Chapter 315: The Number One in China Must Be Her Little Brother
Most people are a little bit skeptical.
It was simply that the Nascent Soul died too quickly!
"That girl in the air seems to only be at the Foundation Establishment stage. Although she has a paper weapon, I've never heard of a paper weapon allowing a Foundation Establishment stage to kill a Nascent Soul stage cultivator alone! She must not be dead yet, she must be hiding!"
"But his aura dissipated."
"Could it be that the paper weapon blasted it into smithereens, leaving not even a scrap of flesh? That's too powerful!"
While those people were discussing, Xuanyuan Sheng had already made up his mind that he must get these ten submachine guns!
The consciousness of those newly promoted Nascent Souls was not as strong as Xuanyuan Sheng's, so they did not see the death process.
Xuanyuan Sheng saw it carefully!
That wind-type Nascent Soul was directly blasted into pieces, without even a single fragment left!
Moreover, submachine guns require concentrated fire to exert their greatest power. If the distance is too far and there are other forces blocking the way, the power will be weaker.
But as long as you can get close to the enemy, you can blow them into pieces!
The Xuanyuan family's sword cultivators had all passed the third level of sword control, and their flying speed was incredible! Getting close to the enemy wasn't a problem at all!
If he gave them another of these paper-made submachine guns, a sword cultivator who had established his foundation would have a chance to kill a Yuanying cultivator alone if he met one!
Xuanyuan Sheng looked at Song Mang excitedly and wanted to go over to take a closer look at her paper submachine gun.
Xuanyuan Sheng quickly rushed over on his sword, and very considerately helped Song Mang hold the paper umbrella.
"Miss Song, don't forget to hold an umbrella. It would be bad if you get sunburned by the moonlight! Young girls like you have delicate skin and it's easy to get sunburned!"
Others: “…”
Oh my god, is this voice coming from Xuanyuan Sheng?
You are China's number one swordsman, a tough and iron-blooded swordsman. Why are you so rude when talking to a little girl?
Do you really have to be so servile?!
Song Mang glanced at him with disdain and felt that his voice was a bit too artificial.
"Could you please stop talking like that?"
Then, Song Mang put away the submachine gun and took out a new gun.
Xuanyuan Sheng coughed lightly and changed the subject, "Miss Song, this gun looks familiar. Is it that powerful sniper rifle... the Barrett?"
Song Mang carried the sniper rifle and said calmly, "Yes, the King of Snipers, Barrett, but a paper version."
Xuanyuan Sheng: “…”
How come she has all kinds of guns?
She is so rich, could she be an arms wholesaler in the underworld? His ancestor's thigh is too powerful!
Song Mang carried a sniper rifle, stood on the bone staff, and scanned the monks below with the scope.
She said, "Who was it that hit me just now? Stand up yourself. There's a saying that goes, 'If you hold back for a moment, the more you think about it, the more you lose. If you take a step back, the more you think about it, the angrier you get. If I don't take revenge, I won't be able to sleep well tonight.'"
After seeing her kill a Yuanying alone, that person didn't dare to stand up and admit it, and didn't dare to say a word at all.
No one answered below.
Song Mang narrowed his eyes and said, "I remember that what hit me was a vine, which was wood-type spiritual power. To be able to hit me and send me flying right under Xuanyuan Sheng's nose, I guess he must have the strength of a Nascent Soul, right?
How about this, if no one recognizes me, I will randomly kill a Wood-type Yuanying every minute. As long as all Wood-type Yuanying are dead, I will have avenged myself.
"You are killing innocent people!"
Someone immediately spoke up in dissatisfaction. He was also a Wood-elemental Nascent Soul cultivator. "Just because a Wood-element cultivator attacked you, you killed all of them. How is your behavior any different from that of an evil cultivator?"
He also looked at the others and said, "Everyone, this woman has a distorted outlook on life, a cruel temper, and she wields such a powerful paper-made weapon. Keeping her around is truly a disaster.
Instead of letting her kill innocent people here, why don't we work together to deal with her!"
"good!"
Someone immediately agreed.
"Not only must she be dealt with, but Xuanyuan Sheng is also not a good person for associating with evil cultivators and indulging their indiscriminate killing. He is not worthy of being the number one swordsman in China!
