The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 190: Use a tank to shoot you to death

Bang bang bang!
Song Mang controlled those ghost clones and fired towards Shu Liyang. The clones also shot at him and threw grenades at the same time.

boom--!
The explosions continued.

Because of the powerful explosion, the huge ghost hand print hovering in the air gradually dissipated.

However, Shu Liyang was also very fast and he used his sword to avoid the area where the grenade exploded in the first place.

Seeing him running away, the ghost clones turned around and continued shooting towards the direction where he was escaping.

But Shu Liyang suddenly disappeared.

The ghost clone held a pistol and looked for him nearby, but couldn't find him.

"Why is Shu Liyang missing?"

The people watching the fight in the hearse stretched their necks and looked outside.

Above the street, there was only Song Mang's ghostly clone wearing a red veil.

Not only did Song Mang fail to find where Shu Liyang had gone, but Sect Leader Xiao and others also failed to sense his presence.

Sect Leader Xiao was surprised and said, "Did that kid run away? Not bad, not bad, he is worthy of being my disciple. He actually made the top five in Jiang City escape with just one move!"

Xiao Junze's mouth twitched, "Is that one move? So many paper pistols firing at the same time, and a bunch of grenades thrown around like they were free. Even a Jindan can't withstand it!"

"That's true."

Not to mention that Shu Liyang couldn't bear it, Sect Leader Xiao felt that he couldn't bear it either. After all, those paper pistols and grenades were more powerful than spiritual weapons!
Just as Sect Leader Xiao finished thinking this, he suddenly noticed an abnormal fluctuation of ghost power coming from the air.

Sect Leader Xiao's expression changed slightly, and he quickly shouted in the direction of Song Mang, "Disciple, be careful, he hasn't left yet! He has a joker card that can hide his figure!"

Each of Song Mang's ghost clones looks exactly like her. Unless the level of the joker card is higher than hers, it is difficult for the opponent to tell which one is her real one.

Shu Liyang doesn't have any ghost cards with a higher level than her, but she has a ghost weapon of the Ghost King, which can also be seen.

The space behind Song Mang twisted, and a slender, pale bone staff suddenly appeared. Then it cracked and turned into nine pieces of white bone whip.

Before Song Mang could react, the nine-section bone whip lashed towards her and knocked her out on the spot.

Bang.

Song Mang's figure fell from the air and hit the ground not far from the hearse. The powerful impact caused her to crash down the wall of an empty house on the street.

"It's time for your joker."

Shu Liyang's figure reappeared in the air, holding the nine-section bone whip in his hand, and then lashed towards the direction of those ghost clones.

Countless ghost clones disappeared in an instant, and the paper pistols in their hands also fell from the air.

"Snapped!"

Shu Liyang swung the nine-section bone whip again, and a huge ghost hand appeared on the bone whip again.

But this time, the ghost hand did not attack Song Mang, but turned its palm upwards to catch the paper pistols falling from the air.

Shu Liyang glanced in Song Mang's direction and sneered, "If you are not strong enough, even if you have so many powerful equipment, it will only be a wedding dress for others. I will gladly accept these gifts from you."

Song Mang saw the ghost hand holding the paper pistols and sending them towards Shu Liyang. She patted the dust off her clothes and said, "Are you saying I'm a wimp? If you keep doing this, I'll be defeated."

Shu Liyang could feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy in her body and knew that she was a new Qi-refining practitioner who had just undergone a complete transformation.

"You're not a vegetable."

Shu Liyang said.

"You are stupid and inexperienced. Even Su Yun and Sect Master Xiao are not my match. How dare you, a low-level Qi-refining idiot, fight with me? Anyone with a little bit of brains knows that the best thing for you to do now is to kneel down and beg for mercy!" After he finished speaking, Shu Liyang planned to put these paper pistols into his storage bag.

"Clap!"

Song Mang suddenly snapped his fingers, and the translucent paper pistols disappeared in the air.

"Have you never used paper weapons? Once you burn something like this on yourself, it will be bound to your soul. Even if you get it, you can't take it away."

Seeing Shu Liyang in a daze, Song Mang smiled and said, "No way, no way, you really haven't used a paper-made thermal weapon? This thing is so useful, you can't even afford a paper-made pistol, right?"

Shu Liyang's eyes instantly turned cold, and he looked at her sinisterly, "Bound to the soul? Then I can just make your soul fly away, that's not a difficult thing to do!"

Shu Liyang's figure disappeared again, and everyone heard the sound of a whip breaking through the air.

"Disciple, be careful!"

Sect Leader Xiao's heart was in his throat, but he found that Song Mang was standing there calmly.

She also took out a paper tank model from the storage space and wrote something on it with a pen.

Nine sections of white bone whip appeared not far from Song Mang, accompanied by a strong gust of wind.

The ghost hand from before appeared again, clenching a fist and punching towards Song Mang.

Before the punch landed, the house behind Song Mang completely collapsed due to the terrifying pressure.

If this fist landed solidly on Song Mang, she would probably be smashed into a pulp, and her soul would be shattered by the nine-section bone whip!
Shu Liyang's cold voice came, "My bone whip just needs the soul of a living person to nourish it, so today I can put you to good use!"

Seeing that the ghost hand's fist was about to fall, most of the people in the hearse could no longer sit still and rushed out directly, wanting to help Song Mang resist the attack.

Only Xi Jinzhi did not come out. He sat in his seat calmly, as if nothing had happened, kicking the sleeping Pi Xiu from time to time for fun.

"Mr. Xi, please help me!"

Xiao Junze ran halfway and rushed back to knock on the window next to Xi Jinzhi.

He said anxiously, "Shu Liyang's cultivation is already high, and he is about to form a pill, while my junior sister has just started to refine her qi. Shu Liyang also has the help of the ghost king's ghost weapon. Even my father is no match for him. If you don't stop him, this attack will probably kill my junior sister!"

Xi Jinzhi said nonchalantly, "You also said that your father was no match for you, so why did you run away?"

"I……"

Before Xiao Junze could finish, Xi Jinzhi said, "It's great luck that Tianshi Mansion can accept her as a disciple. The question you should worry about now is whether Tianshi Mansion can still keep her."

"..."

What did he answer?

Xiao Junze was speechless. Why did he feel that Xi Jinzhi was hard of hearing and couldn't hear what he was saying?
boom--!
At this moment, a strong energy impact wave came, the hearse began to tremble violently, and all the people who had just rushed out were blown away!

Xiao Junze was also affected by this energy and fell towards the hearse. His face hit the glass and was deformed.

"Little junior sister!"

Xiao Junze no longer cared about his image. He struggled to return to the ground and hurriedly looked in the direction of Song Mang.

Then he was dumbfounded.

Song Mang's figure disappeared, but a large translucent tank suddenly appeared on the devastated ruins not far away.

Song Mang's voice came from the big tank, "Why are you pretending? I'll kill you with one shot, you idiot."

boom--!
She fired directly with the tank!

(End of this chapter)