Well, Wang Hao knew that he couldn't expect an old woman who had been out of touch with the times for nearly a thousand years to understand what the laughter of the fire was about, but even the Holy White Lotus didn't think that this sword was really called that.

Wang Yu smiled, he raised the spear and sword to the same height as his shoulder, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the Holy White Lotus. The demon's left hand raised his two fingers and stroked the spine of the sword, and his expression gradually turned cold.

"No kidding. Although its name is not the joy of fire, it does have fire and it does have joy. ”

"It's called Ode-to-Joy. ”

At the moment when the true name of Ode to Joy was chanted, Wang Yu disappeared from everyone's eyes.

And the Holy White Lotus flew out upside down.

The saint adjusted her stance in midair, knowing that this was a reminder from the demon that Wang Yu was not an opponent she could have compassion for. If the Holy White Lotus with such a slash in his hand is the Holy White Lotus who is really ready to fight, then Wang Yu, who has all the gauntlets and long swords, is also the Wang Yu who has finally become serious.

Wang Yu revealed his figure in the original position of the Holy White Lotus, and at this moment he returned to the appearance of a young man in black. In fact, the power that Wang Hao possessed so far was too complicated for any youkai, but the benefit of this was that he had a way to deal with any enemy he faced.

For example, now, the Half-Dragon Demon's stance allows him to gain more advantages in the clash of powers, but for the saint, it only means a greater goal.

When competing skills, it is most convenient to still be in human form.

This is also the reason why the demons in Gensokyo generally use human forms against enemies.

The saint and the demon ran against each other, and they fought again. He uses thunder as his bones, flames as blades, branches of the World Tree as handles, meteors and oaths restrain into its form, and the rope of entanglement fills the core of the weapon, and finally its entire body is plated with destruction, so that it brings the fruits of victory.

The song of joy of Ragnarok is played, hence the name Ode to Joy.

It was a weapon that belonged only to him after he completely deconstructed the Nordic artifacts such as Gangenir, Levatin, and Gleipnir and assembled them with their concepts.

If I slashed and fought with Ode to Joy I don't know how many times, neither side could help anyone. Although there is a difference in the strength of the weapon, it is not to the level that can determine the outcome of the battle, and the sword skills of the two sides are even more half-hearted, even if anyone can occasionally break through the defense and effectively attack the enemy, it will only leave a wound on the body of the Holy White Lotus. It looks like if no one has used more hole cards, the battle will only remain deadlocked.

So Wang Yu quickly pulled back, he raised his hand symbolically to shoot at the place where it should have been an ode to joy, and dubbed it himself.

“Co-Chin！”

The flames that had wrapped around the blade of Ode to Joy quickly faded, replaced by pitch-black frost, and only the thunder remained. Wang Yu clenched the spear and sword in his hand and swung it at the Holy White Lotus--

“Taddle-Critical-Finish！”

The black ice seemed to freeze everything in its path, creating a path to the saint out of thin air. However, the Holy White Lotus, who was trapped in the black ice, could not break free, and could only watch Wang Hao slide from the ice road to him with a happy expression.

"Kill!Ascend the Dragon Sword!""One Sword, Two Cuts, Ruyi Divine Sword!", "Trinity, Star Dragon Slash!"

The young man shouted with a smile of interest and the names of the moves that had nothing to do with the attack he had made, and at the same time slashed the Ode to Joy with the energy phantom shrouded in the outer side of the sword body towards the Holy White Lotus. The immobile saint naturally ate all these injuries.

It wasn't until the last sword fell, and the Ode to Joy, which switched back to the form of the World-Destroying Demon Flame, came into contact with the Holy White Lotus, causing a completely unscientific explosion, that Wang Yu stopped attacking.

But Flandrew, who was looking at him from afar, vaguely felt that the young man seemed to be in a very bad mood.

"Well, let's get here today. ”

"Farewell, abbot. ”

Wang Yu nodded to the slightly embarrassed but fine Holy White Lotus, and then beckoned Flandrolu in the distance, and left here without looking back.

It's not that he hates the saint to the point where he refuses to even let go of treatment, it's just that in this seemingly victorious situation, the care given by the victor is often more sarcastic. There are few virtues in the thinking of the monsters, except for a few specific monsters, gentleness, courtesy, frugality, benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith are all incomprehensible to the monsters. No matter what he used to be, the current Wang Yu is a monster, and the monster naturally has to take into account the monster's thoughts.

The cats and mice ghosts all came to the side of the Holy White Lotus, and Nazling and Yinmaru Xing were full of wariness and fear for Wang Yu, but they faintly showed a look of relief after seeing the Holy White Lotus covered in bruises. And because Wang Yu not only indirectly destroyed the holy boat, but also caused the Holy White Lotus to suffer, the captain's impression of the young man plummeted, and while holding the saint, she glanced at the young man's back several times.

Surrounded by demons, the Holy White Lotus folded her hands, she was actually fine, and there was no need for even cultivation. Acharya lowered her eyes, and bowed her head slightly, intentionally or unintentionally, in the direction where the two vampires were gone.

"I have received your prayers. ”

"Peace be upon you, Lord Wang. ”

The saint's heart was filled with compassion for Wang Yu.

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Contrary to the posture of Yuzai when they came, Wang Yu and Flandoro flew rapidly, as if there were evil spirits chasing after them.

"Big brother, you seem to be in a bad mood. ”

"Well, sort of. ”

The young man holding the red umbrella was like water, but he still lowered his head and kissed the face of the little girl in his arms, trying to comfort her.

It's just that everyone understands that it's useless, Wang Hao's mood is unreservedly reflected in Flandrolu's heart through Glepnier, who connects the souls of the two, the little girl patted Wang Hao's chest, and she said with a flat expression:

"If you can't escape, then don't run away. ”

"I'm still with you, Wang Yu. If that's your fate, at least let's face it together. ”

"Don't forget what you promised me. ”

The boy's frown was relieved, and he laughed fearlessly, hugging Flandore in his arms.

"yes, you're right. ”

He stopped flying and stared indifferently at the familiar beauty in front of him.

"It's been a long time, Sage-sage. ”

Yakumo Shishi blocked his path.