Matou Shinji Returns from Infinite

And most central.

A red tasseled gun was stuck upside down in the hole.

Very strange traces.

The pothole is quite deep, but its diameter is small, giving the impression of great penetration.

However, the surrounding ground of more than ten meters was completely cracked.

Some kind of force like an earthquake.

transmitted in all directions.

Even if he retreated and avoided the bombardment of the gun, the tremor force from the ground would destroy his bone structure and cause damage to his internal organs.

But these are minor problems for Mei Lian.

The immortality of the superior dead disciples is enough to heal any fatal wound within a second.

He was not directly injured by the gun, but retreated immediately.

If you don't dodge, there is a high probability that you will be pierced from head to toe, and then nailed to the ground.

Although he couldn't die, he couldn't accept this embarrassing gesture.

therefore--

Mei Lian failed to dodge the pursuit from behind.

While he was backing away.

A figure sprang out from the side of the road, running like lightning.

But it is light and light far beyond the civet.

If Niriyuli had been present, he would have cried out in surprise.

'Breath blocking' is the housekeeping skill of assassins, and people who are obviously not assassins have the means of assassins, not to mention, the most creepy thing is that during the process of launching an attack, they didn't leak a little bit of breath.

Until, the moment the attack was established.

It was only then that the disguise of calm was torn apart.

Like a tiger descending the mountain, showing a fierce side.

The wind is heard later than the body is hit.

There was no time to react.

Mei Lian felt a heavy blow in the back of her heart.

From the spine to the bones of the whole body, everything was shattered.

The weird strength ignores the flesh and blood, directly acting on the internal organs and blood vessels.

The clothes on the front chest and back exploded.

The invisible strength even penetrates the atmosphere.

Caused a roar like an air wave.

"Well!?"

Mei Lian opened her eyes wide, her face puffed up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

But it's not over yet.

Assailants are well aware of just how tough creatures like the Dead Apostle can be.

You won't die even if your heart is blown.

Whenever there is a little breathing room to get back on my feet.

And he is different.

Such a great opportunity like now.

There will be no second time.

Surrender your body to the skill that penetrates deep into your bone marrow, and your mind to the killing intent accumulated so far.

Fist like showers.

It is also a shooting star.

The power from all directions is concentrated in one punch.

The ultimate skill, promotes the boxing power to be presented to the world at tens or hundreds of times.

Mei Lian was powerless to fight back.

Not that he had given up resisting.

But every blow of the opponent can inflict heavy damage on his whole body.

There is no time.

No time to recover.

The balance of recovery and damage has long since been broken.

The white sacrificial robe on his body was torn apart by the fist wind, and the handsome young man's body seemed to have turned into a puddle of mud. His back was bent into a scalp-numbing arc, his feet lifted off the ground, and his height gradually climbed.

What a terrifying control.

Such a high-intensity punch did not knock anyone out.

Instead, it penetrates into the human body completely, without any waste.

"--Oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

The low growl that burst out from the throat was hot enough to burn the skin of others.

Julius stepped back.

It shattered the ground and hit the back of Mei Lian's head with his palm.

Smash its brain directly.

The head exploded like a watermelon.

Then he cut off his limbs with a palm knife.

Kick it away with the last kick.

People quickly follow.

Passing by the red tasseled gun, he pulled it out smoothly.

A shot filled with a lot of mana was thrown.

The one who came later hit Mei Lian's remnant body, and led him straight into the hall on the first floor of the teaching building.

--boom!

There were more than one sound of smashing the wall.

Julius stared at the dark hall,

Don't dare to be distracted.

Facts have proved that he was right to be cautious.

Within seconds.

A little cold light blooms from the darkness.

"—!"

Julius fell backwards. While avoiding the sharp edge, he stretched out his hand to grab it, turned over in mid-air and landed on the ground, his movements were clean and neat.

But someone wouldn't make it so easy for him.

Something breaks the shadows.

Raise a mighty storm.

Julius raised his spear and stabbed, but missed.

That is not a physical thing at all.

But it can cause great damage to the material world.

as one of the evidence.

Julius flew out as if he had been hit by a train.

After smashing a tree trunk, he barely stopped his steps by relying on the ingenious method of unloading force.

Otherwise, normally speaking, it would not be surprising to fly directly outside the school.

"..."

Julius propped himself up with the gun, half-kneeled on the ground, panting heavily and staring ahead.

He had already seen clearly what had sent him flying.

It's a fist.

Huge, reminiscent of a giant's fist.

Its wrists connect to the shadows inside the school building.

But soon.

The real initiator appeared in front of Julius.

"Suddenly popping up and beating people indiscriminately, he is indeed the mad dog of Harvey's family."

Mei Lian sneered while moving her newly grown head.

Not only did all the injuries recover, but even the white sacrificial robe was not stained.

It was as if he had never suffered those injuries at all.

Behind him, countless black meridians extend from his back, like wings, but at the end of the 'wings' is a huge fist with five sharp claws.

——The Devil's Hand.