"Ah, I'm not dead, I deserve to be a master, happy!"

Ember dragged the mace and approached step by step.

She wasn't really taunting her opponent, even though it seemed like that.

Because I really thought that the combo just now could kill him, but the result was that he didn't kill it, so I was surprised, and appreciated, her way of thinking is so simple, but the world always thinks too much unconsciously.

The skin that is no different from a human but too fair has a lot of cracks, and the current Ember Gong is like a white porcelain doll whose body has been torn but can still move freely, adding a supernatural touch to the usual.

The super huge mace in his hand is also in line with the weapon characteristics of many murder dolls in horror movies, but it seems that there are still more sharp weapons such as kitchen knives, and blunt weapons seem to be inherently unsuitable for murderers.

"Ahem...... Yours...... What's going on with your spell! ”

It is worthy of being a fierce man who meets his opponent in chess, after the refining obsessive king was hit hard and flew out, he was not injured at all, at most, he was a little embarrassed and dirty in spirit and appearance, and the defensive spells he cultivated with all his energy were worthy of years of skill, and they were indeed strong.

The Fire Burning Sect and the Golden God Sect have similar concepts, they both stand by force, why are they so similar and able to fight each other? It is because the Fire Burning Sect is good at attacking, and the Golden God Sect is good at receiving ...... It's a guard, good at guarding, although the body after heavy reinforcement does not have the aggressiveness of sweeping everything like the fire burning sect spell, but it can turn itself into a fortress in human form, even if it is a weakness, it is not a weakness, it can't be killed, it is also a kind of strength.

But he is quite flustered now, the Refining Idiot King seems to be a brainless and reckless man, but in fact, his IQ is at least normal compared to that of the Ten Dharma Maitreya, who really only wants to kill others or be beaten to death, and knows when to think and how to think.

Needless to say, Ember used extremely crude spells, but the power was beyond the limits of imagination.

"Awesome, right? It's a spell hahaha! ”

Ember was proud of her mastery of spells, and being praised by her enemies made her even happier.

"Nonsense, of course I know it's a spell!"

The Refiner King was so furious that every hair and beard stood up like a needle, and his voice was loud enough to be used as an evacuation alarm.

This situation is equivalent to a child who has been studying for two days and proudly goes to Kong Yiji to say, "Look, there are three ways to write huizi", or three, not four, it is strange not to provoke people.

Do you understand that this is a spell again? Do you still spell? I'm still spelling! Who understands!

It was difficult to reason, and the refining king was not ready to reason, so he took advantage of this time to start chanting scriptures, preparing to fight again, he already understood that it was difficult to fight with brute force no matter what, the enemy was a more terrible demon than it looked, and he didn't know if he had a chance of winning a battle with all his might, and if he was negligent, he might die.

What to do?

I can't beat it!

It is necessary to think calmly.

In the pupils of the Refining Idiot King, the shadow of Ying Ember Gong is constantly expanding, which is the so-called looming calamity.

That's right, weapons.

If you fight, weapons are indispensable, but the Golden God Sect is a little different, specializing in cultivating its own strength, if you don't have that mace, maybe the odds of winning will be greater.

"What's the matter, make a move, let Lao Tzu see the new moves! Hurry up! ”

When anger, excitement, and all kinds of rationality are shaken, he will change his words to "Lao Tzu", and he may pretend to say "Ben Gong" on formal occasions, but he often can't remember it.

After all, it is not much fun to beat an enemy who has no power to fight back to death, and the battle should be fierce and painful.

"Okay - Extreme Explosive Body Steel Fist Spell!"

The Refining Idiot King clenched his left and right fists, and a sound like a string of firecrackers exploding immediately sounded in his muscles and bones, but it was louder.

"I seem to have seen it and I don't seem to have seen it, forget it, spin the big wheel to kill!"

Ying Ember grabbed the mace and began to swing it, a simple and rough nirvana that normal people should not choose, while spinning rapidly, not only sounded the sound of the wind that was enough to kill, but also accompanied by the ground cracking all the way.

The power is too great, just the aftermath of the rotation can shovel up a layer of ground, and add it to the tornado created when it rotates, and it is dust and dust, and large and small stones, the so-called demon wind, seems to refer to this thing.

The question of who is more likely to have a villain posture does not need to be repeated today.

"It's great, but it's useless!"

The refining king roared, and took the initiative to rush towards the dust tornado like the Tower of Babel, the combination of the Tower of Babel and the macho man is the most beautiful, although not all of them are macho men, and the degree of purity is slightly inferior.

He could see the direction of Ying Yegong's attack, not because of how strong his strength was, but because this move was really very superficial and simple, and as long as his observation ability was not rotten to the extent of breaking the earth, he could basically see it.

