Wei Jin had seen monks with rapid recovery before, but they basically used opportunistic means under the secret method. And they were not like the white-haired man in front of him. In a moment, the wound disappeared without a trace. Wei Jin vaguely thought of a certain legend circulating in the circle of monks, but he was not sure what Wu Mian had to do with the legend.

After watching the white-haired man go to the end, he just rolled up and stood up. Then he continued to walk towards him. The force just now was really felt. If it weren't for his special magic, he would have fallen to the ground and waited to die. He bounced back to himself as it was, why did he see that there was no harm at all?

"Is it really going to be like this? Can't you see that my magic has no flaws?" Wei Jin stood there, waiting for Wu Mian to walk over and continued to say to the white-haired man: "No matter how strong your physical recovery ability is, you can't do anything to someone you can't kill. You were just trying to persuade me to commit suicide, but if you were the one who killed yourself in the end, is this considered suicide?"

When he finished speaking, Wu Mian had already held the Greedy Wolf in his hand again. He stood in front of Wei Jin and waved his knife at the throat that had just been cut. After seeing this action, Wei Jin frowned slightly and took a step back. Then the picture almost exactly like the one I had just appeared again. The sharp blade of the magic weapon in the hand of the white-haired man slashed across Wei Jin's neck. It was Wu Mian himself who was bleeding.

Although his neck was already filled with blood, a strange smile appeared on Wu Mian's face. He ignored the shrinking wound on his neck and looked at Wei Jin and said, "There is no flawless magic in this world. My magic has flaws, and yours has..."

As the last word came out, Wu Mian took a step forward again, swinging the knife toward Xijin's throat for the third time. The disabled man actually took a few steps away this time, then looked at Wu Mian as if he was sank, and said, "You discovered my flaws just by swinging the knife twice. Apart from Xu Fu back then, you are the only one."

When Xijin was talking, he stared at the wound on the neck of the white-haired man without blinking. He could not have imagined that in such a short time, the fatal wound on the neck had completely healed. Apart from the blood on the skin and clothes, there was no visible opening and closing wound.

"So you are really an immortal body..." After seeing the process of Wu Mian's wound healing, the only eye that seemed to be covered with wax skin began to brighten. After taking a deep breath, he continued to say, "I just said why I can last for so long? It turns out that you are an immortal body. It's great. I have been imprisoned here for so many years, and now I finally found a way to get out. Give me your skin!"

After roaring, Wei Jin, who had been passive, suddenly rushed towards Wu Mian. He ignored the wolf in the white-haired man's hand, rushed to Wu Mian, and then stabbed him on his neck. He also sprayed a mouthful of black and purple blood at the white-haired man in a black hole-like mouth.

Originally, as long as this mouthful of blood was sprayed on Wu Mian, he could lose his ability to move. Then, taking advantage of this gap, he would go to Gui Bugui and other small fishes and shrimps. After everything was done, he would take over the skin of this white-haired man. Although he didn't like the white hair on his forehead, he was not unbearable for his immortal body.

However, while Wei Jin was squirting blood, Wu Mian stood up after a knife, blocking the blade in front of him. The black blood sprayed on the body of Tianlang's sword, and no drop was splashed on the white-haired man himself. Taking advantage of the time when Wei Jin was vomiting blood and breathing, Wu Mian once again wiped the sharp blade on Wei Jin's neck.

After Tanlang left Wei Jin's neck this time, in addition to Wu Mian, a small blade appeared on Wei Jin's neck, and a small amount of blood oozed out from the wound. The white-haired man's neck was deeper and more blood was gushing out.

"I said, there is no flawless magic in this world..." After seeing the knife edge finally appearing on Huojin's neck, Wu Mian sneered and continued, "If there is no flaw, you wouldn't be like this. You can see blood after being injured multiple times in one position, right? If you can get injured, you will die. Am I right?"

After feeling his body changes, a panic expression finally appeared on Wei Jin's face. Originally, as long as he had not met an immortal person like Wu Mian, his body was already said to be flawless. Now it seems that the things that happened later are a little troublesome. He does not have this white-haired man who can recover his injured body. However, in this way, he became even more jealous of Wu Mian's body.

There is nothing to keep at this point, so I took a few steps back. Then he said to the air, "Come here to help..."

"I can't get through! You see, they are all masters of fire prevention..." The voice of the peach tree demon came from the air. After pausing for a moment, the slightly trembling voice continued: "I am afraid of fire, and I will die in the past."

"Your veins are in me, and you will die if I die." After a breath of relief, Huojin continued, "I told you that you and I live and die together. If I die, you will die together. I can still take you out while I am alive, take you out to destroy the sun and use real river water to irrigate you."

Hearing the conversation between Huojin and the peach tree demon, Gui Bugui smiled and turned to his cheap son and said, "Silly boy, I'm teaching you a saying now, "Man moves to live, and tree moves to die. Do you know what it means?"

"Nonsense, do you think I am a fool? This means that if you go out, you will live. If you move out, such a large area of ​​peach trees will die! Bah, even the demons will be deceived..." Bai Wuqiu glanced at Wei Jin and turned to the peach trees with a large face and a large face and said, "For the sake of everyone being monsters, I will remind you that as long as you leave the land you are used to growing, you will die. Don't compete with Ren Lao San. It has a good foundation, drink two or two and even get the Queen's bed..."

"Don't worry, I'll get to know you after I get into this white-haired skin." Wei Jin didn't take Gui Bugui and the others seriously at all. Wu Mian didn't seem to be in a hurry. The white-haired man wanted to see what skills this monk named Wei Jin had. Moreover, he still felt in his heart that the map that could be left in the will of the underworld should not be that simple.

"Peach Tree! Come here..." After stomping hard, a mouthful of blood was sprayed out of his mouth. But this time it was not for Wu Mian. After the mouth of blood was sprayed out, it turned into a blood mist, and then the blood mist was blown away to the corners of the Taolin by using the wind control method.

After this action, countless small herbal buds grew from the ground beneath Wei Jin's feet. These small buds grew when the wind was blowing. In just a moment, they grew into countless small vines. They climbed along Wei Jin's body and finally stuffed into the disabled man's mouth.

"Now is a good opportunity. Are you not going to do it?" Looking at Wu Mianzheng with a sneer, looking at the vine that keeps 'swallowing'. Gui Bugui smiled bitterly, reminding him to continue, "Now he doesn't have the ability to fight back. If you do it a few more times on his neck, I will be able to explain it now."

"Old guy, aren't you going to find the treasure here?" Wu Mian turned around and looked at Gui Bugui and continued, "We came here all the way, not for this disabled..."
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