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

Chapter 234 Are You the Reincarnation of His Majesty (4000 words)
The thrown red lantern fell from mid-air, and the line of fire spread outwards, with Fang Qingran and Yin Shanbo at the center, outlining a pure land without fog.

The flames were soaring, the sparks were crackling, and the thick fog was like a tide, surging and falling, but it was still unable to advance an inch.

Fang Qingran's eyes were downcast, sparks rose from under his feet, like an elf born from the flames, surrounding his body, and along the outline of his body, inlaid with a touch of red gold.

From this moment, for the next 10 minutes, every punch and kick of his will have a special effect called "Breaking the Devil".

"We must hurry up!"

Thoughts flashed through his mind, his arms naturally dropped back, and he rushed out, his figure like a shadow.

Sensing the onslaught of murderous intent, Yin Shanbo let out a low, warning cry.

It's just that, compared with before, it seems to be a bit strong on the outside.

Its eyes were condensed, staring at the figure rushing forward.

This guy thinks that its strength has plummeted, so it can be bullied at will?
It will tell the opponent with its strength that even if it returns to the original starting point, it is not a little blood eater qualified to provoke.

Coincidentally, it now needs blood food to supplement its nutrition more than before, so let's take this guy for surgery!

It didn't mean to dodge at all, and its figure suddenly changed from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, intending to confront it head-on.

Within a short distance of dozens of steps, the two were close in an instant, and Fang Qingran raised his left arm that was naturally drooping.

The wide scarlet long sleeves brushed away, Yin Shanbo subconsciously focused on responding, but found that it was just a flimsy fake move.

The next moment, there was a strong wind blowing from the right.

"Speeding east and west?!"

It instinctively tried to resist, but it was too late.

Fang Qingran's right hand protruded from the long sleeve, and it was imprinted on its shoulder without any fancy.

The light blue mist mixed with some red stars exploded, Yin Shanbo couldn't help hissing and roaring in pain, his face was full of rage, turning the pain into strength, he wanted to strike back, but he missed it.

Even though Fang Qingran's body was blurred for a while when he activated the flowing water acceleration, while avoiding the counterattack in advance, he took advantage of the situation to go around to its side, and slapped him on the back again.

Yin Shanbo staggered forward, and the two places that were photographed emitted bursts of burnt smell. Suddenly, it seemed to sense the strong wind again, and twisted its body to sweep away.

Hit into the void again.

And the object it thought it was trying to attack stood still a dozen steps away, watching it quietly, as if looking at a clown.

Realizing that he was being tricked by mere blood food, his already extremely violent emotions became more and more difficult to stabilize.

With a sudden step on his feet, rows of sharp stone thorns protruded out, Fang Qingran only felt that he was not standing on the flat ground, but in the turbulent waves.

He jumped up, almost the moment he left the ground, the stone thorns spread to his feet, and a flower of thorns and stones bloomed.

Seizing the opportunity when Fang Qingran was stuck in the air and had nowhere to draw strength, Yin Shanbo raised his hands, sucked out several stone spears made of stone chips and wood residues from the collapsed ruins behind him with gentle force, and threw them with a sudden swing of his arms.

The sharp rubbing sound piercing the air echoed, Fang Qingran stretched his arms and patted forward.

The loose spirit palm, the word 'scatter' is the first word, it is true that it can have an additional bonus to spirit bodies, but it does not mean that it is completely useless when facing non-spiritual bodies.

The stone spear that came from the spurt was less than half an inch away from the palms. Although the momentum of the charge remained undiminished, the spear tip showed signs of collapsing.

After defusing all the thrown stone spears, Fang Qingran felt a faint pain in his palm, but he didn't show any signs on his face. With the help of reverse thrust, he fell to the edge of a half-collapsed wall.

This is the place where Ah Da fell after being blown away by Yin Shanbo's infinite momentum.

At this time, Ah Da's body had long since disappeared, and not far away, there was an iron and wood round shield covered with cracks.

Seeing the broken appearance of the iron-wood shield, Fang Qingran's heart couldn't help but ache.

Even though he had expected that with the increase in the intensity of the battle, sooner or later there would be problems such as damage to the will and equipment, but seeing the tragedy in front of him, it was still difficult for him to avoid feeling sad.

After all, everything is a piece of will equipment that he made with his own hands, and it contains deep feelings!
But now is not the time to be sad.

Pulling out the iron-wood shield embedded in the wall, he turned around and swung it, parrying the stone thorn aimed at the back of his neck.

