"Hey, hey, hey...... It seems that I can only do it myself, but I really don't want to fight you, but if I don't kill you, I'm afraid this battle will be lost. ”

When the Refining Idiot King reached this point, he still didn't have much fighting intent.

But he already knew what level his enemy was, and from the very beginning, he had never underestimated a strong man who could defeat the Ten Dharmas Maitreya.

But the situation is different, and he is now confident.

Although self-confidence often has to be preceded by a few strange prefixes, and after adding the prefix, there is a high chance that it will become something more indescribable.

"Less nonsense, make a move!"

Ember grabbed the handle of the mace and pulled it out of the ground.

When fighting, you should enjoy the battle, not the mouth and face.

"Haha, seeing that you are so small, why don't you attack...... Whew......"

The left and right feet of the Refining Idiot King stood firmly on the ground in a posture similar to that of a horse's step, and his arms were outstretched, his chest and abdomen, as well as all kinds of theoretically fatal points were all wide open, if he did not have a great chance of winning and confidence, or his brain was not very good, choose one of the two.

The word immovable like a mountain, used to describe the current refining king, seems to have some sense of disobedience in an unknown direction, that is, he feels that something must be wrong.

Maybe it's because the hair and beard are too messy, and the wind blows and it really can't "vehe" it.

"If you look for death, you can't help it! Look at the moves! Concussion Strike! ”

Ying Ember is not a person who can be polite at this time, anyway, if you want to fight, then fight, it is not a bad thing to be upright.

In fact, it's a spinning attack that usually looks very ordinary.,Why do you have to make the mace into a form that can rotate?,It's mostly because of personal hobbies.,It's very subtle to the actual attack power increase.,That is, it looks like it's going to be stronger.,But in fact, it's hard to say.,It's very confusing.。

Anyway, it's right that the special effects are full, especially under the premise of having a size gap, fierce, there is only one word fierce.

The King of Refining Idiots usually touches fish when he can touch fish, but now he has no choice, so he has to show the essence of a macho man, and his response is very simple.

Ying Yangong's attack route is guessed well, it is a head-on blow, block what can be blocked, and dodge if you can't block it, if you can't do it, then honestly give the master death, simple and rough three choices, many people choose C directly when they get to the exam, and it will be cool at this time.

The mace hit the head of the Refining Idiot King as he wished, and because of his large body, his head was also proportionally larger, which made it seem that Ying Ash's attack was not so terrifying.

In fact, the sinking of the ground was enough to see what kind of effect this violent blow was, and even Ying Ember himself was a little surprised.

"Humph......"

The Refining Idiot King really has nothing to do.

How do you write the word head iron? He can tell anyone with his actions.

The mace was jammed the moment it hit him, and it forcibly stopped spinning, but the force was still exerting in the mechanism, which caused clusters of golden sparks to grind where the weapon and the face of the Refining Idiot King came into contact with each other.

A person's face can grind out sparks, if it weren't for the head iron, dare to say that he was called the head iron?

"That's what it sounds like! But—"

Ying Ember Gong used the fulcrum that the mace pressed against the refining man's face and rushed straight into the air.

"Oh?"

Although the body of the Refining Idiot King was strong, after being violently pressed, it was inevitable that he would look up at the sky under the effect of power.

This angle does require Holy Light, but no one on the battlefield where life and death are at stake is anything like that.

"Don't underestimate the power of the Extreme Steel Armor to summon spells...... Mutter! ”

The mace slammed into the front of the entire face of the Refining Maniac King, that is, the part of the nose, which is an extremely fragile organ, and strong warriors generally choose to temper their bodies to make themselves as durable as possible, but there are still many key points that can hardly be exercised successfully.

"Damn, it's so durable!"

"Hahaha, look at the move!"

The Refining Idiot King tightened his arms and grabbed Ying Ember Gong in a bear hug posture, and the two consecutive direct blows to his face did not affect his movements.

"Oops!"

Not only did Ying Ember lose the ability to move, but his weapon flew out, and he struggled hard, but it had no effect.

"That's what I need to live on...... Now you're done! There is no such thing as a spell of great power! ”

The Refining Idiot King's arm also bulged out blood vessels that looked like earthworms, but his bulging muscles did not have any muscular texture at all, and he thought that his body was blackened by the smoke of gunpowder, but it was actually this black color.

As the name suggests, the spells of the Steel Armor Summoning series are not the same as those of the commonly used Vajra Possession series, and the difference is one word - hard!

It's hard to impress, it's hard to kill, all the weaknesses of the whole body are equivalent to none of them under the synchronous reinforcement, with the hardness of steel, and the elasticity of muscles to absorb impacts, an impregnable body.

"Strength...... It's so big...... Woo...... Hand ......"

The sound of steel shattering sounded in Ying Gong's body one after another, she was also born with divine power, but she couldn't break free, one shoulder and arm were already deformed, and other places were not much better.

