Before she could move, a giant hand more than five meters wide fell down on Elba's head.

Bang!!!

The cement floor under her feet was smashed to collapse for more than half a meter. Her legs were completely buried deep.

Kadura turned around with a blushing face and looked at Elba who was struggling to carry the giant hand.

"The big sister performed very well... I really thought I was dead just now..."

"You... have you given up on your body??" Elba's face turned pale, and the cigarette in his mouth was bitten and fell down.

She held up her huge palm above her head with both hands, keeping her from falling.

"Human body? Maybe." Kadura walked towards Elba with a smile. "The winner has been decided. Big sister, do you still have to resist?"

"Resist?" Elba looked calm. "I wonder if you have any misunderstandings about me."

"Huh?" Kadura paused. He could instinctively feel a trace of danger spreading.

He suddenly felt that his feet could not move.

When I looked down, my feet started from the soles of my feet and were slowly slowly shaking upwards, and it had spread to my ankles.

The white bone was as if coated with a layer of white paint, and it climbed up quickly.

Elba breathed.

"Do you like it? This position?" She let go of her hand, and the huge white hand above her head was still suspended, and she stopped quietly above her.

Hum!!

With a crisp sound, the white hands shattered and turned into countless bone pieces scattered like raindrops.

The dense bone pieces were like some kind of glass, falling to the ground, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Two pairs of pitch-black wings slowly grew behind Elba, and the black on the wings was like late at night, without any variegation.

"You should be proud of yourself if you can force me to this level." She took care of her long blue hair, bent down and picked up the military cap that had just been blown away, and put it on again.

"If you didn't attack the Liexing family, I can spare you once. What a pity."

She stared at the boy in front of her. The other party's delicate faces were so exquisite that they could not distinguish between men and women, like an exquisite work of art, which was really a pity to break it like this.

"Am I beautiful?" Kadura looked down at the bone covering her chest and asked softly.

“It’s beautiful.”

Elba touched his face, "But I think I'm still pretty."

After a moment, she sighed.

"It's true that I can't say such words... You have to be conscientious in life... I'm not thick-skinned enough..."

"Farewell forever. The result of the evil spirit who gave up on human body is that he cannot pass away. It is a dead end."

She turned around and walked towards the car parked not far away.

"Goodbye, I will remember the strong man who can get out of your level."

She waved her hand at the end.

Behind him, bursts of crisp sounds of bone spreading upwards.

"I'm so beautiful, why don't you let me go? Why do you still kill me?"

Suddenly a sound continued to come.

"Shouldn't beauty be omnipotent? I'm already very beautiful? I'm already the most perfect?"

"Why, why is this happening? Why don't you refuse to die obediently? It seems that I'm not beautiful enough? Yes... It's my problem, it must be that I'm not beautiful enough!!"

Flashes of rapid sounds were constantly ringing.

Alba suddenly felt something was wrong. According to the bone formation speed, the other party should have completely solidified three seconds before and turned into a bone eagle.

Why are you still talking now?

She paused and suddenly noticed that the shadow on the ground was something wrong.

"No way..."

She slowly turned her head with a stiff neck.

Behind her, Kadura was gone, and replaced by a huge yellow-robed old man as tall as six meters.

The old man's body grew dense white arms, like centipedes.

And these arms are growing rapidly, growing longer and bigger. The skin tone on the arms has also begun to gradually turn black and yellow, and it seems to be harder.

The old man's face was dull and there was a huge sarcoma on his chest. The surface of the sarcoma was the face of Kadulla, who was just as beautiful as a flower.

"Now...I'm even more beautiful..." Kadulla's arms spread out countless times, making numerous and strange sounds.

"I...dum...!!"

Elba looked up at the old man blankly, and even though he was shrouded in the shadow of the other party, he was not aware of anything.

.............

.............

On the deserted streets, silver-black motorcycles whizzed past lightning.

More than a dozen motorcycles formed a convoy, and the engine behind the car made a deafening loud noise. The ejected exhaust gas gathered and spread all the way into white mist.

The motorcycle in front was wrapped in a tight racing suit, and the helmet and goggles were constantly flashing through the reflection of the street scenes on both sides.

"The target has been moved." The earbuds worn in the helmet came out.

"Learn." The motorcycle racer turned the direction and drove quickly towards the right side of the intersection in front.

"The fel fluctuation has been maximized, and Black Feather has been activated. The route is re-planned and bypassed the patrol convoy."

"You can do it."

"You can do it."

"clear."

"clear!"

Responses came from motorcycle helmets.

Oh!!

The motorcycle, which led the lead, suddenly swung and braked suddenly, leaving a charred mark on the ground.

He turned over and got out of the car, took off his helmet, revealing a handsome and handsome face. He was actually a beautiful black-haired woman with a delicate appearance!

"action!"

With a wave of her hand, she rushed into the gate of the Iron Fist Club first.

The thick wooden door that had just been repaired was lightly pushed by her palm and fell inward with a bang.

The dust was flying. In the lobby behind the door, several Iron Fist Association disciples who were waiting for the battle were stunned and then reacted.

"Who is it!!" As soon as a strong man stood up, his chest was penetrated with bloody flowers, as if something sharp was straight through his chest.

The strong man looked up and fell down, and there was no sound in a blink of an eye.

The rest were frightened and before they could do it, the motorcycle rider who had entered the door threw out sharp darts and passed by his chest.

The black-haired woman had a cold face and walked quickly through the lobby and entered the corridor from the side.

"Where is the position?" She paused and looked at another motorcycle rider who had caught up with her side.

"The third room on the right."

The woman walked over with big strides and kicked hard.

Bang!

The door of the quiet room was suddenly knocked open.

Inside was Saru who stood up in shock and Lin Sheng who was sitting cross-legged.

"Who!" A white light flashed in Saru's eyes, and his body quickly circulated his holy power.

"Lin Sheng, the head of the Iron Fist Club?" The black-haired woman walked into the quiet room and her eyes were immediately placed on Lin Sheng.

"Who are you?" Lin Sheng was mostly at Kadula's side. At this time, his body was suddenly attacked, his heart sank and he immediately stood up.

The brunette woman sneered.

"You don't have to worry about who we are, hand over the gray-printed practice materials. You and him don't have to die."

"Ferroddo, what nonsense to him, just grab the soul-sucking!" The second motorcycle rider walked into the door and said in a cold voice. It was a man's voice.

"..." Lin Sheng's face remained motionless, and he felt the skin all over his body like a needle, and his body's instinctive feedback was a sense of severe threat.

"It takes time to absorb souls. If they know each other, it can save a lot of time." The black-haired woman said coldly.

"Pussy is just procrastinating!"
To be continued...