"It's been a long time, King—"

Before the word "twilight" at the end could be spoken, the hour-like Levatin had been waved to Yakumo Purple by his owner. The monster sage's false smile remained unchanged, and a gap suddenly opened in front of her to engulf the fire projectile derived from the magic sword, and Yakumo's voice came from behind the gap.

"What's the matter, little sister, don't you welcome big sister? Brother Wang Yu, take care of your children. ”

Wang Hao sighed helplessly.

"Don't pretend, Yakumo Murasaki. ”

He looked up at the countless eyes in the gap, and unlike Flandallus's disgusted look, the young man's face was expressionless, just a little tired.

"Although I don't know why you chose to make trouble at this time, I can't guess your mind anyway, so I simply don't guess. ”

Flandoro hovered to his left, and Wang slowly closed the red paper umbrella in his hand and cast a thoughtful glance at him. A sharp blade pierced the smooth tip of the umbrella and quickly stretched out, and as Ode to Joy gradually revealed its original appearance, the camouflage wrapped around its surface gradually shattered and withered, revealing the sword that looked like jade and steel.

The boy stretched out his iron-clad hand towards Yakumo, then clenched his fist hard, and his fingers collided with each other with a metallic explosion.

He was full of murderous intent, high spirits, and even hidden joy, but he lacked timidity and retreat.

"If you come, then you will fight. ”

The gap closed.

"Ah, I was told by the Enma, these flies are still trying to get their hands on my Gensokyo, and it looks like I need to find some time to clean the basement. But then again, Brother Wang, you have really grown a lot, the poor bereaved dog has now become a vicious dog, huhuhu~"

Yakumo Purple holds a fan in his left hand to cover his face, and a closed white parasol hangs from his right wrist. The girl's purple eyes were full of dim and unknown water, she seemed to be laughing, but she was full of malice, so that Wang Hao wanted to pierce the beautiful head with a sword.

So he did it.

Wang Hui stopped time with [Kagura: Instant Fanghua], and then walked up to Yakumo Purple with Flandoro in the stopped time, each of them slashed the body of the youkai sage with a thousand eight hundred blows, and finally stabbed Ode to Joy and Levatin into what should have been her head and heart, respectively, to unravel Kagura.

The cloud of Yakumo purple suddenly exploded like a boiled tomato, delicious and juicy, and the flesh was crispy and rotten.

It's a pity that even if he thinks on his knees, Wang Yu knows that the uncrowned king of Gensokyo will not be killed so easily, and the boy gives a mouthful of dragon breath to the rotten meat, and the blood-red flames that rolled in his throat several times enveloped Yakumo's wreckage with a curse that burned life, burning them all.

"Do you hate me so much, Wang Yu?"

A train sprinted out of the gap, and as the train approached, Wang Hui could see the look of surprise and disbelief on the human face inside. He shook his head indifferently, stopping Flandoro from trying to slash it off, and confronted the life-laden attack.

The wind set off by the steel beast blew away the young man's long hair, and at the moment when the train was about to arrive, a line suddenly unfolded in front of Wang Hao, and the space cracked like a mirror that had been smashed hard, silently devouring the train.

"I don't hate you, and I'm even grateful to you - if not for your calculations about me, like now. ”

"But I'm going to give it back to you, youkai sage. ”

"Do you hate me that much, Yakumo Murasaki?"

Wang Haoyun responded lightly, Flandrew was slightly puzzled, she couldn't figure out Wang Hao's at this moment, the heart that she had explored in the past was now covered with a thick fog, but it had nothing to do with the young man's subjective wishes, it was more like a secret that even he didn't know.

In the midst of the battle, Flandoro knew she couldn't be distracted, so she kept the question to herself and waited for the coming day.

“…… You've become weak, Wang. ”

Just as the train was about to disappear completely into the crack, a pure white umbrella with a sharp end stabbed Wang Hao's heart. Hiding in the back of the car, Yakumo was more professional than any assassin Wang had ever seen, and in fact, if it weren't for the boy's hunch roaring, he might have been able to dethrone this avatar with a single blow from the monster sage.

Snakes are ferocious, but only the head of a snake can bite its prey. The gun is like a swimming dragon, but only the tip of the gun has the power to kill. In the final analysis, the umbrella is not really a weapon to be used in combat, and Wang Wei only used his left hand to lock the harmless umbrella to resolve the crisis.

As a spellcaster-type youkai and warriors in hand-to-hand combat, you're really in charge, Sage.

Wang Yu looked indifferently at Yakumo Zi's eyes, which were still full of false smiles, he once thought that he would hate the hostile Yakumo Zi, but when the imaginary became a reality, he only felt helpless and bored.

He didn't have so much time and energy to entangle with a crazy woman who was dying old and didn't want to make progress, but she was the inevitable barrier on his way forward. If she could, Wang Hao also wanted to live in harmony with the monster sage and understand each other, but unfortunately the sage's frozen brain could not understand how dangerous the current situation was, and was full of anger at everything that would threaten her position.

What can Wang Yu do? Wang Yu is also desperate.

Then you can only understand each other.

I'm going to blow you up with the first punch of Obasan today!

"Nope. ”

The boy clenched his iron fists, regardless of whether the Ode to Joy in his hand risked hurting himself, gathered the strength of his whole body on his right hand, and then ......

"I've just gotten stronger. ”

Smash!

In that moment, the air was squeezed and viscous, and then solid as a wall. Wang's fists pierced through the frozen air, and his sense of time was stretched by the nerve signals that exploded with all his might, allowing him to see how the gap that Yakumo had used to protect himself was opened. First, a black line with a bow tied at both ends was formed out of thin air, and then this black line suddenly opened to form a crack that looked like an erected eye, and countless of the real eyeballs trembled strangely as if they were nervous, and they focused their inorganic gaze on the boy, ready to devour his fist and sword in the next second.

However, Wang Hao's soul roared in the near-cessation of time.

[Shut it for me!]

Like a courtier bearing the wrath of a king, the gap was hastily closed and disappeared.

There is no obstacle in front of the fist.

"Poof"

It was the sound of Yakumo's eyeballs and brains being squeezed and popping under the huge pressure.

"Strong enough to have a room for mercy. ”