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Chapter 343 Fighting the Ghost Rider (Third)

Perhaps it was Michael's actions that made Ghost Rider feel that he was underestimated. The flame on the skull burst out suddenly, and the flame seemed to suddenly rise a few inches higher.Ghost Rider roared vaguely from the depths of his throat, and the black shadow rushed forward.He raised his right fist, and the moment the fist was struck, it was also wrapped in an inextinguishable flame.The raging fire turned into light visible to the naked eye and surrounded his fist. When he punched out, the raging flames shot out a long and narrow arc, driving the scorching air towards the "V"-shaped eyepiece on Michael's armored face.

boom! ! !
Like the bang of high explosives being detonated, the flames exploded.The thick dust was engulfed by the scorching hot air, and quickly exploded along the passage and the cracks in the wall.

A long black line shot out from the air wave, and the black afterimage shot out from the dust curtain in the prison, with a piercing hiss, leaving traces of flames in the air.The Ghost Rider was blasted out of the prison wall, flew across the entire open space, bounced twice in the open space like a stone in water, and finally shot into the outer wall of the prison with a bang.He smashed a huge dent in the thick wall.

The black battle armor broke through the thick dust, and Michael stepped out of the prison smoothly, walking towards the direction of the ghost rider step by step.The Ghost Rider was embedded in the wall with his arms outstretched, and he shook his head and jumped back to the ground after a while. The flames on the skull seemed to be slightly dimmed.

But it was only for a moment.Soon Ghost Rider's flames erupted again, seeming to be even more dazzling than before.

"You are guilty!!!"

The Ghost Rider roared loudly, kicked his feet, and the air flow from the soles of his feet exploded, causing the ground to explode and the gravel to splatter.He rushed to Michael like a burning black snake, and punched again.Michael stood still, punched twice in a row, followed by five fingers, and held the opponent's fist into his palm.

"Guilty? Maybe." Michael said calmly, "but it's not your turn—or your master—to judge."

With a wrong arm, he pushed Ghost Rider's fist aside, raised his left palm to block another fist that Ghost Rider was chasing, and opened his right palm almost at the same time, blasting the ghost with a pulse bombardment. Belly of the Spirit Knight.The pulse light cannon of the God's Domain Armor contains powerful divine power, which even the Ghost Rider can't help but feel a little overwhelmed.The huge impact made him stagger again and again, but he finally stopped.But Michael turned around and kicked him in the heart with a roundabout kick.Ghost Rider raised his arms dully, and the powerful legs of his armor sent him flying, but this time he flew directly through the wall.

Michael walked out slowly in the direction he flew out.He walked slowly to the edge of the huge pit that was smashed by the body of the ghost rider, and looked down, only to find that there was already nothing inside.

The low sound of the roar of the engine came from not far away.

Michael turned his head sideways and saw the fiery headlights glowing from the darkness like will-o'-the-wisps.The pitch-black chariot tires were burning with flames, and the flames of hell were also burning on the front hood of the car.The light from the headlights was like the gaze of a demon, locked on Michael with scorching heat.

Ghost Rider sat in the driver's seat of the chariot, holding the steering wheel with both hands, staring at Michael through the windshield as if he was about to kill, and the idling engine let out a low roar like a demonstration.

The chariot rushed out like a bull in a bullring.The four tires dragged the flames on the ground, and the flames from the front of the car fluttered in the wind.

The astonishingly fast speed per hour is a super high speed that no car in the world can ever reach, and it is a speed that can only be given by the power of the devil!It galloped to Michael in an instant like a wild beast, and the expanding flames were like fangs, biting towards him violently!

The flames pierced through the body of the armor, and the chariot smashed through the afterimage—it was just a phantom.Ghost Rider captured a fleeting image from the mirror, he slammed on the brakes, the steering wheel was killed, the body dragged out a long arc of flames in an almost impossible arc, turned around, accelerated again towards the armor behind him rush away.

The suffocating speed, and the sweltering fire.When the chariot of hell rushed towards you, it was surrounded by a mountain-like aura, and that aura seemed to transform into a phantom of a demon covering the sky on the roof of the chariot. The shadow completely envelops the opponent, making it seem inevitable.

Of course, that is for most people.

Michael stood calmly on the spot, with one right palm, a pitch-black epee spit out from the golden magic circle, and the moment the sword edge penetrated the ground, it felt like a heavy hammer fell.Cracks spread on the concrete floor, and the entire site sank with a bang.

In the blink of an eye, the flaming chariot rushed in front of him.Michael stepped aside, his body was slightly short, and he swung the epee horizontally with one hand.The golden light filled the sword body along his arm, and the majestic divine power enveloped the epee.The moment the epee and the chariot collided, roars erupted at the same time, and the entire chariot in the sprint turned over to the ground under divine power!Long sword marks were cut on the right side of the chariot, and red gold flames overflowed from the crack.The car body landed on the left side, sprinting unabated under the action of inertia, violently dragging sparks more than ten meters long on the ground, until the whole car crashed into the bottom of a building, and exploded a large ball of flames .

But it's not over yet!The burning figure flew out of the flames, and the ghost knight held a steel pipe high in his hand, and the pipe was wrapped in red gold flames!
That's one of Ghost Rider's special abilities, the ability to transfer his own flames to anything he touches as a weapon.That is not an ordinary fire, it is the eternal fire of hell, the wounds burned by hell fire cannot be healed by any means, even the soul will be burned.In the worst case, even existence may be wiped out.

But the fire of hell. It's not a very rare thing.

Michael is still standing there, but instead of holding a sword with one hand, he holds a sword with two.Layers of blue light wrapped around the body of the epee, and a domineering force field surged out, causing broken stones to splash.He swung his epee, and the blade swung towards the burning steel pipe.
All the glass along the street shattered in an instant, and the blue light and the air waves surrounded by flames swept across the ground.A shadow flew upside down from the center of the explosion, and the flame-extinguished steel pipe was broken into seven or eight pieces, falling to the ground with ping-pong-pong.

Michael put away the heavy sword and walked slowly to the place where the Ghost Rider landed. When he looked down, the burning skeleton had disappeared.

The transformation is canceled.

"Mr. Reyes." Michael spoke in a calm tone, as if the other party was not a guy who had just fought him to the death, "It's the first time we meet, maybe we can talk a little bit."

(End of this chapter)