Chapter 391 The loser eats the dust

Shen Lin waited for this opportunity. He erased his facial features. The ghostly supernatural power reached its peak at this moment. Nie Yingping's facial features gradually reappeared on Shen Lin's face.

In reality, Nie Yingping completely lost the ability to resist, and multiple death-prediction supernatural powers continued to be superimposed on him. The palm with six fingers was like a sharp knife, and it actually cut Nie Yingping and the tattoo completely open.

The paper man put down the coffin in his hand and tiptoed closer step by step.

Then, the paper people lifted up the two bodies of Nie Yingping and prepared to put them into coffins for complete burial.

However, at this moment, all the paper figures suddenly stopped and stood still, throwing the bodies on the ground like throwing away garbage. Even Nie Yingping, who was transformed from the tattoo, disappeared out of thin air.

As the darkness faded, the paper figures that were attending the funeral also disappeared, and at the same time, Shen Lin's figure appeared.

"Nie Yingping is dead, but I have kept his identity and can let someone else inherit it at any time."

Liu San and Li Leping nodded and had no objection to Shen Lin's handling of the matter.

"So the next step is to get rid of Zhang Xianguang."

The paper people rubbed their hands together and joined the battle again.

As thick smoke drifted, Li Leping's figure also disappeared on the spot, but his target was not Zhang Xianguang, but the human skin on the ground that was constantly emitting eerie ghost fire.

"Ghosts can't be killed. As long as Ah Hong uses ghost makeup to redraw Li Jun's facial features on the ghost skin, he can be resurrected again."

Li Leping was very clear about the principle behind this. He and Ah Hong had also reached a deal, so Ah Hong could usually dress up as him and borrow his supernatural powers.

With the help of the Forgotten Ghost and the Ghost Ring, Li Leping was able to easily take the ghost skin out of the battle. The ghost skin was cut open by the sword with several large cuts, and the cold and eerie ghost fire continued to pour out from it.

However, Li Leping relied on his own terrifying ability to directly extinguish the ghost fire that was spreading to his body. The ghost skin was also suppressed, and the speed of the ghost fire was obviously slowed down.

On the other side, Cao Yang and Yang Jian each faced Zhang Xianguang. Zhou Deng took over the task of protecting He Yiner, and Lu Zhiwen was also forced to step forward.

He Yin'er has successfully summoned the souls. The three ghosts have ferocious expressions on their faces and they surround Zhang Xianguang tightly.

Five Zhang Xianguangs faced four captains in a one-on-one situation, and they almost crushed them. Even Zhou Deng had to force himself to fight against one Zhang Xianguang. Now with the addition of the paper man Liu San and Li Leping, although the situation was not directly reversed, it was at least much better than the previous retreat.

Cao Yang fought Zhang Xianguang alone. He stood on a wave of blood, and under his feet was a blood lake that looked like hell. Countless hands stretched out from the lake, waving and struggling. Above the lake, a cold wind was raging. Cao Yang was carrying a shoulder pole and holding a coffin nail in one hand, ready to give Zhang Xianguang a fatal blow at any time.

"Ghost peddler? So this is the path you're taking. But as a senior, I'd like to kindly remind you that if you don't specialize in any of the supernatural, you won't get far. If you still have the life to go back alive today, you might as well give up some useless things and specialize in one type of supernatural."

Zhang Xianguang stood on the blood lake, speaking calmly, as if he were a senior who was instructing his descendants. There were many hands under his feet trying to grab him, but just by getting close, these hands were instantly dismembered and torn apart, and then sank into the blood lake without any movement.

"Thanks for the reminder, but you should think about yourself."

Cao Yang raised his eyebrows. This was not the first time he had heard such an evaluation. When he was hunting Liu Yin in the island country, the other party had also said something similar.

Indeed, it is not a good thing to have a variety of supernatural powers. The more types of supernatural powers there are, the more severe the erosion of consciousness and emotions of living people will be, which also means that the life span of the aliens will be shorter. Therefore, as early as after becoming an alien, Cao Yang had dismembered some of the supernatural powers of the ghost peddler: ghost meat, ghost carrying people, photo ghost and gravity ghost, and let another self in the memory world control these ghosts and station them in Otsu City.

However, even so, there are still many ghosts left by Cao Yang: the blood lake with triple suppression power, the complete ghost that suppresses people, the sound of fatal footsteps and the ghost wind. These are the supernatural powers controlled by the ghost body of the ghost peddler.

In addition, Cao Yang, which has essentially become a world of memory, also has mastered all the supernatural powers of the complete memory ghost and the ghost peddler at the conscious level.

As Liu Yin and Zhang Xianguang said, it is diverse but not refined.

"Maybe it's time to think about this, but not now."

Cao Yang's sight fell on Zhang Xianguang opposite him. The latter's palms and even his entire body were quickly filled with boiling black oil, which quickly spread and covered the blade of the sword.

Obviously, Zhang Xianguang wanted to use the same trick he used against Yang Jian to deal with Cao Yang!
"Do it!"

Cao Yang didn't say anything and rushed directly towards Zhang Xianguang. The cargo boxes hanging on both ends of the carrying pole were shaking, and a cold and dark breath continued to overflow from the gaps.

At the same time, the big knife covered with ghost oil came towards Cao Yang's face like a bomb, and Cao Yang suddenly felt terrified. He tilted his shoulder, and the carrying pole he was carrying suddenly turned in another direction, and the cargo box at the other end went straight towards Zhang Xianguang's body.

"boom--!"

"boom--!"

There were two sounds, one was dull and oppressive, like a heavy hammer hitting the heart, and the other was like thunder, shaking the heart to the bone, as if a grenade exploded in one's mouth.

Although the big knife was rusty, it was extremely sharp. Although the angle was a little off, it still cut deeply into Cao Yang's back. The boiling hot ghost oil even "exploded" directly. Under this terrifying supernatural impact, Cao Yang flew backwards.

However, one end of the carrying pole still successfully hit Zhang Xianguang's body, and because Cao Yang himself was impacted, the originally balanced carrying pole tilted, causing this attack to have an unbalanced effect.

Similarly, Zhang Xianguang was also hit and flew away by the carrying pole, but this time he was a little panicked. The inverted ghost and ghost oil in his body began to become restless. A certain fragile balance was crumbling at this moment and could be shattered at any time.

"I still underestimated this kid..."

Zhang Xianguang's face was gloomy, but he had no other options. Even if his real body came, he might not be able to withstand the carrying pole. The effect of breaking the spiritual balance alone was enough to kill most people instantly, not to mention that the attack from the carrying pole also superimposed the spiritual power of all the evil spirits in the cargo box.

On the other hand, although Cao Yang suffered a horrific attack, the magic of the unsolvable deal played a huge role at this moment. His injuries were paid as a price, and he soon regained his ability to move.

"What you saw was just the ghost body. I was just controlling the ghost body to move. Since you know the ghost peddler, you should be able to guess my core."

The hand rises, the nail falls, and the fight between top ghost riders is decided by just one move.

The loser is reduced to dust. Zhang Xianguang, whose supernatural powers were suppressed, quickly decayed and weathered, and completely disappeared.

(End of this chapter)