Chapter 342: The Battle of Gentlemen

Yang Can stood in the quiet room, he didn't expect that there would be such a surging impact. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This is completely different from when Yang Can accepted the inheritance of the talisman book, and the inscription that the treasure book turned into is still hidden in his body.

Now the text content in this crystal book engraving is to be forced into his sea of knowledge, or in a very violent way.

Fortunately, Yang Can's sea of knowledge is big enough, otherwise, he would suddenly bear so much information, and he was afraid that he would have to suffer a lot of damage.

Yang Can's face showed an extremely painful look, and a sharp headache made his sea of consciousness like he was about to explode.

Fortunately, Yang Can has a Tai Chi method that can dissolve all things, and he tries to condense his mind and wants these text messages to be straightened out.

This was a very difficult process, and if he was not careful, he could be completely damaged by these surging breaths.

Yang Can walked on thin ice, as if on the edge of an abyss, carefully controlling this sudden mass of energy, so that they were slowly docile and not so violent.

"Yang Can, you are really good, I admire you a little now. The voice of the man in the coffin sounded suddenly.

Yang Can ignored him, and all his mind was spent on fighting against the content of the inscription, for fear that a little carelessness would cause a big disaster.

Syllable!

The lid of the crystal coffin suddenly opened, revealing a lifeless face, very pale and terrifying in the ashram.

If Yang Can saw it, he would be surprised, because on this face, there was a hideous smile at the moment.

Burst!

A cloud of black mist suddenly flew out of this person's body, mixed with those complicated words and energy, and flew towards Yang Can's sea of knowledge.

Yang Can felt an extreme threat, and hurriedly separated a wisp of his mind, and saw an extremely terrifying scene in front of him.

The black mist actually turned into a grimace, gloomy and gloomy, and it was rushing towards Yang Can's eyebrows.

"What do you want to do?" Yang Can shouted loudly, quite majestic.

The voice of the person in the coffin came, with a strange smile: "Young man, I want to borrow your body for use, if you are willing to cooperate obediently, I may still retain a wisp of your consciousness." ā€

Yang Can only felt a chill penetrate his heart, it was an extremely terrifying thing to be occupied by such a sinister guy.

The divine consciousness in front of him was really terrifying, and the powerful coercion alone made Yang Can almost out of breath.

If it weren't for Yang Can's profound Tai Chi foundation, and he himself was a human being in two lifetimes, his divine sense was quite powerful, but I was afraid that he wouldn't even have the courage to confront.

It's just that the black fog in front of him is really terrifying, and it is even more powerful than a treasure.

Yang Can was very skeptical, with his divine sense, he could resist the impact of the divine consciousness of the person in the coffin.

But at this point, there is no way out except for hard resistance, and obviously no one will come to save him.

"Haha, after you go out, you can borrow your strong body and continue to enjoy a prosperous life. The expression of the person in the coffin was full of endless pride.

Yang Can's voice came out: "You, don't deceive people too much, believe it or not, if you dare to force me again, I will burn all the jade and stone, and I will leave nothing for you." ā€

The man in the coffin sneered: "I'm afraid that you don't threaten my capital now, I can't believe that you can still divide your mind and self-harm." ā€

Yang Can was silent, he really didn't expect that the person in the coffin was so insidious, this time, I am afraid it is really dangerous.

"Hehe, even if you really succeed in self-harm, I'm not afraid. I'm out there and I'm still left with three spare tires. The laughter of the person in the coffin looked extremely proud.

Liang Yong looked at the direction of Yang Can's departure, with a worried expression: "General, it's been so long, why haven't they come back." ā€

The iron-masked general's mouth opened and said: "Yang Can this time, if he wants to accept Emperor Yi's personal inheritance, it will naturally take a long time." We just have to be here and wait patiently. ā€

Zhang Yue's face showed an extremely envious look: "Yang Can really got a great opportunity this time. Thinking that we have worked hard all the way, and in the end, he got the benefits alone, which is really a bit of a loss. ā€

The shawl-haired man was even more jealous and resentful in his heart, and he stubbornly believed that if Yang Can didn't come this time, then these opportunities would definitely be his.

The iron-masked general said: "The king said before that this inheritance is very special, it may be a short time, or it may be a long time, so that everyone does not have to be anxious, just wait patiently." Well, why don't we come and enjoy the flowers? ā€

The mountain left by Yang Can is full of infinite vitality at the moment, the pine trees are ancient and verdant, and the bushes are lush and green, a thriving scene.

