Fading God Card

"Weakness? What weakness? I don't have a weakness!"

"The lives of all of you are connected to me. If I die, you must die too! You...don't come here!"

Seeing that Jiang Wenming used his broken right hand when he took off his mask, his raised arm arched over his face, and his eyes didn't even blink, the clown couldn't help shivering.

Doesn't this person hurt?

Who is the pervert? !

Even when he hurt himself, he wasn't so calm!

After all, the injury is not transference, and he would have to suffer the same amount of pain. If it weren't for the fact that his status as an apostle should not be too cheap, he would put on a ridiculous clown makeup on himself?

It's just to cover up the painful expression when I hurt myself!

Looking at the guy in front of him again, he felt even more fierce than him when he beat himself up!

grass!

Humans really have all kinds of abnormalities!

Can't compare!

But Jiang Wenming still slowly approached the clown, and the bone stick made a long mark on the ground.

"Everybody dies? Really?"

"Bastard, hahaha! What he said is true! Hahaha, you, you are not allowed to hit him again! I... I am in pain!"

Diao Feiyang clutched his severed hand, and cursed at an open space in a dizzy manner.

Jiang Wenming's stick knocked almost everyone into a daze just now, and now he can't tell the difference between south, east and north.

Seeing this, the clown rolled his eyes, looked at the people approaching, and suddenly licked his lips.

"Hahaha! What? You still think that you can get rid of my harm synchronization? Listen to the rest of you, as long as whoever kills this kid, I can remove his damage synchronization!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Wenming felt a few cold eyes from the wild laughter around him.

This clown actually wants to divide them up to now?

However, Hua Zhong coughed up a mouthful of blood while clutching his wound, suppressed wild laughter, and shouted to everyone convulsively:

"Don't listen to him! He is the cave master in the soul cave. He wants to drive us humans to extinction! You can't believe what he said!"

"Why can't you believe it? The Soul Emperor didn't say to let me drive you all to death, but just let you retreat in spite of difficulties, and I still have the right to keep one or two alive! Kill him, and whoever kills him I will let him Leave!" The clown pointed at Jiang Wenming and gritted his teeth.

If it wasn't for his lack of attack power, would he need to use this move?

But according to his understanding of human beings, this trick can be tried a hundred times!

Before he joined the Soul Emperor, he used this method to disintegrate many teams who claimed to die in the same year and the same month. Whether it was a couple or husband and wife, brothers or relatives, in the face of the fear of life and death, they would choose to let themselves survive!

And this is human beings!

"I keep my word! Kill him!"

Sure enough, some people who were clutching their stomachs and laughing wildly but still leaning towards the clown with difficulty hesitated.

Diao Feiyang even kicked twice at the guard beside him:

"Hahaha, what are you waiting for, hurry up, hahaha, kill him! I...hahaha, I can't die here, hahaha!"

"Diao Feiyang!"

Hua Zhong suddenly turned his head and glared, but suddenly, a lot of blood spurted out from his waist, and when his eyes went dark, he knelt down on one knee.

Looking at the white tiger that was still dancing in the distance, it was already on the verge of falling. It seemed that even the white tiger couldn't last long.

"What are you waiting for, hahaha, do it!" Diao Feiyang ignored him and still cursed.

But at this moment, the guards around him suddenly spat amid wild laughter, staggered to Hua Zhong's side, and took out their own hemostatic medicine to treat his wound.

"Little brother! Haha, do it, haha, hurry up! Kill him!"

"You bastards, hahaha, are you rebelling?!"

Seeing that everyone around him had left, Diao Feiyang couldn't help being shocked and angry, but now no one paid any attention to him.

And when Jiang Wenming glanced back at the eyes of those who were leaning towards him, each of them seemed to have a death wish on their faces.

It is estimated that from their point of view, they also feel that they have no choice but to realize that they will die together.

Even Steel Beast and the others nodded to themselves, and Jiang Wenming suddenly sighed.

"Really, no one listens to the truth these days."

"The truth? What truth? Hiss!"

The clown retreating back let out a breath of cold air. The rapid ejection just now made his right hand hurt a little bit more, but he still looked at the approaching Jiang Wenming with a ferocious face.

"Of course it's the truth to kill you!"

Jiang Wenming said as he kept walking forward.

Everyone is seriously injured, and now the competition is who can bear it more.

As it turned out, no one could endure the pain better than him.

"Impossible! Do you want everyone to die together? I still have seven thousand lives! What can you do to me?"

"Really? Then why are you running?" Jiang Wenming sneered.

yes!

Everyone's eyes suddenly brightened.

Obviously the clown still has so many lives, so why is he running? If Jiang Wenming dared to do something, humans whose lives were not as good as the clown's would definitely die first, so why did he run away?

"Could it be..." Jiang Wenming paused.

"As long as you lose consciousness, the harm synchronization will be released, right?"

lose consciousness?

Even though he had won the carnival, Xu Maile, who was still smiling all the time while others were laughing wildly, suddenly squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Wenming.

But Jiang Wenming continued under the horrified eyes of the clown:

"Your injury is empathetic to put it bluntly, but if you are unconscious and have no feeling, we naturally don't have to bear the injury you have suffered, right?"

"You're talking nonsense!" the clown said urgently.

"I'm talking nonsense? Then why are you not afraid of the white tiger's bite, but you are afraid of me who only holds a bone stick? Moreover, every time your head is injured, we only suffer dizziness, but we don't share the pain." Hurt!" Jiang Wenming raised the corner of his mouth and pointed to his head.

At this time, everyone had already grown their mouths, laughing dryly, and widening their eyes.

Many people even directly read the battle log,

really!

The clown's damage synchronization did not cause them any harm. It was only because the headache was too painful and they needed to keep an eye on their rapidly declining blood volume that they didn't notice it!

No wonder!

No wonder this clown is so afraid of Jiang Wenming!

It turned out that what I was afraid of was this big stick that was specially designed to hit the head!

If he fainted, then everyone would not be hurt. Wouldn't it be easy to deal with the apostle who had 0 attack?

The clown watched the eyes of everyone looking at him gradually become fiery, and his heart trembled, but after a second thought, he sneered again:

"It was actually seen through by you, but it's a pity, hahaha, I got this card! This is my invincible hole card! You are still going to die! Hahaha!"

With that said, the clown directly threw out a new card.

"Not good! Stop him!"