Drinking tea, eating pastries, and blowing an unusually pleasant wind, it stands to reason that I should be lazy and don't want to move, but the fragrance of the wind is definitely an exception.

After drinking the black tea in the cup, Kazami Yuka took out a parasol, opened it, put it on his shoulder and said, "Then, before lunch, let's also have some exercise." Xiaoxue, let's have a fight. ”

"Uh......" Ling Xue was stunned for a moment, what was going on with this sudden invitation to fight. Then he said weakly: "Can you not fight?" ”

If it was that little Youxiang from thousands of years ago who said this, Ling Xue would definitely agree very easily and happily (there seems to be something wrong). And now it's fragrant. Hehe, he still wants to live two more years. Forehead...... Looks like he's immortal......

"It seems that you can't ......" Ling Xue saw Youxiang's serious eyes, and asked herself a stupid question.

Kazami Yuka actually had her own thoughts, the reason why she was in such a hurry to fight Ling Xue was because she wanted Ling Xue to know that she was no longer as weak as she was thousands of years ago, so weak that she couldn't even avenge the revenge of those villagers in Ling Xue's same village.

The breeze blew, and the two of them floated into the air at the same time, looking at each other quietly, and neither of them made the first move. And Yui is taken care of by Murasaki.

"Clone Magic Cannon!" Naturally, Ling Xue was the first to make the move, in fact, he couldn't wait to see how far he could fight with Youxiang. Defeating Yuxiang and drawing with Yuxiang, these Ling Xue had never thought about it, or it was possible in the future, but it was absolutely impossible now. He just wanted to know how much strength he could force out Yuka. You must know that the prestige of Kazami Yuka is all made by herself in the struggle between life and death, which is enough to prove her strength.

Two identical figures, two identical green magic cannons, pierced the sky and rushed straight to the wind not far away.

"Nice magic cannon! Clone magic cannon! Kazami Yuka nodded slightly, closed the parasol, and also fired back with a clone magic cannon. However, after Ling Xue's magic cannon and Youxiang's magic cannon collided together, it was like spring turning into snow, and soon, Youxiang's magic cannon wiped out Ling Xue's magic cannon.

Sure enough? Ling Xue turned sideways to dodge the aftermath of the two magic cannons. Secretly in his heart, in fact, he felt strange before, the magic cannon shot by the parasol is the signature skill of the flower tyrant, but it can't hurt the slightly stronger spider spirit. After the experiment just now, Ling Xue probably guessed the meaning of the number of times on the parasol, maybe it was not just a simple reminder of the number of times she used it. It's like this parasol is another self, and the meaning of the number is probably to divide the energy in one's body into so many equal parts, and then each one is emitted in exactly the same amount. Unless you run out of times and use your original energy to adjust the power of the magic cannon, the power of the magic cannon will definitely not be high. And the wind sees the fragrance is different, the heart moves with it, and the power of the magic cannon can naturally be large or small. That's why the situation just happened. It is estimated that on Zi Ma's folding fan, the power of the realm is the same, and it can be regarded as having its own advantages and disadvantages.

"Hah!" Ling Xue had just turned sideways to dodge the magic cannon, when Feng saw Yuxiang, he bullied up, and the tip of the umbrella popped out of the blade and slashed down.

Seeing the wind and seeing Youxiang fighting in close combat, Ling Xue didn't dare to slack off, and also popped out the sword blade and went head-on, but the result was naturally conceivable. You must know that the Kazami Yuka Demon Cannon is certainly very powerful, but what is even more powerful is melee combat.

With a "boom", Ling Xue was just a worthy block, and then he was smashed into the ground with a huge force, smashing out a big hole.

"THUNDER!" In the pit, Ling Xue's sonorous and powerful voice came out. Immediately after that, a blue thunderbolt turned into a roaring lion and rushed towards Kazami Yuka. How fast is Thunder? I don't know. However, it is enough to be able to see the fragrance of the wind quickly.

The blue thunder and lightning hit Kazami Yuka's body, but Kazami Yuka seemed to stay in the blue thunder light without reacting.

Wrong. Ling Xue flew up, looking at Yuka Fengmi, who was in the thunder light, judging from the information transmitted back from the "Thunder" card, Yuxiang's body seemed to have something similar to a protective film protecting her from harm. Ling Xue knew that it was undoubtedly the demonic aura of the wind and the fragrance.

"Drink!" Seeing Yuxiang in the wind, he snorted lightly, and the huge demonic qi directly dispersed the blue thunder, and then quickly approached Ling Xue again, raised the parasol and slashed down again.

"SWORD! POWER! FIGHT! Ling Xue held it with one hand, and after the "sword" materialized, her whole body flashed with red and blue light, which was the light after the fusion with the "force" card and the "fight" card.

"Dang!" The intersection of the parasol and the blade of the sword made a loud noise, and a wave of transparent air spread out from the intersection of the blades.

Seeing that his sword blade was blocked, Feng saw Yuxiang stunned for a moment, and then saw the light on Ling Xue's body, and then said in surprise: "This is the ability of the lottery system you said, it's really amazing." ”

"Hey, that's. Be careful, Yuka-chan. Ling Xue let out a wicked laugh, and suddenly turned sideways and let go of the blade. And the careless wind saw that Yuxiang didn't have time to retract his strength, and stumbled forward. Ling Xue turned around, and her right elbow slammed down, knocking the caught caught off guard by Kazami Yuxiang into the ground. But that's not all, Ling Xue took out two cards again and shouted, "Fire (FIREY)!" WINDY! Ling Xue once again took out his usual combination, the combination of wind and fire, the wind helps the fire, and the fire borrows the power of the wind. The huge flame tornado rushed towards the Kazami Yuka in the pit with swift momentum.

