Section 245

Faced with the sudden siege of the crowd, the code-named Nightmare sneered disdainfully and rode slowly on the white-bone warhorse.

In front of him, the thirty or so people who had fallen into the nightmare before actually gathered together, surrounding him like a ring.

"Damn it!"

Jia Sang was furious, and turned around while cursing, and thousands of giant hands were raised together to block all the attacks of everyone.

He understood that this was a life-and-death battle.

Previously, everyone had mobilized all their strength and attacked with all their strength. Such a hasty withdrawal of the moves would definitely cause a terrible backlash.

So.

He chose to resist by himself!

"Boom!"

"Puff!"

Countless attacks instantly annihilated him, and blood arrows spit out from his mouth. All the ghost hands in front of Jia Sang collapsed, and finally shattered like ceramics. The breath was already extremely low in an instant!

"Jia Sang!"

"Mr. Jia!"

Su Tingbai and others shouted in grief. Wan Hong's figure was shrouded in ghost energy. He quickly approached and barely supported Jia Sang.

"Sorry... Next, I may have to hand it over to you!"

Jia Sang was covered in blood. What everyone couldn't accept was that these injuries were inflicted by their own people!

"Understood!"

Wan Hong almost gritted his teeth. Without stopping, he quickly jumped away with the seriously injured Jia Sang until he was a thousand meters away, and then put him down.

Then he rushed back resolutely with a raging rage.

"Wu Cao Ni Ma! Die for me!"

All the ghost energy was stimulated to the extreme, and Wan Hong was gradually covered like glue. In an instant, he seemed to become more like a demon than the nightmare!

"Curse, death and decay!"

"Clang!"

The bone spur over one meter long protruded from Wan Hong's palm like a sharp sword, and the curse veins like flowing light shot out in a straight line, locking the nightmare like a tracker.

At this moment, Wan Hong was like a black sword shadow, stabbing straight at the dream demon with extreme speed.

This was the curse of the ghost king in Wan Hong's body, and it was also the strongest move. Once locked, it would be a fight to the death!

The dream demon had no expression on his face, and the handkerchief in his hand was lightly raised. The crowd controlled by the dream instantly intercepted Wan Hong like hungry wolves, opening their hands, obviously wanting them to die in their own hands!

"Swoosh!"

However, Wan Hong's speed was too fast, just like a black stream of light, dragging a black light tail afterimage, instantly shuttled out of the crowd, and thousands of ghost characters appeared on the bone spurs, piercing the face of the dream demon!

"Oh?"

The eyelids were slightly raised, and the dream demon seemed to be surprised at the power and speed of Wan Hong's move.

After being surprised, he sneered.

"The speed and strength are very good, but it's a pity that it's only a six-star ghost king after all, cut off!"

It seemed to be admiration, but the bottom of his eyes was full of disdain and sarcasm.

With a final cold shout, the handkerchief in his hand was thrown out, and it instantly coiled along Wan Hong's bone spur like a snake.

"Crack!"

A crisp bone cracking sound rang out, and the bone spur that Wan Hong was about to pierce into the face of the dream demon broke helplessly at the last moment.

The snake-like handkerchief was relentless, and continued to coil up with a terrifying ghost aura, possessing Wan Hong's arm. A series of bone fractures that made people's scalps numb instantly sounded like firecrackers!

"Well! Kaha!"

This Wan Hong is indeed a man. One of his arms was almost disabled, but he didn't even cry out in pain. He just couldn't bear it in the end, and a mouthful of reverse blood instantly flowed down, splashing the dream demon.

"Hehe, the blood of a human strongman is indeed unusual."

However, the dream demon didn't have the slightest bit of resignation, stretched out his hand to recall the handkerchief, and after wiping his cheek lightly, he directly stretched out a half-meter-long disgusting scalp, and licked all the blood into his stomach with satisfaction.

"It's been a long time since I tasted such delicious food. As a reward, you will become a general under my throne!"

With bloodshot eyes, the Dream Demon looked at Wan Hong as if he was a high-ranking existence.