The intertwined rain of stone thorns was reflected in the pupils, Fang Qingran hesitated for a moment, did not continue to wave the iron and wood shield, and put it back into his sleeve.

Aside from other things, [Second Shield Strike] is the only control skill in his hand. The iron and wood shield can be damaged, but it is somewhat violent to destroy it in this kind of scene.

The 30-second cooldown was over, and Fang Qingran activated the water acceleration again.

His figure drifted left and right in the intertwined 'rain' curtain, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Yin Shanbo again.

The opponent seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and the two sides fought fast, and they went through dozens of moves in less than half a minute.

The two engaged in a fierce confrontation on the collapsed ruins, and every time they moved their positions, piles of waste would fly all over the sky.

In the fierce battle between each other, Yin Shanbo caught Fang Qingran taking a breath, and suddenly let out a tiger roar, a bloody line spread from the palm to the back shoulder, and the palm swelled several times.

Push Mountain Palm!
This attack is fierce, if it hits successfully, even if it is not dead, I am afraid that there will be no power left to counterattack.

Seeing such a swift and violent blow, Fang Qingran not only didn't panic, but also revealed a hint of joy between his brows.

The other party is in a hurry.

If it wasn't for the eagerness to find a breakthrough to end the battle, the opponent would never have erupted suddenly at this time.

However, in fact, the other party did not need to worry at all.

Because, the timeliness of the magic-breaking special effect is only 10 minutes.

It is true that the magic-breaking special effects are particularly powerful against Lingxu, but even with the help of the Spirit Palm, it is not enough to defeat the opponent within 10 minutes through bloodletting and exhaustion.

Looking up, Yin Shanbo's whole body could hardly find a piece of good meat, and there were scorching marks everywhere from the magic-breaking special effects.

Under the double blow of the loose spirit palm and the magic-breaking special effects, the opponent's spirit body has already shown signs of unbearable collapse.

It is precisely because of the existence of this sign that Yin Shanbo's spiritual instincts choose to erupt suddenly at this moment and fight to the death.

Suppressing the severe pain in his body, Pushing Mountain Palm blatantly struck out, and Yin Shanbo stared fiercely at Fang Qingran.

Up to now, its strength has declined to a certain extent, and the injuries accumulated on its body are also extremely serious. It must not continue to fight according to the opponent's rhythm, otherwise it will undoubtedly die!

If you can't regain the rhythm of the battlefield, it is doomed to perish.

How can it accept such an end?

Not only does it want to restore its strength, it even longs for one day in the future to surpass the height of this body and reach a higher peak!
Uncle Yin Shan's eyes were extremely fierce. Although he understood that the possibility was unlikely, he still hoped that by relying on this move, it would be best if he could directly beat the guy in front of him to death.

That way, you don't have to think about the follow-up.

At such a close distance, the opponent has no other choice but to resist.

In its expectant sight, the moment Pushing Mountain Palm was about to reach Fang Qingran, a shield full of cracks flew out from the boy's cuff.

The iron-wood shield magnified infinitely in Yin Shanbo's field of vision.

clang! !

The clear and crisp reverberation sound of the collision spread far away, and the moment Yin Shanbo stiffened when he fell back, the subtle click sound also reached Fang Qingran's ears.

"I didn't want to use it, but I still need your assistance."

He let out a small sigh in his heart.

Grasping Yin Shanbo's short-lived stiffness, he used the middle-level loose spirit palm with special magic-breaking effects, and shot every blow one after another, using all his strength.

The value of willpower on the panel dropped at a faster rate, but he didn't care at all.

One palm after another came down, Yin Shanbo's body created waves of flesh.

Its eyes were wide open, and it wanted to fight back, but it was hit by the iron-wood shield again, and flew out backwards, just like the previous iron-wood shield, with its rear half embedded in the pile of ruins.

Fang Qingran rushed to keep up, and attacked Yin Shanbo violently, until the pile of ruins behind him couldn't bear it.

The pile of ruins against his back collapsed all the way, and Yin Shanbo also endured the onslaught without any room for resistance, his limbs twisted, and his whole body exploded with blood.

"This guy, could it be that he has been waiting for this outbreak of mine..."

It vaguely seemed to understand something, but unfortunately, no matter what it understood, it was already too late at this time.

Its breath became weaker and weaker, and its vision became darker and darker.

His eyelids were so heavy that he could hardly keep them open, and the last thing he saw when he closed his eyes was a blood-stained road carved out of the ruins.

The body seems to no longer hurt.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Staring at the corpse sitting slumped in front of the ruined wall, with no breath left, Fang Qingran's fingertips were dripping with blood, and he gasped like a bellows.

