I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 219 The Will of a Thousand People (4000 words)
However, it was only a breath when the darkness descended on the earth again.

When the red flaming meteor dragging its flame trailed across the sky, on the flat ground, a dazzling flash that was thousands of times stronger than before shone.

The boundless sky is as bright as day in an instant.

The blooming flower of flame devoured everything, and in the fierce burning, there were painful, sharp roars and wailings.

On Qianmianxu's huge body, distorted faces gradually gasified from the corners. Even though their expressions were so unwilling, they could not prevent their own demise.

Disappearing in the afterglow of the setting sun is the last kindness of the sun to them.

His clothes rattled under the impact of the aftermath of the escape, and Yan Wen, who had lost the support of his wheelchair, fell heavily to the ground. Regardless of the pain that seemed to be falling apart all over his body, he looked at the red star rising towards the wasteland, and said in disbelief:
"Student Fang, he really didn't learn martial arts with the fire attribute.

What he has mastered is a higher level of yang attribute martial arts! "

"Martial arts with yang attributes are much more difficult to cultivate than those with fire attributes, and they are also much rarer. The two are completely different!"

Ji Huai'an held the Excalibur in his arms, and whispered to himself:

"Scattered fire, how can you compete with the sun!"

The words of the new students came to his ears. Su Yingxin looked at this scene that seemed to be the end of the world, and there was a pool of stagnant water in his eyes. On the surface, he was still as calm as before.

But whether her heart is the same as that shown on her face, this question, after some self-examination, feels self-evident.

She is not as calm as she appears on the surface.

She reckoned that if the big guy surnamed Zhou who came out from the same school could see the scene in front of him, he would definitely cause huge waves in his heart.

Thinking about it carefully, she can be regarded as witnessing a person of the same generation with her own eyes, from being inferior to herself, to being equal, to leaving herself behind.

In the time since she entered Tianshu Academy, she has only cultivated from the early stage to the middle stage, and student Fang directly used these times to achieve cornering overtaking.

The extraordinary levels of the two are already neck and neck, and she is far inferior to the other party in terms of real strength.

"Now, I can't even bear the aftermath of Fang's confrontation with the enemy..."

She talked to herself expressionlessly, and Yan Wen, Ji Huai'an and others around her all turned dark when they heard this sentence.

Just know it in your heart, can you not say everything!

It's all right now, I wanted to comfort myself and adjust my emotions, and this sentence popped into my mind.

Break defense and crit.

Does she know how much psychological harm this sentence can cause to a leader among the freshmen of Tianshu Academy?

She obviously knew that she just thought of it by herself and said it on purpose so that everyone could share the psychological pressure together.

bad woman!
Several freshmen raised their heads to observe the battle situation, their expressions became more and more complicated, and their hearts could not be calm for a long time.

On the scorched wilderness in the distance, the sound of Qianmianxu's struggling wailing gradually diminished.

It intends to maintain the spread of the Kuroshio, but now it is the mud bodhisattva crossing the river - it is difficult to protect itself, and even to maintain its body, it can only compress its body size to minimize the area of ​​damage.

Such a move forced it to spit out the area swallowed by the previous layer.

Not only that, but its footprint at this time is several sizes smaller than at the beginning, giving it a pocket-sized cuteness.

It was not reconciled to being defeated like this, it roared and waved its hand, wanting to snatch back everything it had lost.

It wants to eat children and older children, madly replenishing the lost energy!

Of course, Liang Qian and Captain Shi, who were always paying attention to the battle situation, couldn't make it come true.

The two walked side by side, standing on the left and right of Fang Qingran who had landed on the ground. After a close observation, they found the boy's undisguised true extraordinary level, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

The middle of the candle? !
It's just too unbelievable.

However, they concealed the shock in their hearts very well.

This young man only has an extraordinary level in the middle of the candle, but at this moment, is it important?
it is not important!

Even if a person does not practice martial arts, as long as he has the strength to compete with a master and can do the work of a master, he can naturally be called a master with respect.

The strength shown by the other party is not Yanju, but better than Yanju. It has completely conquered them and won their approval.

"Let's do it together."

Liang Qian spoke lightly.

She is not talking to one person as before, but communicating with two people.

"Come on then!"

"it is good."

The two replies sounded one after the other, and the eyes of the three intertwined, splitting into three directions, left, center, and right in an instant, and rushed towards the weak Qian Mianxu.

