Turner put down the fire shovel and sat next to the crematorium, carefully touching the side of his neck. Although the wound was burned, it was still painful, and the wound on the shoulder blade was torn deeper because of the fierce swing of the fire shovel.
Thanks to the strange pieces of armor that the master gave him, otherwise, the two attacks of Ashin, no matter which one they were, would be enough to completely end him.
Turner's mind, which is rarely used for thinking, recalled in his long life, when was the last time someone was hit with such a serious fatal injury
But he immediately stopped thinking, because he found that although Ashin was lying limply in the fire, he was churning with more violent murderous intent, and staring at him with fierce and fierce eyes!
The terrible power, the power surging in the blood, is spreading through Ashin's heartbeat all over his already drained body!
Turner also had a very strong illusion that was as realistic as Pella. He saw a black giant lion in the flames, exuding incomparable madness and brutality, ready to fight!
Turner's clumsy thinking simply couldn't understand why he saw this kind of picture that didn't actually exist. He felt fear for the first time in his life. This emotion that he felt for the first time made him strange. He didn't even know what it meant. Only the instinct of alarming in his mind was telling him: Danger, run away!
But Turner has never escaped. He has always unilaterally crushed the poor people who came into his sight, so that he has developed a habit during his years of causing tragedies and atrocities: except for Pella and his sons. In addition, any moving things that come into view must be killed!
Turner grabbed the fire shovel and stabbed it with a mighty thunder. Ashin gritted his teeth and strove to escape. The head of the shovel drew sparks in the interior of the crematorium.
At the same moment, the armor on Turner's body suddenly changed, and after a sound like being hit by countless hammers, small cracks appeared!
Turner took a few steps back as if he was hit by something invisible. He shook his head dizzy, and suddenly remembered in his chaotic mind when the master gave him the crematorium and armor. Warning: "This armor is connected to the crematorium by magic. After you wear the armor, no damage can kill you, but if the crematorium is damaged, the magic of the armor will gradually become invalid, and It will also bring you backlash, and then you may be killed!"
Turner remembered that the crematorium was the source of magical power for the armor, and the thing he couldn't attack the most in this world. He originally wanted to cook Ashin in a crematorium, but he didn't expect this to become Ashin's shelter. He couldn't attack rashly, so he had to stare at Ashin with cold eyes.
Ashin naturally noticed the changes before and after Turner. He looked at the hot red armor on Turner's body, and thought about Turner's reaction after the fire shovel hit the crematorium, and then inferred some clues from it. : (Why are there cracks on his armor? Why didn't he attack? It seems that he dare not break the crematorium, so as long as I hide here, it is safe.)
Turner was like a cat guarding at the mouth of a mouse hole, squinting across the fire shovel and staring at Ashin inside. Once the fire in the crematorium forced Ashin out, he immediately swiped the fire shovel and smashed him into flesh!
One was waiting outside, and the other was scorched by flames inside. The hot wind swept through their tense confrontation space and was robbed of the temperature. Only the roar of flames burning on the bones lingered in the air.
(If this stalemate continues, sooner or later I will turn into char siu pork...)
Ashin’s body has been fused with the Heart Source Fire of the Five Elements Taoist priests, so the ability to resist fire is extraordinary, but after all, it is not completely immune like the Heart Source Fire was still in the body, so it is very high that he has been in such a high temperature environment. dangerous.
A Xin squinted his eyes and looked at Turner, who was throwing a rat trap, and suddenly thought of something: (Huh? Why am I so stupid, if he dare not break it...) He took out the magic pattern claws from his arms and compared it to the cremator. The wall is still thick inside the bore.
"Crack!"
The magic pattern claws tore the thick iron plate of the crematorium, and at the same time Turner's body made a crisp sound, and the cracks on the armor became more and deeper!
"So that's it!" Upon seeing this, Axin immediately wreaks havoc in the crematorium with witch horns and magic pattern claws.
Turner's giant shook backwards, and the sound of armor gradually collapsing. He cheered up from the painful beating and reached out into the crematorium to get Ashin out, but Ashin climbed on the spikes in the crematorium and flipped forward and backward flexibly, using witch horns and magic patterns from time to time. The claw shot back.
Turner's arms were smashed to blood by the power of the pure-blooded real ghosts. He finally gave up on catching A Xin, retreated for a certain distance, and then assumed a posture ready to collide with the incinerator.
A Xin was startled when he saw Turner's posture: "Damn! How come this trick?!" The magic claws in his hand fluttered in panic.
This crazy demon wanted to rush into the crematorium with all his strength, and then filled the interior of the crematorium with his huge body, and crushed Axin, who had nowhere to escape, into it like a dough!
