Fading God Card

Just as everyone was running away in a panic, a deep sigh came from the field.

It's strange to say that in such a panic scene, everyone heard it clearly. Some people turned their heads curiously and found that Jiang Wenming had put his head in place.

His clear words came from under the silver mask:

"Your trick is really good, but unfortunately, the sense of reality is still a little bit worse."

"Reality?"

Yin He looked at Jiang Wenming, but the expression on his face was full of astonishment.

"No! All this is true, your head has been chopped off, you are dead!"

"It seems that you still refuse to bow your head! Let me think about it, oh, yes,"

Jiang Wenming stretched out his hands and spread them out in front of him.

At this time, some people finally reacted:

"Didn't his hand be cut off from the beginning? Then what happened when he picked up his head..."

"When did you take this hand back? Why didn't I see clearly?!"

"No, that's not right, you see there are two severed hands beside him, this... is this his new one?"

The corner of Jiang Wenming's mouth hooked, but unfortunately no one could see it:

"You see, as long as I want to, this hand can come back. As for these severed arms, including those wounds, it should be your psychological hint to me. If I really believe that my hand was chopped off and my head was chopped off , then I might really die, but unfortunately..."

"How did you see through it?" Yin He asked suddenly.

"It can't be said that he saw through it..." Jiang Wenming sighed again, a little bit bitterly.

"The main reason is that I really broke my hand. The pain is different from what you simulated, that's all."

"In addition, your attack didn't show any damage value, which is why I didn't dodge your attack. I think all this should be caused by your substitute ability. In fact, we,"

"In your nightmare, isn't it?"

A nightmare is a nightmare.

This guy actually said that he was in a silver nightmare?

So what do we see?

Some dark duelists suddenly stopped, lost in thought, and then widened their eyes:

"Could it be that we have also been recruited?!"

At this moment, Yin He smiled ferociously:

"So what? Do you think dreams can't kill people? As long as you attack enough, your spirit will still be unbearable! Nightmare Moon Moth, strangle!"

With a thud, another phosphor powder short knife was inserted into Jiang Wenming, but Jiang Wenming didn't move, standing still and looking at the sea of ​​knives.

I saw that the sharp phosphorus knife suddenly turned into a pale pink petal when it approached him, and patted him lightly.

"you?!"

"This is my dream, why can you manipulate it?!" Silver Night took two steps back in shock.

This is the first time she has encountered such a difficult opponent. Not to mention seeing through her nightmare, she can actually control her dream in reverse?

This is a nightmare!

"I didn't manipulate it, I just felt that my nose suddenly felt a little itchy, maybe I was stimulated by the pollen to sneeze, ah...Ah!"

Jiang Wenming spread his hands: "Look, it's hitting again!"

"It seems that as long as the hint in your heart is strong enough, the reality of your nightmare will change accordingly. Your determination to kill me doesn't seem to be as strong as my desire to sneeze!"

"Nonsense!"

Two short daggers suddenly appeared in Yin'e's hands, and he rushed towards Jiang Wenming.

"In that case, I will personally send you on your way!"

Suddenly, Yin Eg flashed in front of Jiang Wenming like a ray of light, crossed his daggers, stabbed Jiang Wenming's left rib with one, and wiped his neck with the other.

However, Jiang Wenming's eyes flashed coldly, and he threw out a card he just drew:

"Call! Skeleton Black Bear!"

"Aw!"

With an extremely unpleasant bear roar, Yin He's dagger could not help changing its direction, and wiped it towards the thin bone bear.

"Um?"

Yin He's expression turned horrified.

Bear roaring is a bear's instinct, even the lowest bears can use this skill, but he only uses it at this time, is it just waiting for him to get close?

As if responding to her thoughts, Jiang Wenming took out the big bone stick and slammed it horizontally:

"I've been waiting for you for a long time! Die!"

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and there was even a slight click sound, and Yin He staggered back a few steps, and then clutched his neck with a look of horror.

Her neck was knocked at 90 degrees, no matter how she tried to help her, she couldn't straighten it!

Soon her face turned red because she couldn't breathe:

"Cough! No, it's not true! My neck... no, it's not broken! Wake up, wake up quickly! Cough cough cough! Wake up..."

Yin Eg knelt down in pain, her crooked head opened her mouth wide, but no air could enter her chest. Everyone watched as she stretched out her hand to Jiang Wenming, and finally fell down with a plop. go down.

Jiang Wenming looked at Yin He who was motionless, and gently touched his neck with one hand:

"No one knows better than me what it feels like to have a broken neck. What you have experienced is real!"

A gust of wind blew past, and a fat businessman leisurely opened his eyes.

"Uh, what's going on? Didn't I run to the fence? Why did I go back to the stands?"

Looking left and right, I found that everyone was lying in place, many of them were still frowning, with fear on their faces, as if they were having a nightmare, and some fine phosphorous powder was still stuck on their bodies.

But as time passed, more and more people woke up.

"Look below! The one lying down... Huh? Why is he a dwarf? Where is Yinhe?"

The waking people stared dumbfounded at a thin, short man clutching his neck and falling to the ground.

It seemed that there was no ups and downs in the chest, white foam at the mouth and bruises all over the face, it was actually a dead body due to suffocation!

"In the ninth round, Silver Horn wins!"

Fan Yan, who was standing aside, suddenly announced.

"Win? This..."

Everyone looked confused, but fortunately, Fan Yan quickly performed his duties and explained to everyone, which also allowed Jiang Wenming to take a rest.

He pointed to the male corpse on the ground: "Everyone is right, this is Yin Eg."

"To be exact, this is the real Yinmao!"

"He did use a stand-in before going on stage, and activated his ability. This ability is the Nightmare Phosphorus powder that covers the entire venue. Don't worry, everyone, this phosphorous powder is only effective for his challengers. Everyone is just immersed in it as spectators. That's all, no harm at all."

"Please rest assured that our organizers will not sit back and watch things that endanger everyone's safety happen. We also have this ability!"

Everyone relaxed after hearing this. Fan Yan was indeed awake just now, so it should be no problem if he wanted to interrupt the duel.

Although the dark duel is dark, there are still basic rules. These audiences are actually a source of income. How can the organizer put them in danger?

"What the hell happened just now? This... how did this silver ogre lose?"