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Chapter 510 The Old Statue of Jing Jue

At this time, the volcano was already on the verge of exhaustion. After two punches hit each other, his body was knocked away. However, after the red-haired man still struggled to get up from the ground, and then blocked Guangren with his body. He pulled Guangren, who had a gloomy face, to the corner behind him.

While the volcano was knocked away, Wu Mian and Bai Wuqiu and one demon hit Jing Jue's back heart. Originally, with the temperament of this white-haired man, he would not fight with Erlangzi, but when he saw Guangren, he might die on the spot. Although their relationship with the alchemy family broke up and got together, Wu Mian didn't care much about it because of Xu Fu's face at the time.

At that moment, Wu Mian and Bai Wuqiu each punched Jing Jue with one punch at the back at the same time. He hit the old man in white and took a step forward, and almost fell to the ground. However, he was a contemporary of Xu Fu after all. After he recovered instantly, he immediately turned around and rushed towards the person and demon behind him.

Wu Mian and Bai Wuqiu seemed to cooperate well. While Jing Jue turned around, Erlangzi had already walked behind him. From then on, he hugged the old man in white tightly, and then shouted at Wu Mian opposite him, "Uncle Xiao, beat him up!"

When this sentence was said, a small head appeared on the ground in the distance. He looked at Wu Mian and Bai Wuqiu and sighed, and murmured: "Oh, this was originally the word "We ginseng, it's cheaper to be this stupid..." The little guy who spoke was held hostage several times recently. Now he didn't dare to get close to such a dangerous occasion, so he could only watch from a distance. Finally, he sighed with some grievance and pierced back to the ground.

At this moment, Wu Mian took into account Bai Wuqiu behind Jing Jue. Without using thunder and fire, he directly reached out and hit the old man in white. Almost as his palm touched Jing Jue's white-clothed style, Bai Wuqiu, who had been tightly protecting Jing Jue's body from behind, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. After the big man's body shook a few times, he closed his eyes and then fell to the ground without knowing the situation.

Wu Mian was right in front of Jing Jue. With the eyes of this white-haired man, he didn't see how Jing Jue took action. At the same time when Bai Wuqiu fell to the ground, the old man in white who had broken free from the bond leaned forward and rushed towards Wu Mian. At that moment, he did not mean to avoid this punch, but instead waved his fist and hit Wu Mian.

The two of them punched each other at the same time. The old man in white frowned and took seven or eight steps back, his face turned red. After the red halo disappeared, he looked at the white-haired man in front of him with a different look, shook his head, and said, "He didn't even tell me that you still have your existence..."

Wu Mian stood there motionlessly. After listening to Jing Jue's words, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face. When he was about to speak, his body suddenly paused strangely. Then a muffled "Puff!" sound came from his body, and a bloody mist sprayed out from Wu Mian's pores.

After seeing Wu Mian's changes, Jing Jue smiled coldly and said, "Don't move, your internal organs have been broken. I know you are an immortal system with white hair, but even so your body cannot withstand such strong damage. If I were you, lie down and rest now and wait for the internal organs to recover. Don't worry, my enemy is not..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly saw a strange smile on Wu Mian's face. Then the white-haired man covered in blood actually walked towards him step by step. This action made Jing Jue shut up his mouth and stare coldly at Wu Mian walking towards him. A few words popped out from his teeth: "I underestimate you..."

In the blink of an eye, Wu Mian had already walked to Jing Jue's body. After smiling with his standard smile, he said, "Will you not give me food when Xu Fu locked you up? Or are you too old and you don't have the strength to hit someone."

"Okay! Hahaha..." Jing Jue laughed furiously after hearing this. After the laughter suddenly stopped, he stared at Wu Mian's eyes and said, "Then try this punch again to see if your immortal body can withstand it!" After saying that, Jing Jue punched Wu Mian's front heart again.

The white-haired man seemed to have calculated it. While Jing Jue swung his fist, he also punched him. After the two of them hit the fists, Wu Mian's body flew upside down, and flew out five or six feet before falling to the ground.

Originally, everyone thought that Wu Mian would lose his skin even if he was not dead. However, no one expected that while the white-haired man flew out, Jing Jue suddenly wailed. The volcano in the distance saw him standing in place with a pale face. The hand that had just punched Wu Mian out was already bloody and bloody. Master Guangren could see clearly that Jing Jue's fingers except for his thumb had all been cut off, and four bloody fingers were at his feet. How did Wu Mian do it? The master and apprentice did not see it. In the future, Jing Jue's hand made gestures, and basically he could only praise people.

"Everyone says that when you are old, don't fight with others, as it is easy to hurt yourself." At this time, Wu Mian had already stood up again, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said to Jing Jue, who was covering his wounded hands and trembling, "Do you want to come again? Change that hand..."

Jing Jue does not have the immortal system of Wu Mian and others with white hair. He lived to this age by relying on his own unique health care method. Not to mention fingers, even one tooth is missing. What Jing Jue is most proud of is that he is hundreds of years old, but his mouth is still not missing one tooth. Now the teeth are all in one, but his fingers are less than half..."

At this time, Jing Jue, who was already extremely angry, ignored Guangren and the Volcano master and apprentice behind him. If he didn't kill this hand that was still rolling his eyes at him, Jing Jue's breath could make him angry to death. At this moment, the old man in white shook his body and instantly appeared in front of Wu Mian. This time he did not dare to fight in a hand and opened his mouth, and a stream of smoke that looked like a sharp sword was sprayed out from his mouth, and shot out at the throat of the white-haired man.

The distance between the two people is too close now, and Wu Mian has almost no room for dodge. When he saw Jing Jue opening his mouth, he guessed what the old man in white was going to do behind him. At that moment, Wu Mian waved to Jing Jue's mouth, and the already sprayed sword smoke suddenly broke out from the middle. The smoke below dissipated in the air, and half of it shot into Wu Mian's throat. With a "puff!", a blood arrow instantly splashed out from his neck.

However, while Wu Mian was injured, a strange change occurred in Jing Jue's body. When Wu Mian's neck was bleeding, his cheeks suddenly opened and reached the back of his head. While blood was splattering everywhere, most of the neat white teeth in his mouth shattered for no reason. This time, Jing Jue could no longer bear it, covered his mouth with both hands, and started to wail.

Since the smoke had been half gone, Wu Mian's throat was covered in blood and blood. However, relying on his incredible recovery ability, the injury was immediately restored. After the wound was restored, Wu Mian found a big stone to sit down, looking at Jing Jue who was still wailing. It was not until the old man in white stopped moving that he slowly said: "I'm asking you to change hands, not letting you talk nonsense. You're losing your teeth if you say the wrong thing..."

"Chiyou Chili! (It's outrageous!)" After a loud roar, Jing Jue didn't care much anymore and raised his hand to make a spell at Wu Mian who was still sitting on a big stone and sneering at him. However, when he raised his hand, he found that the hand had four fingers missing. Apart from raising his thumbs up to praise the white hair, it seemed that he could not do anything.
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