A wisp of mist floated in front of his vision, and he realized that before he knew it, he shot all the way out of the range covered by the red lantern.

However, this no longer matters.

Glancing at the panel from the corner of the eye, the column of willpower dropped to [3-16].

"It feels like I could fall asleep right now if I wanted to."

Fang Qingran sat down against the wall and adjusted her breathing.

When his breathing calmed down, he suddenly realized that someone seemed to be watching him.

His slack nerves tightened up again, and he immediately opened his eyes, ready to fight.

"Little friend, don't panic."

The gentle voice sounded, Fang Qingran was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Yin Shanbo, who he personally defeated and whose image was horrible.

"You actually managed to stop my rampage."

Turning his face to the side and looking at the young man sitting beside him, Yin Shanbo's gentle tone revealed an unconcealable shock.

To be honest, with the strength of his will that had been raised to the peak at that time, even if he took a breath, he might not be able to blow this boy to death.

Anyone who heard about the discovery here would feel that it was a ridiculous rumor made up.

99 points of willpower, and less than 20 points of willpower, the gap between the two is more than just like a gap.

"Senior, can you control your body?"

Fang Qingran's focus is different.

"Well, after all, there is only one me left in this body."

Yin Shanbo tried to move his five fingers, but he tried several times but failed.

"Sorry, senior, your body seems to be completely paralyzed by me."

Fang Qingran showed a shy smile unique to teenagers.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I don't have much time left in this world."

Yin Shanbo himself didn't care.

He stopped trying to move his fingers, or move his body.

"After I leave, whatever you want to do with this corpse is up to you.

Anyway, it's your spoils. "

"I promise to make proper use of the dead body of the senior, and arrange it clearly!"

Fang Qingran patted his chest and promised.

After talking about this, the two fell into a brief silence.

Ten seconds later, Yin Shanbo broke the silence:

"Little friend, I have a question to ask you."

"Please say."

A wave of doubt rose in Fang Qingran's heart.

"You, you, no, my mind is a little confused, wait for me to sort out my words."

Yin Shanbo, who was slumped on the ground, stared blankly at the sky with his eyes blank.

As if the divine light had not dissipated, Emperor Ying still stood here.

Trapped in the corpse, but he can still perceive everything in the outside world.

He witnessed it with his own eyes, and the miracle came.

"Your Majesty, you... are you reincarnated?"

His voice was no longer as calm as usual, it was trembling non-stop.

When he asked this sentence, he fixed his gaze on the boy's side face first, then lowered his gaze as if he had thought of something, as he had repeated thousands of times before his death.

What catches the eye is not gold bricks, but dull gray bricks.

"Your Majesty? Reincarnation?"

Fang Qingran was puzzled in his words.

"Old minister... I understand."

There was a touch of relief in Yin Shanbo's words:

"I am satisfied to see a face somewhat similar to His Majesty's after returning to the world this time."

When Fang Qingran looked back and looked again, Yin Shanbo beside him was no longer alive.

After a short rest, he regained some mobility, thought for a while, and pressed the poke ball into the opponent's palm.

Yin Shanbo's body turned into a ray of light and merged into the poke ball. He stood up and took out the yellow paper to guide the direction from his pocket.

He was able to find this mansion just by relying on the guidance of this yellow paper. Now that the crisis on Yinshan Island has been lifted and the incident is over, he should go find Brother Yan.

Looking around, at the edge of the collapsed mansion, there was a small room that was lucky enough to escape the catastrophe.

……

Canglanglanglang——

The iron chain that tied his arm was stretched to the limit, Yan Danggui held back all his energy and exerted all his strength.

The wrestling ended in failure, and he gasped heavily.

No.20's second escape attempt failed.

As he adjusted his breathing, a dark color appeared in his eyes.

Before he landed on the island, how could he have imagined that there are Dayuan survivors who are extremely hostile to walking in the sky and the sky are active on Yinshan Island.

He decided that if he failed again in the next struggle, he would try to kill himself.

Otherwise, when that Great Abyss survivor returns, what he needs to consider is no longer whether he will die or not, but how to die easily.

While thinking about how to use his strength to break free next time, he suddenly heard some movement at the door.

"Why didn't you hear any footsteps when you came back this time?"

He was startled, and looked towards the door with an ugly expression.

"No one in life has died since ancient times, and I, Yan Danggui, will never yield!"

Amid Yan's shouts of death, the door of the room was kicked and smashed against the back wall.

(End of this chapter)