Chapter 454 Boss Attacks
"Meng Po from the Underworld!" The Ghost King curled up his lips into a sinister smile, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.
"You repeatedly ruin my plans. Damn it!"
Because of Meng Fuling's intervention, the people he had his eyes on were saved by her several times, resulting in him not absorbing enough resentment until now.
This time he set his sights on the school bus. These dozens of vibrant lives were the best for him.
Who knew that she would interfere again? Not only that, he had lost several of his men recently.
The Ghost King had long been dissatisfied with Meng Fuling, but this woman was so bold that she dared to challenge him.
"Ghost King, release these students!" Meng Fuling clenched her fists.
"Let him go? Sure!" His eyes were cold, and those scarlet eyes made people shudder.
"In exchange for your life." A creepy smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Aren't you very kind?"
"Since you're so kind, how about using your life in exchange for the lives of the 49 people on the bus?"
What? Meng Fuling looked at him coldly. This guy actually proposed such a condition.
The fans in the live broadcast room were stunned. After all, such conditions were too much.
[Holy shit, what the hell is this damn Ghost King talking about? He actually wants my Master to replace someone?]
I used to think he was pretty handsome, but I never thought he was such a shameless guy. I've decided not to be your die-hard fan anymore.
"Brother, this is the Ghost King! Master once said this guy was once a big boss sent from Hell."
[No wonder Master is powerless in front of him. This Ghost King looks so strong and bloodthirsty. Master, don't agree to her.]
[This guy is so mean, he's clearly testing people's nature. It would be wrong for the master to agree or not at this time.]
Meng Fuling looked at the Ghost King and laughed instantly: "Do you think I will believe you?"
A cruel and bloodthirsty evil ghost like him would not let these students go even if she was willing to give up her life.
"Hehehe!" The Ghost King suddenly laughed, and the sound echoed in the valley with a chilling sound.
"I've got you seeing through it. That's right, I won't let these people go. What I want is the evil spirit they exude after they die."
The more violent a ghost is, the stronger his power will be. So far, he has not given up his revenge plan.
"So, go to hell!" He raised his hand and the whole sky turned dark in an instant.
Dark clouds covered the sky, turning it black and red, and a strong wind blew up as if the end of the world was coming.
The car was shaken by the wind and had completely deviated from its direction.
"No!" Officer Yao was so anxious that he wanted to tie the rope around his waist and then go down the cliff to save people.
"No, this is too dangerous!" Wen Xiaoli couldn't stop him at all.
Meng Fuling knew that she was no match for him, but she had to delay time for now.
Because colleagues will be coming from far away, and since a fight is unavoidable, let them come.
She tightly grasped the Fire Glaze and chanted the following incantation: "Nine Yin Fires attract heavenly thunder, kill!"
A powerful airflow condensed under the control of the sky, broke through the black clouds and rushed towards the Ghost King.
"Boom, boom!" The moment the thunder fell, the Ghost King raised his hands and waved them a few times.
In an instant, the lightning disappeared without a trace, without hurting him at all.
Such a deadly move was actually useless. The fire from the heavenly thunder was just like a tickle.
"Is this your trick? The underworld's Meng Po is nothing more than this!"
He sneered and narrowed his eyes: "Do you know who invented your Nine Yin Fire move?"
No way? Meng Fuling felt a chill down her spine. "Could it be you?"
"Haha!" He laughed softly. It was just a little trick he invented when he was bored.
It has actually spread throughout the underworld until now. The most ridiculous thing is that they used that trick against him.
This is not an ordinary killing move. Even in the underworld, only ten people can learn it.
Meng Fuling is a bit like showing off in front of the master, and she herself is not worth mentioning at all.
I turned my head and looked at the car that seemed like it would fall down at any moment because it was still supported by a rope.
"Why do you still want to fight?" He said in a cold voice, as if he had completely lost his patience.
"Even if your boss comes, he's no match for me. Today, I'm going to start with you."
He put his hands together, and nine Shura statues instantly appeared behind him.
"Ashura Slash?" Before Meng Fuling could finish her words, she was knocked away.
It felt like my chest was about to split open, and my soul and spirit were about to come out of my body.
Sure enough, I couldn’t hold on until my colleagues arrived.
She slowly closed her eyes. The gap in strength was too big.
Suddenly, a powerful force hit her body, and she seemed to be wrapped in a heat wave.
A familiar voice came from my ear: "Xiao Meng, this may be the last time I protect you."
Nüba! She suddenly opened her eyes, and her pupils turned scarlet.
The image of a goddess appeared behind him, with long red hair and holding the ancient artifact Fire Glaze.
He raised his hand to block the attack from Shura, and the violent aura he had just released was cut off and lost its effect.
"Nuba?" The Ghost King was obviously surprised to see her. A trace of the ancient goddess' soul was in her body.
As soon as Nüba appeared, the fans in the live broadcast room started shouting like groundhogs.
[She's appeared, she's appeared, my sister Nüba has finally appeared. The battle between King Shura and the Goddess is going to be interesting.]
[My master just dropped her vest and started cheating. Someone protected her at the critical moment.]
[Don't be careless, the guy opposite is very fierce, Master, you have to hold on.]
[Can everyone please stop focusing on the fight and notice that the school bus is about to fall?]
This is truly life-threatening! I've made eight hundred calls, and rescue workers haven't arrived yet?
Meng Fuling blocked the fatal blow, but the two sides were still on the verge of a fight.
Here, Officer Yao was descending the cliff with a rope tied to his neck, and every step he took was dangerous.
The rickety car was about to fall, when there was a loud "crack!" and the tree trunk broke.
Meng Fuling turned around and flew over, supporting the heavy parking space with her shoulders.
She could still weigh this weight, but the backlash prevented her from lifting the car onto it.
"Hmph!" The Ghost King was blocked just after he came out, and now his heart was churning with desire for revenge.
Seeing Meng Fuling actually carrying the car, he was even more furious: "Go to hell!"
He raised his hand and a blue sword appeared in Shura's hand and stabbed straight at her.
As she watched the sword fly towards her, she raised her hand and used her spiritual power to block the blade.
She couldn't let go at this time, otherwise the 49 lives in the car would be lost.
They didn't deserve to die in the Book of Life and Death, and she couldn't let them be killed by the Ghost King.
The Ghost King’s power was too strong, and the sharp sword broke through the barrier and landed on Meng Fuling’s chest.
A sharp pain came over him and he was sent flying.
"Crash!" The car fell off the cliff, and screams rang out one after another.
I thought my body would fall down the cliff, but I didn't feel weightless.
A hand protected him from behind, and a powerful force poured into his body.
"Who is it?" She opened her eyes and slowly looked behind her. A woman with cold eyes was standing behind her.
"Boss" Meng Fuling couldn't believe it. She never thought that the old lady would come.
Looking at the falling car again, it was suspended in mid-air.
The Eighteenth Palace with silver ears and long hair was floating in the office. Old Hu and dozens of colleagues from the underworld were all present.
"Well done!" The boss rarely praised others, but this time he actually praised her.
She almost couldn't breathe, but someone came and completed the task she had been delaying.
"Leave it to me next!" The boss waved his hand, and Meng Fuling returned to the cliff.
The ghost messengers carried the cart and slowly descended, and everyone in the cart was safe.
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