Above the sunflower field, the breeze blows the sunflowers, which are taller than people, causing bursts of golden ripples.

This is a beautiful beauty that belongs to nature alone, and it is also a domain that belongs to the lord of flowers in all seasons.

Above such a warm field of flowers, a pitch-black gap suddenly opened, leaving a rolling ball, a jade-like figure.

"Oops!"

Yakumo Hazy fell down from the sky rapidly, originally with Yakumo's strength, no matter how high the space was, it would not have any effect on him, but Yakumo Zi's habit of pitting him every day had not changed.

The strong man with power will be killed by falling, that is also the only big news, Yakumo Hao dares to bet five cents, if he falls to his death, the monster sage who has ruined a certain section of his own discipline will only take his own tea and drink it while reading the newspaper, uh, it seems that there is no newspaper in this era?

"Time back!"

Yakumo Hao had no choice but to use his time power to fight against the power of the "realm" that had already entered the realm of rules in half a step, because that damn sage had added a "realm of light and heavy" to himself!

By returning to his own time, he barely managed to control the weight of his body.

After all, Yakumo Zi has never been serious, otherwise in the face of the concept of quasi-eighth-level rules, let alone him, even a big monster will have to kneel.

"The old woman!"

Yakumo pinched his fingers and looked at the sunflower that had been blown up by himself.

"A sunflower bigger than a washbasin?"

Yakumo put his hands in his pockets, and a few drops of cold sweat broke out on his head.

I have to say that the notoriety of Kazami Yuka among many youkai is still quite effective.

It's like Yakumo now, but I have a creepy feeling just when I see myself knocking down a sunflower.

"What! Brother Flower! No, Sister Hua, I didn't mean to! ”

Yakumo came to Sunflower, who was overwhelmed by him, and reached out to help her up.

"Rub!"

"Rub! I really didn't mean to! Yakumo looked at the top half of the sunflower in his hand with a sad face.

It's broken, it's over!

Yakumo looked at the sunflower in his hand with self-abandonment, and suddenly became vicious, took out a handful of melon seeds from the stamen of the sunflower and ate it.

"It's all poured anyway, it's just waste utilization." Yakumo Hao tasted it, and his eyes lit up, "It's worthy of the sunflower with the fragrance of the wind, it's so delicious!" ”

"You're comfortable eating, aren't you?"

A hand appeared from behind and took a handful of melon seeds from Yakumo's body.

"Uh-huh!"

Wait a minute!

The melon seeds in Yakumo's hand fell to the ground, and when he turned around, he saw the smiling face of Kazami Yuka.

But what's the black gas behind you?

It's almost condensed into substance, hey!

"The little guy is not timid!" Feng saw Yuxiang waved his fist, "Dare to come to the Sun Flower Field to make trouble!" ”

Bang!

"It's too weak!" A direct straight punch made Yakumo's face have a few more blood marks, and his nose was broken, hey!

"I thought you could punch a few more punches!" Kazami Yuka erupted with a huge demonic power, and the sense of oppression alone made Yakumo hazy have the illusion of being out of breath.

Without any fixed rules, Yakumo's skill has simply become a joke, and you can't even see the trajectory of the opponent's fist, so what's the use of the skill?

More power than you, more demonic power than you, faster speed than you!

If Yakumo Murasaki's use of the "realm" has already been superb, and it belongs to the pinnacle of "technique", then Kazami Yuka's attack method is the ultimate of "power"!

Even though Yakumo discovered that the other party had extremely high "life" powers, the other party had never used it!

Yakumo didn't feel any trace of the rules from her fist, and this is the most terrifying part!

Because the physical body alone broke the concept of "time" attached to Yakumo, it only shows that the other party has also mastered the simplest and most difficult rules of "power"!

It is said to be simple because the rules of "force" do not need to be comprehended, and there is no need for even a higher concept, because "force" is the sublimation of quantity, and if one does not work, two copies will be used, and one force to break ten thousand methods is the core concept of the rule of "force".

"Take my punch!"

At this time, Yakumo Hazy is undoubtedly in an absolute weakness, but the blood all over his body is boiling, compared to the conceptual duel with Yakumo Purple, the pleasure of punching to the flesh is incomparable.

Hawkers! After all, it's a cute girl.

If it's a man, let's solve the problem remotely!

A quick punch hit Yuuka's arm, and the next moment it was mercilessly shaken away.

With a sweep of the parasol in his hand, Yakumo suddenly felt a surge of power, and his whole body flew straight out as if he had been hit by an elephant, and smashed into the sunflower.

Bang!

"I'll go!" Yakumo touched his dizzy head and looked at the undamaged sunflower in front of him.

"It's so hard! How did I break the sunflower just now? ”

"It's stupid!"

The corners of Yuxiang's mouth twitched, and when he raised his hand, it was a magic cannon that completely emptied dozens of meters around Yakumo, interrupting his thinking by the way.

"How did you survive? There is the strength of a low-level monster, but the combat power is not even comparable to that of a monster! ”

"Do you think that only strength is the rule of "strength"?!" Yuka jumped suddenly, raised her foot and stepped towards Yakumo, and between the emergency dodges, Yakumo didn't forget to glance at the bottom of the other party's skirt.

The green sunflowers, do they still look very childish in terms of fragrance?

"Is it pretty?" Yuka laughed wildly and grabbed Yakumo's body and pressed it hard into the ground.

"Ahh Yakumo screamed in pain. The torn clothes fell apart, revealing a little white and tender skin, like a weak woman attacked by a pervert.

In fact, if Yuxiang's power bullies someone, it is no longer the gap between a strong man and a weak woman, it can only be like an evil dragon and a powerless princess!

"Tigers don't wield! You really think I'm a sick cat! Yakumo was ruthless, took out the wine bottle and poured it hard!

"Hehehe!" Yuka gasped, and the strength of someone's struggle made him, who had always been invincible, feel a rare tricky feeling.

As for whether it was killed, hehe! I didn't see Yakumo Purple staring at him!

"Yikes!" Yakumo roared angrily, and her smooth feet were directly imprinted on Yuka's chest.

"Do you think you're the only one who knows how to magic cannon?"

Yakumo Hao clasped his hands together, took out Yakumo Hao's magic cannon, and with the time of the life magic cannon that was the fragrance, the endless magic power turned into energy and quickly gathered in his hand.

"Give it back to you!"

The silver-white light shot out in all directions, and the power was a few points better than that of the magic cannon of Yuxiang.

"Interesting!" Yuka stood up against the magic cannon, her eyes flashing with unprecedented sparkling colors.

"Magic Cannon!"

Yuxiang's figure turned into two, and at the same time, the parasol in his hand was raised, and the interactive magic cannon gushed out.

Yakumo has no doubt that if he hits himself this time, he will be completely finished.

Under the tremendous pressure, Yakumo's long black hair gradually turned pure white, and the parasol held high in his hand seemed to be unable to withstand the tremendous pressure, and he trembled.

"Cut! Inferior product! Yuka glanced at the parasol in Yakumo's hand, thinking that it was the same weapon as herself, and there was still something strange in her heart.

However, with such strength alone, there is a feeling of being unbearable, and it is undoubtedly too far worse than your own parasol.

However, just a little monster can fight against yourself a little, and you can't ask for more.