Sanctification of the physical body: starting from the wish of making explosive fists

Thousands of meters away, on the edge of the rooftop fence

, Haruo Neeshima watched everything that happened before, and even used a high-magnification camera to record all this.

At this moment, he was covered in cold sweat that was scared out, and his body instinctively trembled, and he didn't know all this.

This man was too cruel and dangerous, and it was definitely not comparable to those self-proclaimed Ragnarok cadres he had met before.

They may still retain a trace of humanity towards the enemy, and if they provoke the man, their bones will be crushed, or they can go directly to God to repent.

I want to quickly share this information with the new one.

At this time, he didn't care about putting away the valuable high-powered telescope, and directly held the high-powered camera in both hands and wanted to leave here.

But things weren't going to go his way.

At the moment when he turned around, two pinches of dull hair suddenly stood on the top of his head, constantly shaking slightly like an antenna, which was his unique special ability.

One can use its own "alien" brain waves to communicate with the cosmic power for a short-term dimensionality reduction spiritual power attack through these two pinch of dull hair, and the other is to be able to perceive the arrival of a crisis in advance.

At this moment, Haruo Neesima can directly rule out the first possibility.

"Who is there, come out for Uncle Ben!"

Even though he was chilling in his spine and covered in sweat at the moment, his face was still as stable as an old dog, and he could even look at a certain place on the rooftop with his sharp eyes.

He did something that even Ryu Sakura couldn't.

"I have to say that you are a different kind of genius."

An elderly voice came from where Haruo Neesima's gaze gathered, and then the space began to distort and become illusory, and an old man with a slumped back was standing in place with a flat face and staring at him.

"Young man, are you interested in joining Shiya Demon High School, old man, I am very interested in your abilities."

The sudden appearance of the man was wearing a straw hat, an ordinary white undershirt, an extremely simple pants under his body, and a very plastic flip-flop at his feet.

The skin was pale and oozing, and when he spoke, he exposed his jagged and yellowed teeth, and his front teeth also lost one or two, which was very funny.

However, it was such an ordinary bad old man who when he stood up and a huge coercion had completely enveloped him, and Haruo Neesima's intuition told him that if his next behavior did not satisfy him, he might disappear in place.

Just as he was thinking about how to face it, another indifferent female voice came into his ears.

"Old man, you may have stretched your hand too long, even this insignificant person you want to keep."

When he heard the sound and looked up, the void not far away once again rippled in space, and an illusory figure slowly appeared in the center of the ripple.

He has a height of one meter eight that ordinary men in Sakura Country can hardly aspire to.

Wearing snow-white duck head socks on her feet, her devilish figure is a pair of handmade clogs, but the traditional witch costume makes her convey a special temperament of "desire".

The large fruit on the chest does not make it any burdensome, because its tall tendency is not set off by modern craft objects.

They naturally thrive in the sun and cling close to each other, forming a strong career line that only successful women can have in the eyes of men.

Grunting, although the sound of swallowing saliva was not very loud, it was still captured by Miyun Kumita, who suddenly appeared here at this moment, and suddenly a frozen cold gaze glanced towards Haruo Niijima.

The sudden feeling of suffocation made him feel a little worse than death, his knees slammed heavily on the ground, and even the corners of his mouth spit out white foam.

If there is no one to help, suffocation death is the fate of Haruo Niijima.

"Little cub, there is a knife on the head of the color letter, such a huge desire is not something you can afford now."

The old voice sounded in his ears again, which immediately made Haruo Niijima slow down, he looked at the woman who stopped in the void without any movement with some hindsight, and his heart was also afraid, the previous gaze like the god of hell death was an illusion.

At the same time, a deep sense of powerlessness overflowed in his heart, knowing that he was like fish on a chopping board at the moment, at the disposal of others, but at least for now, it seemed that the old man had a slight obsession with himself.

Kushina Meiyun snorted coldly, as if expressing the dissatisfaction in her heart.

This seemingly ordinary cold snort was as deafening as thunder in the perception of Haruo Shinjima.

"Demon Fist, I have already given you enough face before the old man, how about you give me a face now?"

Speaking words that Haruo Neeshima couldn't understand, but he didn't show the slightest look of doubt and dissatisfaction, he still sat silently on the ground, his head hanging low and silent.

Hearing this, Meiyun Kushitan had no waves on her face, but the corner of her lips spit out a sentence:

"It was your person's hand that moved first, and it was killing intent, and it was with me!"

Then he stretched out a finger to the new island Haruo, and said indifferently:

"According to the rules of the dark group, he can't stay!"

After a pause, he continued:

"Ten thousand steps back, according to the rules once formulated by the black and white parties, his behavior has crossed the line, and the elders who are the parties have the right to punish him!"

Saying this, Kushitan Meiyun's dark golden eyes swept the old man, and his tone was slightly slow, and said:

"Shi Dongyuanmo, I can give you a face, I only give one palm, this palm I only use one-tenth of the strength, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Shi Dongyuanmo sighed slightly, then raised his head and looked at Meiyun who stood on the void with cloudy eyes:

"Then there is no need to talk about it?"

Kushina Miyun gently bowed her head and expressed her will.

"I really don't know what you want to do, before you fought with Liangshan Bozhong, and now you want to embarrass me as a bad old man, and provoke two major forces at the same time, is it worth it?"

With a sneer, Kushina Miyun rarely laughed, this beauty had not even been seen by Sakura Ryu, he had always thought that his master was an ascetic without a smile.

"The barefoot is not afraid to wear shoes, for me, I can really count the one hand I care about, and when I go out to practice, I always have to make a force to deter some glamorous eels!"

He laughed out loud, and then the smile on his face dissipated, and he opened the eyes that were deliberately closed after the death fight with the powerhouses of Liangshan Botai.

A cross ravine had been torn out of the dark golden pupils, and the moment this eye appeared, a gray lilac halo began to seep out of the cross ravine, which looked extremely strange.

"Although I don't like what that gangster did, but I have to admit that he has also brought me a different life, I don't care what plans you guys have when this group of people who are hidden in the world and seal the passage of the demon realm suddenly appear, as long as you provoke my disciples, you don't want to be able to retreat with your whole body!"

"Demon Fist, you have changed, really changed, you used to do things in circles."

Shi Dongyuanmo said and directly reached out and grabbed the sweatshirt on his body, and then tore it completely apart, revealing the skinny body inside.

"Deal with you who opened a heavenly eye, old man, I dare not underestimate this demon sealer who is half buried in the dirt."

Said with a pause, sighed.

"Whalebone open!"

Then Shi Dongyuanmo suddenly roared, his cloudy gaze shot a brilliant and enchanting light torch, and at the same time, a series of bone explosions erupted from his thin body!