That motion carried immense humiliation.
Slap after slap struck Olsder across the face.
Each slap left a bloody mark on his face.
"You—"
Slap!
A backhand swept out. Before Olsder could finish that word, the blow sent him straight into the dirt.
The force was so great that the sound of bones breaking came from his neck.
His cervical vertebra had been snapped...
Yet Mu Fan seemed to know his true identity. He crouched halfway down and quietly watched Olsder.
Sure enough, Olsder's head suddenly twisted backward, completely defying the laws of the human body. His amber eyes were filled with venomous hatred, and his chest heaved violently.
It was unclear whether it was from rage or because he was preparing some kind of counterattack.
"I'll help you calm down first."
Mu Fan spoke blandly. In the moment Olsder froze to think, his right hand reached out again and clamped over Olsder's face, his five fingers sinking deep into his cheek.
Yellow blood poured out...
At that moment, Olsder still intended to use his blood to corrode his opponent.
But when the blood touched the icy gauntlet, there was no reaction at all...
The other party was completely immune to Saint Luo Blood!
The terror in Olsder's heart at that instant surpassed anything he had ever felt before.
Mu Fan's fingers pierced through Olsder's jawbone and gripped it tightly before violently lifting him up.
Under Miller and Qing Xue's gaze, he calmly walked to a massive boulder standing on the ground.
His clawed hand firmly suppressed Olsder's frantic struggles as he planted his feet.
Mu Fan raised his head.
He swung his arm up and smashed it forward.
Boom!
Miller's eyelids twitched heavily.
Olsder's skull slammed directly into the boulder, his hard cranium smashing rock fragments loose.
His arm swung