Wearing the rough mask that the perfect maid chief took from Xianglin Hall as a gift, with Wang Yu as the center of the circle, something invisible seemed to be generated in the air, changing the direction of the light, refracting a faint transparent spherical force field.

Under the further manipulation of the young man, the sphere, which was originally more than one meter in diameter, gradually compressed and solidified, changing its shape, and fitting to Wang Hao's body, as if wearing a set of invisible force field armor.

The ruddy complexion quickly turned pale, the skin of the white bones was in full swing, and the dead and silent dry bone color spread, turning Wang Yu at this moment into a complete undead.

"It's rude, Miss Red Misuzu. ”

A stiff voice that seemed a little muffled under the mask made the girl's expression serious.

"Let's come down and learn the power of Mr. Wang Yu. ”

Standing open integrates the classic boxing techniques of the Celestial Empire such as Baji, Taiji, and Taizu Changquan, which belongs to the starting style of Hong Meiling alone, and the red haired girl's green eyes are as hot as flames, and the fire of excitement and anticipation is ignited, and her eyes are burning at Wang Hao.

The so-called warrior is to move forward and not be afraid of challenges.

Even though she usually fishes in troubled waters, she has hardly had any conflicts with people, but the real red beauty is not as gentle and harmless as it seems.

Enjoy the battle, look forward to the battle, understand the battle, and eventually surpass the battle and become an invincible Valkyrie.

This is Hong Misuzu, even if she is not walking in Gensokyo as a martial god now, she is still the wild warrior in her bones, and she has never changed.

Come on, how much trouble can you bring me? Let me see, Mr. Wang!

Reading the meaning of the emerald green eyes, a stiff and hideous smile was silently ripped open under the mask, and the eyes instantly turned into blood-like scarlet The young man suddenly rushed forward, his left hand protected the weakness of his chest and abdomen, and the five fingers of the deceased's right arm, who belonged to the pale lord, rose like a knife, and smashed the girl's face door.

A slight tilt of his head turned the young man's murderous move into a harmless breeze, and the straight fist of his right hand, which had been gaining momentum for a long time, slammed into Wang Hao's abdomen, but was blocked by the pale claws. The emerald green and scarlet eyes instantly intertwined, and Red Misuzu also read the meaning in the boy's eyes.

He was smirking and saying, "As you wish."

A long and narrow wound was silently cracked on the pale left hand, the scarlet blood turned into a thin and sharp blade and suddenly stabbed out, close to the back of the young man's hand at zero distance, Hong Miling's right fist was cut open with a slender wound under surprise, and he lowered his head to avoid the hideous right hand that the young man split back, and the quickly retreating Red Misuzu looked at the injury he had received in disbelief, pinched his right fist, and felt the pain of the severed finger muscles, and the girl's face suddenly bloomed with a smile full of war intent.

In the instant battle just now, it turned out to be Wang Yu who had the upper hand.

Although there are reasons for not knowing the strength of the boy.,But victory and defeat are victory and defeat.,Girls who are used to seeing fights won't use this as an excuse.。

"It's funny, I didn't expect it to hurt me"

Muttering in a voice that only she could hear, the girl suddenly clenched her right fist, and the air in her palm was crushed by a huge force, making an explosive sound. The tiny wound healed quickly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Then let's fight!"

Bai Nen's legs stepped on the ground, causing the stone bricks that had been reinforced by magic to crack a few marks, and just by relying on pure physical strength, he tore apart the buried magic array, and Hong Misuzu's body turned into a dark green streamer, stirring up a turbulent current in the air, and pounced on it like a hungry tiger pounced!

Ma Bu stood in place, his right hand retracted his waist, and the young man in front of his left hand was like a great enemy, and in an instant, he urged the skin of white bones and the armor of the mage to the extreme, and punched out at the attacking girl!

The punch that shattered the air and made a sound like a cannonball was easily picked up by the girl who was shrouded in colorful light, and in Wang Hui's unbelievable sight, the girl's white left hand tightly grasped the punch that gathered Wang Hui's whole body strength, and smiled at the young man's sunshine in the air.

Let me tell you, you're still far from it!

Imprisoning the boy's actions, Hong Meiling condescendingly smashed her elbow, and the tip of her hard elbow was like a siege hammer under the impetus of the colorful light, smashing the boy's double-defended head.

The tremendous power of the mage's armor was nothing, and after being weakened by the skin of the bones, it still stirred up half of Wang Hao's brain and turned it into a puddle of useless tofu flowers.

Fortunately, as an undead creature, the boy doesn't need his brain as a tool for thinking, otherwise with just this blow, Wang Yu would have been defeated!

"Huh"

Stimulated by the severe pain, the sinister smile under Wang Hao's mask almost tore the corners of his mouth, and the scarlet color in his pupils was even better, almost dyeing his entire eyeball bright red!

Without any scruples about being held in his right hand, countless scars suddenly cracked on the boy's left hand, and the scarlet blood turned into a blade that was stronger than gold and iron and swung straight towards the girl!

Abandoning those useless defenses, relying on the beastly instinct to minimize the damage he received, the boy slashed at the red Misuzu with his left claw, which was like a knife blade stacked and more than doubled in size, and opened several white wounds on the girl's abdomen, but not a drop of blood flowed.

The blood in it was all drained by Wang Yu at the moment of contact.

Wielding his left claw, which was even more messy and dangerous than before, Wang Yu slashed it at the left hand that held her right fist in a vain attempt to break free from the girl's grasp.

The scarlet claws were shattered by the right fist that shone with colorful light, and the broken blade fell to the ground with a tiny "clanging" sound, and immediately turned into ordinary blood flowing.

Stimulated by another defeat, Wang Yu abandoned his brain's thinking, and after discovering that rational calculations had no effect on the battle-hardened girl, he handed over all the movements of his body to the most trusted intuition, and fought with the girl several times in an instant!

As a rare melee in Gensokyo, and with a face that is extremely similar to the old man, and the strength that can hurt himself until now, all this that Wang Yu has made the soul of a warrior who had been sleeping in Hong Misuzu's body for a long time begin to wake up, and her blood began to boil, and in a trance, Hong Misuzu seemed to be back to the old days.

From the beginning of fighting for survival, and then taking the initiative to find a strong person to fight, swinging punches and blocking, hurting and being hurt, the days of being a martial god in the past rolled out from the depths of memory again, the smile on Hong Misuzu's face gradually became hideous, and the colorful light became more and more dazzling, from the perspective of the Qiyao magician, Hong Misuzu is like a colorful sun at this moment!

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