Volume 3 The Death of the Sword Fighter Chapter 147 Fish Fantasy (Part 2)

Death to the rats!!"

The laughter was deafening, and Han Fei, who should have been crushed into pieces by the giant claws of the octopus, was slaughtered continuously between the shark formations like a never-ending arrow at this moment, and everywhere he passed, the terrifying beasts that dominated the ocean were all burst like balloons pierced by needles, and the fish illusion raised his hand and rose, trying to make more octopus tentacles stretch out from the flowing ground to control the other party's movement, but Han Fei's speed was far beyond his expectations, countless such as (tào) The rope-like octopus tentacles could only be one step behind it before they could burrow out of the watery ground, unable to stop the other party's faster and faster advance.

The young man restrained his smile and gritted his teeth slightly, and then he quickly leaped up in place, trying to avoid the hook-like iron claws that came straight to his heart, however, compared to the extreme speed of the shadow that was blurred to the point where he couldn't see the shadow clearly, his dodge speed was still slightly inferior, and he saw the white shadow shining like a burning red light in it Flying down, Yu Phantom only felt that his trouser leg was empty, and when he looked down again, his right leg had disappeared like his previous left hand.

"Disgusting garbage, I want you to watch your limbs being taken off one by one!" Crazy laughter surrounded him, Han Fei held the broken leg in his hand, and was (yù) Slammed down at the young man who was staying in place, but in the next second, the touch from the grip in his hand suddenly changed, and his red gaze squinted, Han Fei saw that the severed leg stump in his hand had just turned into a huge and fishy sharp-toothed eel at some point, just like those biologically impossible sea creatures summoned by the fish illusion before, this giant eel had the form of a python and an electric eel at the same time, at this moment, he only saw it (shēn) Layers of electric arcs suddenly floated on the surface of the body, and it was about to launch its innate biological attack.

"What's the situation?" Han Fei snorted suspiciously, but his hand was not soft at all, before the electric eel tried to launch an electric shock, he suddenly choked its belly, and directly tore it apart with a finger knife, but the strange thing is that the ugly sea beast that only had the upper half left not only did not lose its breath, but suddenly opened a huge mouth towards Han Fei's face, and in its fishy and abnormal mouth, the face full of demonic smiles suddenly drilled out of it, and stretched out his right hand painted with a power mark to press the Han Fei mask that was close at hand, and in the next moment, I saw that in the eyes and ears of the mask, countless strange and twisted tentacles suddenly burst out of it!

No matter how strong a human being, if his brain is stirred into a pulp, if he doesn't die on the spot, at least he will lose his ability to move, right?

This normal cognition just flashed in the fish illusion's mind, and it was instantly overturned in the next moment.

The palm that was originally soft and drooping suddenly bloomed, and Yu Huan, who was relieved to defeat the strong enemy, felt an iron hand suddenly clasp his jaw, and before he could react, he saw that the tentacles overflowing between his ears and nose, Han Fei, who should have died here, suddenly burst out, and the two hands that poured all his strength were staggered and torn in the opposite direction, and the handsome young man's face was torn off in an instant, and only a long tongue with nowhere to place was left on half of his face and swayed in the air, and Han Fei didn't stop at all, only to see his fingers clenched into fists, and between his arms, countless green tendons swelled up on the surface of the muscles (ròu).

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The heavy punch that was enough to break through the steel pierced through the boy's back without hindrance, and the spiral qi wave attached to the fist peaks directly threw the remnants of the fish illusion far away, and crashed a straight path between the tulips and flowers. The subtle spark of electricity flickered and dissipated on the mask, and the shadow of the tentacles that had just been drilled between the ears and nose also disappeared, Han Fei fell to the ground on one knee, and then strode to the young man's body that was still panting slightly, grabbed his throat and lifted him with one hand, his red eyes stared directly at the other party under the mask, and the piercing hoarse voice spoke with an undisguised mockery, " Why, can't you figure out why I didn't get killed by these disgusting squid whiskers?"

"Gaga...... Huh...... Ga ......" The fish phantom who had lost his mandible reluctantly moved his head, and no matter how hard he tried, the directly exposed throat and vocal cords could only emit some cacophony caused by the friction of air.

"I know you damn things don't feel pain, so I deliberately plucked your chin, and seeing how embarrassed you are now is a little more exciting than listening to you scream. Han Fei looked up to the sky and laughed cruelly, and then he suddenly stopped laughing, and continued in a deep voice, "I'll let you die, your ability Lao Tzu has long seen through, what shark, what octopus, summoning technique? Spatial ability? Wrong, wrong! The true face of your ability is actually -"

............

"That teenager's ability should be hypnosis. ”

Looking at the lonely door in front of him, who was vomiting liquid, Wingbird said to him with a firm face, "Everything you saw and felt just now is all an illusion, although paresthesia (bī) is real, but in fact it is the result of your brain being deceived. ”

"What are you kidding...... What hypnotism can do this?" "Gumen lay on the ground and gasped for breath, for just a few minutes, he had been under nearly a hundredfold pressure under the sea without oxygen (qíng), which had made his eyes scarlet and bloodshot until now, and at the moment when he was about to lose his support and was on the verge of coma, he felt one hand grab his collar and lift it up, and when he opened his eyes, he was already there.

Wiping away the remaining gastric juice from the corner of his mouth, Gumen stretched out his hand and pointed to the ground, and then asked, "Could it be that the seawater I just spit out is also fake?"

"I have a basis for saying this, uncle, take a closer look at what you just spit out. The winged bird casually folded a tulip next to it, and picked the vomit in front of it with a disgusted look on the slender branch, "Look, this is the Chinese takeaway we called at night, there is chewed filling, there is batter of dough, but there is no so-called seawater, these liquids are just gastric juices that you have accumulated." And don't you notice? Your clothes are still dry, and unless you're wearing a sponge, there's no reason to recover from a soaking wet reservoir dog in just a few minutes, right?"

"What?" Gumen touched the sleeve of his coat without any traces of wetness, and after thinking for a moment, he rolled up his sleeves, then looked at the purple scars on his arm and said, "So, what's going on?"

"Experiments have shown that as long as there is enough (bī) truth, or that the imagination that is falsely created into the human brain is enough to hurt the self (shēn), for example, when a ninja passes the trial, he will blindfold and use a soldering iron to simulate being roasted in a fire, and around him, his teachers and brothers will blow scorched smoke, wave torches, and burn their hair to confuse the public and make him think that he is really in the fire. After the trial, the ninja's (shēn) body will show varying degrees of burn marks, however, during the entire trial, nothing in the heat has touched the ninja for half a minute. The winged bird elaborated as he reached out towards the shēn, "Wait a minute, let me prove it to you." ”

"Wait girl, what are you going to do?!" looked in the direction of the winged bird's outreach, only to see a huge shark's dorsal fin was attacking at great speed, but before Lone could stop it, the fanged thorny mouth bit the winged bird's slender arm fiercely, but the strange thing was that no matter how fiercely the shark's mouth gnawed at its arm, the winged bird's face was still full of the usual casual confidence, and, not to mention the pain, not even the slightest trace of blood had ever splattered out from under the shark's teeth.

"You see, it's like this. "Winged Bird flicked his hand, and the giant shark instantly collapsed and dissipated, "Actually, this trick is quite ineffective for me, no matter how (bī) it is really flawless, in my opinion, unreasonable will inevitably be suspicious, and suspicion means that I subconsciously judged it to be [false], since I can't deceive me, then I naturally won't be hurt by this kind of thing." All in all, it's simple, but ......"

[Disbelief] is the key to cracking this ability.

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