Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 510: The old image of Jing Jue

At this time, the volcano was on the verge of exhaustion, and after the two punches collided, his body was knocked out. However, after landing, the red-haired man struggled to get up from the ground in an instant, and then used his body to block Guangren's side. Pulled the gloomy Guangren to the back corner.

At the same time that the volcano was blasted away, Wu Mian and Bai Wuqiu slapped Jing Jue's back. Originally, according to the temperament of this white-haired man, he would not fight with Er Lengzi, but when they saw that Guangren might die on the spot, although their relationship with the alchemist was on the spot. But looking at Xu Fu's face at the time, Wu Mian couldn't care less.

At the moment, Wu Mian and Bai Wuqiu each punched each other, and several households hit Jing Jue's back at the same time. Beating the old man in white one step forward, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground. However, after all, he was a contemporary of Xu Fu, and after a moment's relief, he immediately turned around and rushed behind him, one person and one monster.

And Wu Mian and Bai Wuqiu seemed to cooperate well. At the same time as Jing Jue turned around, Er Lengzi had already circled behind him. From then on, he hugged the old man in white tightly, and then shouted at Wu Mian, "Little uncle, beat him!"

As soon as these words were said, a small head appeared on the ground in the far corner, watching Wu Mian and Bai Wu seeking a position, sighed, and muttered: "Oh, this is originally from our ginseng. Words, this idiot is cheap..." The little guy who spoke has been kidnapped several times recently, and now he doesn't dare to approach in such a dangerous situation, so he can only watch from a distance. In the end, he sighed sadly and plunged back to the ground.

At this time, take into account the Bai Wuqiu behind Jing Jue. Wu Mian didn't use thunder and fire and other techniques, and directly reached out and hit the old man in white with his forehead. Almost as soon as his palm touched Jing Jue's white clothes, Bai Wuqiu, who had been holding Jing Jue's body tightly from behind, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. After the big man's body swayed a few times, he closed his eyes and then fell to the ground.

Wu Mian was right in front of Jing Jue. With the eyesight of this white-haired man, he didn't even see how Jing Jue made his move. At the same moment when Bai Wuqiu fell to the ground, the old man in white who broke free from his restraints leaned forward to meet Wu Mian and rushed over. At the moment, he didn't mean to avoid the punch, instead, he threw out his fist and hit Wu Mian in the past.

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 flushed red. After the red halo disappeared, he looked at the man in front of him with a different expression. The white-haired man, after shaking his head, said, "He didn't even tell me that you exist..."

And Wu Mian stood still, after listening to Jing Jue's words. A sarcastic smile appeared on his face, and his body suddenly paused strangely when he was about to speak. Then there was a muffled sound of "Pfft!" from his body, and a blood-colored mist spurted out of the pores of Wu Mian's body.

After seeing Wu Mian's change, Jing Jue gave a cold smile and said, "Don't move, your internal organs have been smashed. I know you are an immortal system with white hair, but even so your The body can't take such a strong injury. If I were you, I would lie down and rest now, and slowly wait for the internal organs to recover. Don't worry, my enemy is not..."

Before he finished speaking, a strange smile appeared on Wu Mian's face. Then the blood-stained white-haired man walked towards him step by step. This action made Jing Jue close his mouth and stare coldly at Wu Mian, who was walking towards him. A few pieces popped out from between his teeth. Word: "I underestimate you..."

In the blink of an eye, Wu Mian had reached Jing Jue's body. After laughing with his standard smile, he said, "When Xu Fu shut you down, didn't he give you food? Or you are too old to beat people."

"Well said! Hahahaha..." Jing Jue laughed angrily after hearing it, and after the laughter stopped suddenly, he stared into Wu Mian's eyes and said, "Then try this punch again, look at you Can the immortal body be able to withstand it!" After saying a word, Jing Jue punched Wu Mian's former heart again.

And the white-haired man seemed to have done the math. When Jing Jue threw his fist, he also punched him. After the fists of the two slammed together with a "bang!", Wu Mian's body flew upside down, and it fell to the ground after flying five or six feet away.

At first, everyone thought that Wu Mian would lose his skin after suffering a big loss this time, but what no one thought was that when the white-haired man flew out, Jing Jue suddenly wailed. The volcano in the distance saw him standing there with a pale face, and the hand that had just punched Wu Mian out was already bloody. Master and apprentice Guangren could see clearly that all the fingers of Jing Jue's hand except the thumb had been cut off, and the four **** fingers were under his feet. How Wu Mian did it, neither of their master and apprentice even saw it. In the future, when Jing Jue makes gestures with this hand, it will basically only be able to praise people.

"It's said that when you're old, don't fight with others, it's easy to hurt yourself." At this time, Wu Mian stood up again swayingly. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he was covering his injured hand again. The trembling Jing Jue said, "Do you want to come again? Change that hand..."

Jing Jue doesn't have Wu Mian's white-haired immortality system. He only lived to this age by relying on his own unique health-preserving method. Not to mention fingers, even teeth are missing one less. What Jing Jue is most proud of is that he is a few hundred years old, and he still has a mouthful of teeth without falling out. Now the teeth are all aligned, but the fingers are half smaller..."

At this time, Jing Jue, who was already very angry, ignored the two masters and disciples behind Guangren and Huohua. Now, if you don't get rid of the hand blade that is still rolling his eyes at him, Jing Jue's sullen breath can make him mad. At the moment, the body of the old man in white swayed and appeared in front of Wu Mian in an instant. This time, he didn't dare to fight meleely. He opened his mouth, and a smoke like a sharp sword spewed out of his mouth, and shot it towards the throat of the white-haired man.

Now the distance between the two people is too close, Wu Mian has almost no room to dodge. When he saw Jing Jue open his mouth, he guessed what the old man in white was going to do. At that moment, Wu Mian waved at Jing Jue's mouth, and the smoke of the sharp sword that had been sprayed suddenly split in half from the middle. The smoke below dissipated into the air, and half of it shot into Wu Mian's throat. "Pfft!" A blood arrow splattered from his neck instantly.

But at the same time Wu Mian was injured, Jing Jue's body also underwent strange changes. When Wu Mian's neck was bleeding, his cheeks suddenly opened up to the back of his head. At the same time as the blood splattered, most of the neat white teeth in his mouth were shattered for no reason. This time, Jing Jue couldn't bear it any longer. She covered her mouth with both hands, and jumped and wailed.

Because half of the previous smoke had disappeared, Wu Mian's throat looked bloody. However, relying on his own incredible recovery ability, this injury was immediately recovered. After the wound recovered as before, Wu Mian found a big rock and sat down, looking at Jing Jue who was still mourning. It wasn't until the old man in white stopped moving that he said slowly, "I'm asking you to change hands, not to make you talk nonsense. You're going to lose your teeth when you say something wrong..."

"You can eat pears! (No reason!)" After a loud roar, Jing Jue couldn't care less, raised his hand and made a magic formula to Wu Mian, who was still sitting on the big rock and sneered at him. However, when he raised his hand, he found that the hand had lost four fingers. It seemed that he couldn't do anything except give a thumbs up to praise the white-haired man.

Jing Jue, who was already mad, shouted again, and then grabbed a handful in the air with that good hand. He pulled out a black iron rod full of runes out of thin air, and swung the iron rod against Wu Mian's head.