I don't know when it started, another round of red sun hung high in the sky, Liang Qian ran, ten fingers kept moving, like rain cotton silk intertwined densely.

Inexhaustible needle strength!
When Captain Shi saw her attack, he didn't hesitate any more. With a long roar, his figure instantly entered the state of spiritual combustion, his five fingers formed claws, and he picked up pieces of gravel on the road under his feet, and then flicked forward.

Each pebble looked inconspicuous, but it was fast and ruthless, and its power was not much less than that of the shells fired from the chamber.

The idea of ​​these two people is very simple, that is to fight to involve, fight to control, clear the obstacles for Fang Qingran, and assist in the attack.

In terms of strength alone, they are naturally not weak, but the martial arts they are good at can hardly cause much damage to Qian Mianxu.

To deal with Qianmianxu, you still have to let professionals who can play with fire!
Along the way, all the virtual demons crawling out of the ground were wiped out, and it was difficult to recover for a while. Fang Qingran couldn't help shouting:
"Leave me one!"

Liang Qian and Head Shi were puzzled when they heard the words, but they also postponed the attack and let a fish slip through the net.

The monkey-like ape-like Bone Void Demon's companions were wiped out in the blink of an eye. Its sluggish brain rejoiced, and when it saw the human youth who was coming straight to kill it, it launched an offensive without hesitation.

"monkey?"

Fang Qingran's face was stunned, the movements of his hands were not slow at all, he jumped up, put his palm on the opponent's head, and pulled hard.

The Bone Monkey Demon threw himself forward, and he turned over in the air with his strength. Before landing, a noose appeared in the palm of his hand out of thin air, and he swung it back, locking the Void Demon's neck with extreme precision.

Pulling the bone-boned monkey and smashing it in front of him again, seeing the unhesitating action of biting him, he was already prepared in his heart, and twisted his crotch.

Hey, can't bite!
Without giving it a second chance to bite, letting this lucky Void Demon taste the humiliation in his crotch, he charged directly.

Bone Monkey suddenly felt that the feet were not his own.

It was sweating profusely from anxiety, but its own two feet obediently led the human riding on it, and rushed towards Qianmianxu.

On the edge of the double-headed sword, there was a gloomy glow of blood, and Fang Qingran seemed to feel that it was starting to gather momentum for the next blow.

"Sure enough, my perception is not wrong!"

The double-headed sword in the state of weapon liberation is the long-handled weapon approved by the lasso!
Qian Mianxu crazily poured firepower at the three of them, but the more it was like this, the more Fang Qingran and the others could feel how strong it was.

Oil tanker damage increase + superimposed mark of spring damage + lasso special effect + red sun call, this set of attacks has brought an extremely heavy blow to Qian Mianxu, coupled with the Yang attribute special attack, it can not It is said that he is dying, but he has also reached the point where the mountains and rivers are at the end of his life.

Finding that no matter what means he uses, it is difficult to pose a threat to the young man approaching him at high speed. Qian Mianxu decides to put all his eggs in one basket when he is at the end of his rope!
It opened its mouth as wide as an abyss, and out of it were hideous and distorted illusory spirits. Fang Qingran's sword swept across them, but all these spirits passed through the sword without being affected in the slightest.

The leading one slammed into his chest, shaking his body.

Yan Wen, who was watching the battle, saw this scene, his complexion suddenly turned pale:

"A pure soul attack, there is no doubt that this is an attack purely on the true soul!"

Noticing that his face suddenly became particularly ugly, Ji Huai'an and the others were puzzled and hurriedly asked.

Yan Wen sighed helplessly, with a low tone:

"Before we cultivate martial arts will, the true soul of each of us can be said to have no protection at all. Once it is invaded, we can only grit our teeth and gamble on the strength of our own true soul.

But no matter whether you lose or win the bet in the end, if the true soul kills the enemy's attack, it will inevitably be affected to a certain extent.

Once the true soul is damaged, at least it will affect its own potential, and at worst..."

He looked around the crowd, gritted his teeth and said:
"Become a living dead person who wanders forever in the boundless darkness with no way out and no end in sight even though his consciousness is awake.

At that time, perhaps for him, death was the best relief. "

"Could it be that classmate Fang..."

Lan Yutong immediately became anxious.

"This is a fight among true souls, even a grandmaster can't do anything about it."