After the huge flame tornado rolled up, it didn't last long. Hearing only a muffled sound of "bang", the flame tornado was actually dispersed from the inside, revealing a pale green figure inside.

"Humph!" Kazami Yuka glanced at the corner of the slightly charred black dress, snorted lightly, and began to get serious, raising her right hand is a magic cannon that is more powerful than just now.

"Uh...... Angry? Ling Xue, who was not good at speed, could only block the magic cannon at this distance, so she had to take out the "SHIELD" card to resist the magic cannon with a wry smile, but the continuous anti-shock power from the shield made Ling Xue feel a burst of soreness in her body.

"Haha, Youxiang is actually angry, this time there is a good show." Yakumo opened the fan, covered her chin, and laughed.

"Dad, Hua Mom, you all have to come on." Yui was excited, cheering loudly for Ling Xue and Kazami Yuka on the side. Yui, there's definitely a violent factor in your body......

"Click." As Yuxiang increased the output of the magic cannon's power, finally, after a crisp sound, the protective layer formed by the "shield" was broken. And Ling Xue narrowly avoided it.

"What did you just dodge?" Kazami Yuka put down her right hand that fired the magic cannon and wondered. Because she actually saw Ling Xue make a similar move and teleportation, originally at that distance, it was absolutely impossible to dodge, but Ling Xue's figure seemed to disappear all at once, and then appeared on the edge of the magic cannon, grazing the edge of the magic cannon and dodging it.

"Hey, it's a credit to this card." Ling Xue held up a card and shook it.

"I see, "TIME" card. When Kazami Yuka saw the words on the top of the card, she guessed the approximate effect and smiled, "It's really magical." Magic I've never seen before. ”

"Well, I'll try it with another kind of magic." Ling Xue once again held the "sword" in her right hand.

Hearing Ling Xue's words, a flash of curiosity flashed in Feng Yuxiang's eyes, expecting Ling Xue to pour out some strange magic again. In fact, the two of them were not so much fighting and fighting, but rather feeding moves, feeding Ling Xue tricks.

Ling Xue raised her empty left hand, clenched her fist, straightened her index finger, and a silver glow shone on her index finger, Ling Xue said indifferently: "Stitch!" ”

Then a Sanskrit-like chant resounded through the heavens and the earth, and it was clear that it was clearly audible, but if you listened carefully, you could not hear what it was singing. As the chanting began, Ling Xue's silver-glittering left hand also moved, carving one mysterious text after another in the air that shimmered with white light. This is the ability that Ling Xue has just learned recently, the chanting of the Dark Rank Technique.

"The underworld uses purgatory, and there is a prairie on the earth."

"The flame burns the chaos of good and evil equally, leaving nothing behind."

"Purify all and stir up compassion."

"That's it!!" Seeing the dense mysterious words floating in front of Ling Xue, and listening to the chanting like Sanskrit in his ears, Zi and Youxiang both frowned. Because they have lived for so many years, they have never seen this kind of writing, and similar magic systems. Could it be that this is also the ability of the lottery system? If so, then this thing called the lottery system is really scary.

No matter what Youxiang and Zi were thinking, Ling Xue still continued to chant and stitch, but feeling the energy in her body declining rapidly, Ling Xue smiled bitterly, should it be said that it is worthy of the dark technique of the fifth tier, the energy required is really not small.

"All living beings, go back to being skeletons when you die."

"God has forsaken the world, the world of decadence has no end, the trumpet has been sounded, and the hour of judgment has come!"

After chanting, the left hand was also stitched at the same time, Ling Xue gently touched the mysterious text with his left hand, and all the white words converged, forming an orange-red ball, which was slapped on the blade by Ling Xue, and then raised the sword that flashed with black and white flames, Ling Xue took the initiative to attack, rushed to the wind and saw Yuxiang not far away, and shouted: "Demon subduing black sword!" ”

"Interesting!" Kazemi Yuka smiled excitedly, and also wrapped a huge demonic energy on the blade of the parasol, intending to have a hard collision with Ling Xue.

"Bang", a huge explosion came from the collision between Ling Xue and Youxiang, and the explosion of qi and white energy waves spread rapidly around the two of them.

"The realm of the virtual and the real!" Yakumo Zi saw the air waves and energy waves coming, and did not panic in the slightest, but took a sip of black tea and lightly spit out a few words. The power of the realm quickly enveloped the entire Dream Pavilion, making it temporarily become an illusory existence, of course, including Purple and Yui.

After the explosion, the originally beautiful and unusually beautiful sunflower field also became a mess. A lot of sunflowers fell directly there, the petals flew everywhere, and a large area of brown earth was exposed on the ground.

Ling Xue was lying in a big pit, panting desperately, her forehead and right shoulder were already dripping with blood. Looking at the fragrance that was still calm and melodious, Ling Xue waved her hand and said, "No, youxiang." You've won, okay. I throw in the towel. ”

Kazami Yuka glanced at the parasol in his hand, the blade of the parasol tip had been broken, and the entire parasol was actually in tatters, and it hadn't fallen apart until now, it was entirely because he was wrapped in demonic energy, once the demonic qi was dispersed, then the parasol would fall apart immediately. And the hand holding the parasol was also trembling, and it was obvious that the blow he had just taken was not easy.

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