In particular, the snow orchid in the belly of the mountain, several of which have bloomed at this moment, and the slender branches, holding flowers like snow, are really beautiful.

It's just that these people have seen it many times before, so they are naturally not very interested, and their hearts are all on those inheritances.

If it weren't for the terrifying skills of the iron-masked general, these people might still have different intentions.

But thinking of his bravery, coupled with several teams of Yin soldiers and Yin generals standing on the side, no one dared to act rashly.

Yang Can sneered: "I didn't expect you to be so insidious, deliberately laying out the appearance of a treasure, waiting for the rabbit here." ā€

The man in the coffin said: "Who do you blame for today's fate? If it weren't for your own greed, how would you have come here? If you didn't want my treasures, how would you desperately behave in front of me and fight for a chance to die?

Yang Can was silent, although he was suspicious, he always remained in a state of half-belief, and finally fell for it, which was his own fault.

Speaking of which, it's all because the routine of the person in the coffin is too deep, take out such a shocking treasure, just ask, who can not be tempted when you see it?

If it weren't for the crystal book carving, Yang Can was confident that although the people in the coffin were terrible, they always had the strength to fight, but now they were afraid that they would be really dangerous.

The man in the coffin sneered: "Actually, you don't have to be sad. Your consciousness is gone, but your body is still there. Perhaps, in the future, I will be able to shock the world, let this body follow the majesty, and enjoy boundless glory and wealth?"

Yang Can tried several times to use the ancient forbidden technique, and at that time he used this kind of kung fu to kill the clone of the Tiger Emperor.

Now, several attempts were in vain, and he had to be completely calm before he could use the forbidden technique.

And as long as the mind is slightly divided, the divine consciousness may be destroyed by the content of the inscription, and it will be even more difficult to support at that time.

The person in the coffin seems to be not afraid of Yang Can's backhand, he is confident that everything is under control, and he is not afraid of any long nights and dreams.

"Yang Can, in fact, you should feel a special honor, because as soon as I saw you, I knew that you were the person I was waiting for. As for the later competitions, it is just to cover up people's eyes and ears, and it is more to relax your vigilance. You say, I appreciate you so much, and I have good intentions for you, are you moved? Are you happy?" the man in the coffin shouted proudly.

Yang Can only thought about scolding, but he knew that there was no use for this, and to do things in front of him was to calm down quickly.

The man in the coffin sneered: "I'm telling you this, I just want you to be a ghost before you die." If you give up resisting, I promise, you will die without pain. ā€

Yang Can let out a long sigh: "Okay, since I am in a catastrophe, then I will no longer struggle needlessly." I hope you can keep your word and don't make me suffer too much. ā€

The person in the coffin was stunned, and Yang Can's calm expression made him panic involuntarily.

"Since you've said so, it would be too hypocritical for me not to come forward. We are all frank gentlemen, and what we have said should not be counted?" the man in the coffin shouted in a deep voice.

Yang Can had a chill, he had never seen such a gentleman, and if it was spread, it would make the world's teeth cold.

The person in the coffin grimaced, turned into a cloud of black mist, and pounced towards Yang Can, looking at its expression, as if it could devour everything.

Call!

A fireball suddenly formed in Yang Can's hand and threw it towards the person in the coffin.

This change is so sudden, no matter what the people in the coffin think, they can't imagine that Yang Can still has such skills.

It was only a short time before the fireball could burn into the black mist, but it was blown out violently by Grimace.

The grimace of the person in the coffin did not continue to pounce forward, but flashed backwards, lest Yang Can have any follow-up means.

"Yang Can, you are not particular. Obviously, you said you gave up, why did you suddenly carry out a sneak attack?" The person in the coffin looked angry, obviously trying to reproach Yang Can for his treachery.

Yang Can secretly shouted in his heart that it was a pity, just a little bit, he was able to seriously injure the person in the coffin, but unfortunately he couldn't do it.

Just now, using Tai Chi Kung Fu, Yang Can secretly saved up for a long time before he reluctantly issued this fire talisman attack, but he didn't expect it to fall short.

"Did I say that? Why don't I remember?" said Yang Can with a grin, looking like a scoundrel.

"Rao is treacherous like a ghost, you can't escape a dead end!"

The person in the coffin was about to explode, and the black mist that his divine sense turned into became more and more ferocious, shouting frantically, and pounced on Yang Can. (To be continued.) )