However, being able to see it is definitely not the same thing as being able to block it, if there is a meteorite in the universe that smashes it on the earth, it is estimated that half the world can see it, so what can you do? Push it back?

It will not be done.

The same is true of Ying Ember's attack, even if he knows all the attack routes, let alone resist, he will probably die if he wipes the side.

"Hahaha, you didn't run away!"

Ying Ember Gong can also correctly grasp the other party's movements in the rotation, and the fierce behavior of the Refining Idiot King is exactly what she admires very much, that is, she was poked at the cute point.

"Look who's stronger!"

The Refining Idiot King blasted out his fists together, and he guessed that he should not be able to resist with the power of one punch.

What are the facts?

The truth is that two punches can't be stopped.

Even Ying Yegong's rotation was not forced to stop, and he said without complaining that the power of the Refining Idiot King's Extreme Explosive Body Steel Fist spell was enough to blast through the mountain, but here is the answer to the old saying - there are mountains outside the mountain.

When you think F is very big, you will then recognize the existence of G, and there are H and I in the distant and untouchable unknown world.

The King of Refining Idiots felt that the whole world had turned black, and his ears could not hear the sound, and his eyes? The eyes were presumably open, but they didn't seem to be open, and Chaos became the subject of the world, even though the world they lived in was not shrouded in light from the beginning.

One move can hit the five senses to fail, and it is not a metaphysical attack, it all relies on violence.

If it weren't for the King of Refining Idiots, it wouldn't be as simple as the failure of the five senses, but it would be shattered, and being able to barely withstand this blow could already be regarded as proof of a strong man.

How hard is it for a person to turn into a meteor?

It's not difficult, as long as the power is big enough, the bricks can go to the universe.

The King of Refining Idiots is not a brick, but he is setting off towards the universe, and the arc drawn at the moment of flight is crisp and neat, as if it was made on paper with a ruler.

"Hahaha!"

Ying Ember Gong's fighting spirit was not satisfied, she took a lot of effort to stop, and some strange cracking sounds sounded in her back, this is a barbaric and undesirable forced emergency stop, which will cause great damage to herself, but in order to be able to continue fighting immediately, everything does not need to be considered.

She began to run wildly towards the location where the Refining Idiot King had landed, the distance was too far to pursue immediately, and she could only try to shorten the gap on the battlefield as much as possible.

It seems that the target has been lost.

It's something she's not good at, and it's not surprising that she can't do it, knowing that there is no one there at the distant landing point, but she still keeps running, like she doesn't want to admit that she made a mistake in judgment.

Because she firmly believes that as long as she doesn't stop...... Well, it's not that, she believes that as long as she's here, the enemy will definitely appear.

Originally, such an idea should be considered high-flying, but the problem is that she just believes in it, but she doesn't know what to do, no, she doesn't even think about how to do it, and further, maybe she doesn't think about it.

"You've been fooled!"

The Refining Idiot King just roared in his heart, and he also knew that there was no such thing as an idiot to sneak attack loudly, although many people seemed to do it.

His size is really overweight, and it is difficult to hide in the shadows to surprise attack, and he is not without this consciousness, so he chose a rock that naturally stands there as a cover, condescendingly, clenching his fists into a large heavy hammer, staring at the top of Ying Yegong's head and slamming down.

"Good time!"

Ying Ember Gong's reaction speed was extremely fast, and the "surprise attack" of the Refining Idiot King was too reluctant, so huge that it was almost like a landslide.

She raised her mace. Holding the end of the handle with one hand and the body part with the other, it is placed above the head to fend off attacks.

It's done!

The Refining Idiot King's heart danced wildly, and this was the result he wanted.

Roar.

Without a chance to confirm the situation, the Refining Idiot King immediately retreated with all his strength the moment he landed, and the punch that blasted out of the dust did not hit, and there might be a great danger in a second.

"Hahaha, your weapon is gone!"

Relying on the strength of his body, the King of Refining Idiots has the confidence not to fall behind in hand-to-hand combat, anyway, not being able to fight is the last word, and the war of attrition is what he is good at.

"Tsk, dodge."

Ying Ember glanced at the broken mace, and still pinched the broken handle in his hand, but did not let go.

It was even tighter.

"Hey, hey, now that the strength is equal, I've seen through your strength, you're very strong, the spell will be inexplicably strong, I don't know why, but it's been so long, your spell can't last, and there's no way to reuse it, so there's no way!"

The Refining Idiot King smiled and opened his hands with ten fingers, and he was able to complete the spell in an instant.

The battle plan he came up with is being smoothly implemented.