Yan Wen clenched his fists:
"Pray, all we can do is pray for his safe return."

Following the intrusion of the first twisted spirit body, part of Fang Qingran's consciousness spontaneously returned to the real soul space.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the twisted spirit body, which was less than the size of his palm, fell into his palm. After a light pinch, there was no trace of its existence.

The number of twisted spirits that could pour in far exceeded its imagination. They were like mosquitoes circling around them, buzzing non-stop, drawing a mouthful of 'blood' from his body from time to time.

In the real soul space, time passed by every minute and every second, and Fang Qingran clearly noticed that his body showed obvious signs of 'shrinking'.

"Isn't there going to be a scene where ants kill elephants?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart, and he clapped his hands continuously.

Quite beyond his expectation, it was still a slap and a spirit body.

To be precise, the feeling that the real soul gives me now is a bit like an exerciser who transforms "useless fat" into "muscle" in a state of fitness, and every blow is even more powerful than before.

From the performance point of view, this seemed to be a beneficial change for him, but Fang Qingran knew too little about the true soul, so he didn't dare to make a judgment.

It's all because of the sudden appearance of these ghosts that interrupted his communication with classmate Yan Wen!
Fang Qingran thought indignantly, if he could know what was going on now, then he would not have to worry about it.

When he gets rid of these twisted spirit bodies, he will definitely repay Qian Mianxu a hundredfold!
After the number of twisted spirit bodies reached a thousand, it seemed to have reached a peak, and there was no more to add.

Fang Qingran was one against a thousand, and during the confrontation, his true soul shrank again and again, until finally, he formed a boy who was exactly the same as Fang Qingran's body, with his eyes closed.

He opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he struck out in an instant, grabbing the only remaining spirit body, and his movements were as fast as lightning.

With a light grip, the twisted spirit body has no room to resist, and it collapses in an instant.

After carefully perceiving the true soul, he felt that although the size had shrunk a lot, in terms of strength, it seemed to have increased a bit.

If the original structure was loose cotton wool, it is now hard and tough steel bars!

Suddenly, Fang Qingran's complexion changed slightly.

After staying in the real soul space for so long, didn't his external body already bump into Qian Mianxu's chubby belly?
Consciousness returned to the body in a hurry, and as soon as he opened his eyes, the scorching wind hit his face, and there was hardly a trace of moisture in the dry air.

It seemed like a long time had passed in the real soul space, but it was only a moment when I opened my eyes.

His slightly stiff body straightened again, he suppressed the countless complicated thoughts that flashed through his mind, rode on the mount, crossed the sky, and slashed down with his sword!
The moment the weapon was raised, the blade of the sword seemed to coincide with the red sun in the sky for an instant.

Qian Mianxu obviously didn't expect that its last resort would not be able to win the opponent, the sword edge slashed, it was defenseless, and a wound almost cut its body obliquely in half.

It wanted to struggle, but its remnant body was powerless to resist the raging golden flames from the sun.

The golden flames that spread from the wound engulfed its body, and Fang Qingran's disposable mount gradually turned into flying ash in mid-air. He held the double-headed sword in his hand obliquely, and jumped to the ground.

Real man, never look back at the explosion!
The strands of black energy entangled in the body gradually dissipated, and the hideous faces all over the body, placed in the raging fire, not only did not make any wailing, but on the contrary showed a peaceful appearance of being finally relieved.

They all closed their eyes.

When the last eye was closed, the huge figure of Qianmianxu disappeared without a trace, leaving only a pile of black ash piled up like a hill.

The double-headed sword returned to the posture of the two swords before liberation, Fang Qingran put the sword back into its sheath, a ray of spring breeze blew away the black ash, revealing an irregular and pure prism buried deep under the black ash.

A real man never looks back at an explosion unless... there is something a real man wants to see behind him.

Fang Qingran's eyes fell, and he turned back and walked towards Heihui. Wherever he passed, maybe because of the spring breeze blowing, Heihui receded, leaving a clean path.

Looking at the broken characters surrounding the irregular prism, he bent down to pick it up, but his hand was pierced through.

There was a trace of surprise in his eyes, he thought for a while, and when his mind turned, an illusory young man's arm appeared vaguely, picked up the prism and placed it in the palm of his hand.

[Obtain the weapon successfully, attribute will +1]

【The will of a thousand people】

[Quality: gray ~ purple]

[Basic bonus: ...]

(End of this chapter)