Axin waved his magic-patterned claws madly in the crematorium. Turner ran with all his strength in spite of the pain of shattering armor. The blood vessels on his calf jumped suddenly, and the gold, silver and bone slag on the ground followed each of his feet. One up and down bursts behind you!
Seeing Turner rushing forward, Ashin’s anxious face suddenly changed to Weihui’s smile: "I’m waiting for you!" He kicked behind him, cutting his claws into the inner chamber with magical claws. Okay, a whole iron plate kicked off, and then quickly jumped out of the big hole opened behind the crematorium.
At the same time that Ashin cut the crematorium, the armor on Turner began to fall apart. He saw Ashin escape, but he was too late to crash into the crematorium, his huge body was pierced by spikes!
The crematorium shook because of Turner's huge rock-like impact. Ashin looked in from the big hole that was broken in the crematorium, but he saw Turner's hand out of the hole unpreparedly and grabbed him!
Although Ashin regained his combat power with inexplicable power, if he was caught by Turner's giant palm, he would only end up being pinched dry like a sponge!
"Wow!!" Axin ducked sideways like a rabbit to avoid Turner's fatal grasp, hooked his wrist and armor with magic pattern claws and pulled back fiercely!
"Shit!"
The armor on Turner's wrist was torn off by Ashin like a shrimp, exposing the pink muscle underneath that was covered with burns.
Turner snorted and quickly retracted his arm from the big hole. Ashin then saw through the hole: Turner's weird armor fell off his body quickly like melted butter!
"Even ordinary metals won't be melted so quickly, right? Sure enough, his armor has a magical connection with this crematorium!" After confirming that this was Turner's weakness, Ashin used magic pattern claws and witches. The horns slashed at the crematorium.
The crematorium was severely damaged. Although Turner still maintained a terrible silence, from his fierce aura and crazily convulsive muscles, it can be known that he is now suffering from the destruction of the crematorium. The intense pain that came.
Turner endured the pain of tearing, supporting his body with both hands and breaking away from the spikes, and escaped before all the armor was completely peeled off by the mysterious effect of the flames of the crematorium.
Then he picked up the fire shovel from the ground, bypassed the crematorium and aimed at Ashin, which was a blow to the mountain!
Ashin didn't dare to care about Turner. Even without the armor that could heal fatal injuries, Turner was still a terrifying warrior. He jumped onto the crematorium at the moment Turner launched the attack, and threw a small piece of crematorium fragments that he picked up easily at Turner.
"clang!"
Turner's fire shovel flicked and knocked the flying debris, and at the same time smashed it at Ashin with more violent force.
Ashin smiled again at Weihui: "It's really stupid than me!" While smiling, he jumped away with lightning.
"Ah!!!" Turner finally spit out for the first time. He lost his mind under the torment of severe pain. He had only the only idea of smashing Asin in his heart, but he forgot the most important thing-the burning of the corpse at the feet of Asin. furnace!
But realizing it was too late, Turner couldn't take back his full blow, and Shen Xiong's fierce fire shovel slammed on the crematorium! !
The crematorium suddenly collapsed and shattered under Turner's smashing of stones and gold!
Who could have imagined that this crematorium that has never been extinguished in the legend, this evil weapon that has devoured countless lives, was actually destroyed by its owner himself in the end!
This kind of ending is like a script full of ridicule by the gods.
Turner let out a heavy and painful gasp and fell to the ground. His red and shiny helmet shattered, revealing the bloody head underneath. The last few pieces of armor hung on his body exploded violently against the flesh and blood. The red wine spurted out like crazy spilling at the carnival banquet.
The crazy demon who killed countless people never expected: He who has been invincible in this forest during his life, guarding the gate of the black market of gods and ghosts for thousands of years, will have such a miserable day? ! And... the incinerator given by the master... was still under the guidance of this cunning little thing... was destroyed by himself!
Turner struggled to grab the fire shovel and stand up, trying to kill this despicable little thing-and this is actually his last bit of sanity!
But Ashin did not leave Turner any chance to regroup. He threw witch horns and magic pattern claws on Turner's chest and shouted, "I don't have time to play with you here! I have more. Important things must be done!!" His whole body hit Turner's throat, and the magic pattern claws aimed at Turner's Adam's apple and slammed past it from bottom to top.
"Puff!"
Turner's throat was cut open, and the hot blood sprayed Ashin to his face!
Ashin was stimulated by the smell of blood to the terrible violent craziness in his blood. With a roar, he turned over and pierced Turner's heart, and Wu Niu's horns fell deeply into Turner's heart!
The mad demon shuddered and fell down suddenly, his bulging eyes shot out the color of death, and then he quickly sank in his eye sockets. His two hands seemed to be about to pat the dust off his body, and he stretched out trembling to catch Ashin who was jabbing him frantically, but in the end he fell feebly... (End of this chapter)