章 691: Chapter 687: The Literary Saint Emerges!

With a thunderous boom,

"Ah!" Little Face Buddha cried out in pain.

The giant formed by poison gas, Mu Caisang, slapped down, and the shocked Little Face Buddha couldn't dodge. His entire body sunk into the mud, with only his head exposed. Mu Caisang then grabbed his neck and picked him up, seeing his legs wobble weakly like noodles. Having sustained such a massive impact and being squashed into the ground, it was likely that all his bones were shattered, and he was crippled.

Mu Caisang casually threw Little Face Buddha to the ground. Crashing to the earth, the impact aggravated his injuries, and Little Face Buddha groaned with pain, his moans pitiful. At this moment, severely injured with his legs useless, with tumultuous blood and qi inside, and internal injuries exceedingly grave, he spewed mouthfuls of blood, no longer having the strength to fight.