"Bah!"

The only thing that responded to him was a mouthful of thick spit from Wan Hong.

"Looking for death!"

Looking at the spit on the golden armor, the Dream Demon's calm face instantly became extremely ferocious, the cold wind howled around him, and the green ghost fire was blazing.

In a rage, he slapped down with a palm, and directly slapped Wan Hong's body away like throwing garbage.

"Thank you!"

However, Wan Hong was hit so hard that he even spit out a lot of blood, but he laughed sarcastically, but took advantage of this huge force to quickly jump out of the encirclement.

At this point in the battle, all the audience in the live broadcast room fell silent.

"What a despicable evil spirit, hiding behind us!"

"Damn it! Mr. Jia is seriously injured, and now another expert's attack failed. Isn't it said that the longer the time is delayed, the more hopeless those people will be? Where is the God of War, come out and take action!"

"Ahhh, so angry! Where is the God of War? Come out and save people, beat this damn bastard to death!"

......

After the silence, everyone was boiling, watching the tragic battle under the camera with bloodshot eyes, wishing that they had no strength, otherwise they would definitely rush over and beat up the nightmare.

"Mr. Jin, it's time to take action! If it's too late, the people in front will be finished!"

In the operations room in the rear, the old man looked at Jin You with bloodshot eyes, clenched his fists, and even his ten fingers were deeply embedded in his palms, leaving a little scarlet.

But he didn't know that their Lord God of War was now frightened by the weird curse of the nightmare.

With such a weird ability, how could he fight?

Should we ignore those manipulated idiots and kill them all together? Then the labor and management should not be scolded to death by those bad guys in the live broadcast room?

No, that's not right!

wait!

As long as he waits until those people are completely hopeless and completely eroded by the nightmare curse, won't he be able to take action at will?

Haha, I must kill those hopeless chickens. As long as I say some affectionate words then, won't everyone follow me?

In an instant, Jin You had made an absolute decision.

It is necessary to take action, but it is completely impossible now!

He immediately turned around and said angrily: "Are you in a hurry? Aren't there still people dead? Wait a few minutes, I have almost seen through the trick of the fire-burning ghost, don't disturb the labor!"

Not only did he not take action, he scolded the old man and made up an excuse. Jin You almost cried because of his genius.

"You...you! Poof!"

Seeing that Jin You not only refused to take action, but also said such heartless words, the old man was so angry that he vomited blood and passed out.

"Hmph! It's better this way, drag this old thing away quickly, it's an eyesore!"

Jin You's expression did not change, but he snorted disdainfully. This made the other civilian members of the special task force extremely dissatisfied.

Gritting their teeth, Jin You was not someone they could offend, so they had to quickly help the old man aside and sit down.

the other side.

The most forward position.

After losing two generals one after another, Su Tingbai had to instruct everyone to stop temporarily and carefully escort Wan Hong back.

"Made! So will Jin You take action? The money has been collected and the benefits have been discussed. Are you waiting for us to die before you come out?"

In the crowd, one person helped Wan Hong back while he couldn't help but cursed angrily.

The eyes of the others also flickered for a while, and Su Tingbai's expression turned extremely ugly.

"Oh? No fight now? Then I have to leave!"

Looking at the people who did not dare to attack wantonly, the dream demon burst into laughter.

With a wave of his hand, the group of people controlled by the dream began to slowly push out, and he sat on the bone-white horse and followed slowly at the end.

Behind him is Yuan Mingyuan. Where his boss is, as long as there is no Cave God Realm or Impermanence level boss taking action, he is obviously not worried at all.

"Everyone be prepared, no matter what, we can't let him break out of the blockade!"

His eyes flickered and he struggled, but in the face of the safety of millions of ordinary people behind him, Su Tingbai could only make a decision with pain.

Next, they will do whatever it takes, even if they have to kill those former companions!

"Hmph! Big bad guy, Yingying is here to destroy you!"

However, at this moment, when everyone's hearts were occupied by tension and grief, a somewhat cute voice sounded from behind the dream demon!