The relics in the bodies of the masters are equivalent to the plug-in that provides mana, no matter how strong and tenacious the mechanical humans are, they are also artificially created lives after all, and the use of the highest grade materials cannot exceed the limit of the materials themselves, but the spells are different, a powerful spell can change itself, and the flesh and blood can also become indestructible, and it is a layer higher from the beginning.

“……”

Ying Yegong tilted his head, as if he had lost his strength.

If this continues, there should be no suspense about the outcome of the battle.

If there is no turnaround......

"Hehe, have you started chanting the scriptures before you die, that's ...... Well? ”

The Refining Idiot King's arm continued to exert force, and he heard Ying Shen Gong chanting something very stiffly, belonging to the kind that would be embarrassing to the spell when he pronounced it, and to take an analogy, it was the stick reading of a primary school student when he read a text, and it was even more serious than that.

It is indeed a common practice to recite sutras to the deceased, and it is a common behavior to overtake oneself when one feels that he is dying.

But no matter how you listen to it, you don't think it's right, as a teacher, the degree of study of spells can be described as perfect, and the level and posture are very high, for example, a math teacher, if you don't know that the 1+1 written on the blackboard is an arithmetic problem, then you must not be able to do it.

“……”

Ying Yangong's voice is not loud, but it is indeed still in one pronunciation, and one pronunciation is collapsing.

This is a mantra, not some kind of excesse.

"Huh? Do you think a strong spell will help? Laugh to death! ”

The Refining Idiot King was sure that he had heard it right, the Rigid Force Spell was the most superficial and basic of the spells to increase strength, as long as there was a little quality in using the spell, it would definitely be able to be learned within a few days, and it would occasionally be used to enhance itself in actual combat, but basically no one used it, even if there were many spells that did not need to be chanted verbally, there were many stronger than this, no one rode the children's carriage when they were a child to work, right?

"Woo......"

Ember finally pronounced the last syllable.

I stumbled along the way, and even recited the wrong thing and did it all over again, and finally ushered in success.

"It's so ugly, do you still have to struggle, then let me give you a ride at the end! Take a good look, this is the secret inheritance of my sect - the Polar Dragon Elephant Combination Spell! ”

The arms of the Refining Mania King thickened with the explosion of mana, and his body also became huge, and the protruding muscles became angular and angular, as if the iron ingots were stacked on top of each other, and it was impossible to distinguish which side was considered a mechanical human.

This spell is already one of the upper limits of the Refining Idiot King, and even the sect can't find a qualified successor, which can be regarded as reaching the extreme high point of the aesthetics of violence, and the wild and arrogant power is not only powerful, but his own defense ability has been improved to an amazing level, and he has no doubt that as long as he hugs it hard, he can crush this immeasurable thing.

"Hum ......"

Ying Ember Gong didn't say anything for a long time, but now she laughed, of course, it wasn't because she didn't have the strength to continue just now, and the matter of chanting the spell completely was a bit extreme for her, and she couldn't do it without full attention.

"How...... How could it be...... Oh, ahhhh ”

The two iron eyes of the Refining Idiot King bulged on the spot, and he immediately gritted his teeth and continued to exert force.

His arms were shaking, and his whole body was shaking.

If you don't keep pushing hard, the result will be terrible.

How could such a thing happen.

Now the Refining Idiot King felt as if he was doing something extremely stupid—a delusional attempt to crush the planet beneath his feet.

He didn't know why he had such an idea, let alone thought about it, and the intention in his mind was that he desperately stretched out his hands and lay on the ground, trying to smash the planet that he was stepping on every day, which was of course vain and unrealistic.

Unexpectedly, it will fall behind in the competition strength?

The long-lost feeling of paralysis has appeared on the arm of the Refining Idiot King, and although the mana surging in the body can still continue, the upper limit of the body's ability to transform has already reached and will not continue to increase.

The forces that resist each other are still getting stronger, and even the bottom line cannot be explored.

Worst!

"Wow!"

The breath that the Refining Idiot King was holding back was still dispersed with the shouting, and the fingers of his two hands wanted to clench into fists, but he couldn't clench them.

"Hahaha, it seems that Lao Tzu has won! Look at the moves! ”

After Ember broke free, he spun rapidly in the air before his feet touched the ground, and kicked at the same time.

"Goo-"

The Refining Idiot King tightened his muscles and was kicked in the stomach, and the man bounced into the air.

"Hahahaha!"

Ying Ember Gong rushed to the place where the mace landed and grabbed it with his hand, and his feet did not stop, and he jumped into the air when he saw the position, surpassing the height of the Refining Idiot King flying out and smashing it downward.

Boom –

The King of Refining Idiots planted his head down on the ground.

"Go ahead!"

At this time, Ying Ember Gong had already landed, and after his feet were stable, it was a swing.

The huge black figure flew out for several kilometers before it gradually slowed down.