Bai Yulou's family seemed to have been prepared, and they had already kept a distance from the place where the battle was about to take place before Sui Na was noticing...... Hey, that's you. The www.biquge.info lady of the Xixing Temple over there, don't put on a good show of not knowing the truth, hey!

"Excuse me...... Fighting without saying a word, is it the custom in this fantasy country?"

In the face of the constant gaps, Sui Naqiang smiled.

"Reluctantly," the folding fan unfolded in Purple's hand hid her smile, "So, am I attacking it, or is it Mr. Suina, and you are attacking it?"

"Then I'll attack it. Sui Na's standing up was obviously sluggish and sluggish as an ordinary person, and he lifted the black frame, "I just hope that Lord Zi can do ......it."

Lighter?

Yakumo Purple's smiling eyes seemed to see through everything: "Very good, I'll start heavier." ”

In order to test out the overloaded body, Purple deliberately did not use spell cards.

And in the face of a human who can't use spell cards and doesn't know how to rub bullets, Yakumo doesn't think that Nian Na can see the true effect of its overload from his spell cards.

One by one, they appeared out of thin air behind the youkai sage, and their forms were like open eyes. The eyes decorated with bows always have a taste of irony in the eyes of Suina.

And there are countless eyes and ...... in the "eyes" Endless darkness. Under the gaze of countless eyes, he was indifferently dragged into the darkness, which made Sui Na feel a little commonplace.

Rather, if he loses, he will probably be pulled into the gap, right?

"Declare in advance, I won't accept admitting defeat this time~" The relaxed tone reflects the surplus of the strong.

On the other hand, Sui Na was very helpless: "If that's the case, then I'll try my best to respond to your hopes." ”

The boy who said this began to run, as if he literally attacked "come here".

The fighting nerves are unexpectedly good.

It's just that the speed at which he runs is not worth it at all in the eyes of ordinary people.

No man has ever seen a light that runs as slowly as a tortoise, and no one has ever seen a guy as fast as him.

This speed is even staggering to the Yume, who is known as "the fastest in Gensokyoshi": "Yuyuko-sama, if this is a real battle, that Suina-sama can really get close to Purple-sama...... No, should I say that it is an ordinary human body?"

"Well, who knows. The owner of the demon dream reciprocated with a lazy attitude.

At the same time as Sui Na ran towards Purple, the gap between the Youkai Sage was like a Makqin machine gun, firing countless props at Sui Na who was in a moving state.

Nian Na didn't try to defend against these "flying things".

Dodge, this choice is the most natural thing for him.

The boy dodged the objects thrown out of the gap as he ran, scanning the props that were embedded deep in the ground. Although there are many kinds of those things, they are also very painful to hit humans.

………… Wait, why are there firewood knives and traffic signs inside!?

These things are smashed on people, no matter how you think about it, they will kill people!

Suina, who had no time to take care of such small details, slowly advanced his position in the infinite rain of props.

Wheezing became more and more rapid.

The leg muscles are sore.

The stomach is moaning and wailing.

Even if the vision is not blurry, it may be soon.

Nian's mind was clear, so clear that he was afraid of it. Sui Na knew very well that he was losing his running strength unhurriedly in just ten minutes. At the beginning of the battle, he can still use running to dodge, but soon he can only rely on sideways to dodge props.

Muscle strength, physical strength, and physical fitness are not generally described, and the only thing that can be described is the word "poor". Yakumo Purple quickly sensed the weakness of the overloaded body, but still hasn't tried to find out the body of the overload.

Bad is bad. Sui Na has already worked hard to fight, and this is still visible in purple.

Even though he didn't even touch a single strand of his opponent's hair.

However, even so, Nian Na is still holding on. He's still fighting.

The engines in his legs were heating up, hot as magma tumbling, ready to tumble and explode at any moment.

It's okay, just bother. As long as it's advancing, it's fine.

The gasoline in his veins was sublimating, sublimating into gas, drifting away to a place where he could never be recovered.

It's okay, just bother. As long as it's advancing, it's fine.

The parts of his skeleton are cracking, and the cracks can turn into domino collapse at any moment.

It's okay, just bother. As long as it's advancing, it's fine.

Overload has been exerting two hundred percent of its energy to fight.

Therefore, breathing, muscles, stomach acid, and sight are all left alone. He didn't care about it, because he was always overdrawing himself.

I'm going to respond, and his actions are entirely in response to that.

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