Why not deal with Xuanyuan Sheng together, and then we can discuss the ownership of the Xuanyuan Sword. A scum like Xuanyuan Sheng is not worthy of using the Chinese Sword! "
The original cultivation levels of those cultivators were all at the Foundation Establishment stage, and they could only advance to the Nascent Soul stage with the help of the power of the Blood Moon. They believed that their combined strength would be enough to deal with Song Mang and Xuanyuan Sheng.
The sudden and rapid growth of their cultivation also gave them a nouveau riche mentality, believing that they would be invincible if they advanced to the Nascent Soul stage.
The most important thing is that Song Mang and Xuanyuan Sheng both have very powerful weapons in their hands, which makes them crazy jealous.
These people are different from before. They are now Nascent Soul cultivators. How can they use those rubbish spiritual weapons anymore? Naturally, they have to use better weapons!
The spiritual power of those cultivators fluctuated, and everyone looked at Song Mang and Xuanyuan Sheng greedily and eagerly.
Song Mang laughed softly, "A few more people have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, but there are only about twenty of them in total. How dare you covet my things?
Not to mention you, even Xuanyuan Sheng holding the Xuanyuan Sword wouldn't dare to snatch my weapon!"
Xuanyuan Sheng nodded like an NPC beside him, "Of course, I dare not even think about it!"
Others felt that Xuanyuan Sheng seemed to have been possessed by someone, and what he said was completely different from his usual personality. What else could this be but a broken brain?
"What are you crazy about?"
Someone said unconvincedly, "Even with Xuanyuan Sheng looking so foolish right now, I can still fight him alone! His brain is broken, and the Xuanyuan Sword probably doesn't want to listen to him!"
Xuanyuan Sheng: ???
You're the one with a broken brain!
He is very normal!
Xuanyuan Sheng said coldly, "Which eye of yours saw that I was crazy? I'm fine. I can easily kill you. If you keep beeping, I'll chop you down."
"I saw it with both eyes! Not only did I see it, I heard it too! Do you want to listen to how slurred your words were just now? That's the kind of sound a normal man can make."
“…”
While the two were talking, a Nascent Soul cultivator took advantage of the fact that the man attracted the attention of Song Mang and Xuanyuan Sheng and teleported silently behind Song Mang.
A cold light flashed, and a sound of breaking air was heard.
Song Mang didn't even turn his head, but stepped on the bone staff to avoid the attack, then turned around and shot the monk in the head with precision.
boom--!
Bang--!
Accurate headshot!
Barrett, the king of snipers, lived up to his reputation. He shot the monk's head in one shot. His head evaporated in an instant, and most of his body was destroyed by the energy impact.
Moreover, the energy impact of Barrett is stronger than that of a submachine gun and its speed is also faster. He doesn't have time to use his spiritual power to resist it!
The remaining half of the body fell from the sky.
The others didn't expect that Song Mang's sniper rifle was so powerful, but they didn't show any fear, and their eyes looked at Song Mang more and more passionately.
I want her storage space even more!
There must be a lot of awesome paper guns in there!
This is worthy of their current level of cultivation!
More than twenty Nascent Soul cultivators surrounded Song Mang together, with terrifying power and murderous intent.
Song Mang, however, didn't care at all. He slowly said to Xuanyuan Sheng, "Xiao Sheng, I've always felt that sword cultivators are great in single combat, but not so good at group attacks. I've come up with a way to improve their group attack abilities."
Xuanyuan Sheng said modestly, "Miss Song, please give me some advice!"
Song Mang: "That is to use a magical sword that can launch paper cannonballs. In a one-on-one duel, use swordsmanship. Then, when surrounded, launch cannonballs to kill everyone. Simple, isn't it?"
Xuanyuan Sheng: ???
Is this still a sword?!
Before Xuanyuan Sheng could react, Song Mang suddenly pulled out a fat cartoon toy sword, pointed it at the Nascent Soul cultivators, and said, "Don't go too far! If you keep going like this, I'll have to use my swordsmanship! I'm afraid I'll accidentally kill you all!"
Xuanyuan Sheng: !!!!!!
etc!
Why is her sword so plump and round? Could it be filled with... a cannonball?!
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