Jiang Wenming's body was still lying on the ground, but the Yellow Wind Monster was still fighting Jörmungad.

This has made many people wonder.

"Why is the battle still going on? Isn't it supposed to be over? ”

"Cheat! Definitely cheating! The Huaxia Empire must have colluded with the referee, ah......"

Before the man finished speaking, he was directly struck by a lightning bolt and turned into flying ashes on the spot.

And Bobby, who shot it, didn't even mean to explain, and still didn't show up.

The battle continues!

The Yellow Wind Monster was suspended in mid-air at this time, and took out an oil lamp full of golden sand in his hand.

The thin fingers gently pinched a handful, put it to the mouth and blew.

"Whew!"

Although this breath seemed faint, after leaving his body, it directly turned into a violent wind.

Along with those golden sands, a terrifying sandstorm was formed.

Suddenly, the sky was dark, and the entire battlefield was covered.

The audience outside the arena watched this scene intently, but unfortunately the sandstorm was too big for them to see anything.

"Hiss~"

Jörmungad's screams rang out, followed by a huge figure writhing.

This is a samadhi divine wind, which can scrape gold cracking stones, not to mention that it is mixed with golden sand refined by the Yellow Wind Monster.

The current sandstorm is not to mention flesh and blood, even gold and iron will be stirred into slag.

That is, Jörmunga had to have rough skin and thick flesh to hold on, but obviously it wouldn't last long.

The scales on its body were cut layer by layer, and it became a blur of flesh and blood, and it kept writhing in pain, trying to get rid of the sandstorm.

It's a pity that his body is too big to avoid at all.

Every time a sandstorm is blown, it is like a delay for it, and the pain can be imagined.

The most important thing is that these golden sands are not extraordinary, but the magic weapon refined by the Yellow Wind Monster, although it looks inconspicuous, but in fact it is not only extremely sharp, but also extremely attached.

Once it is stained with flesh, it is very difficult to get out.

When Sun Wukong was blinded, didn't he become blind?

Although Jörmungad's physical body is strong, how can he compare to Sun Wukong, who was born as a stone monkey.

With the strangulation of the sandstorm, the original yellow air was gradually dyed crimson.

That's Jörmungadr's blood!

"Get into the sea!"

The bearded god didn't care to wonder why the game was still going on, and hurriedly reminded Jörmungad.

Although sandstorms are powerful, they can't be as effective as they are in water, right?

As if hearing him, Jörmunga turned the serpent and fled into the sea.

"Hmph, I still want to run!"

The Yellow Wind Monster sneered.

I saw him take a deep breath, then pick up the oil lamp in his hand and blow it hard.

An even more powerful sandstorm is coming.

Everywhere you go, whether it is the ground, the rocks, or the sea, all disappear.

Half of Jörmungard's body, which had just run out, suddenly froze, and the flesh and blood quickly dissipated, as if it had been erased by an invisible force.

Not even the blood mist appeared.

Half an hour later, the yellow sand dispersed.

The original sea is gone!

Jörmungadr is gone!

In its place was a barren desert.

The Yellow Wind Monster withdrew the oil lamp, and the cloak behind him fluttered, falling slowly to the ground.

"The Yellow Wind Great Sage is awesome!"

"My mother, she is worthy of being a fierce man who dares to eat Buddha, I didn't believe it at first, but now I feel that my face hurts."

"Now I finally understand, why Jiang Shen chose him, the sky is falling apart in one breath, and the other party is in ashes in two breaths, it's just handsome and blind me!"

"It is worthy of a person with the name of a great saint, only the wrong name, no wrong nickname, the ancestor does not deceive me!"

"I used to hear that blowing your breath can blow you to death, I just thought it was an exaggeration, but now it seems that I am too young and shallow."

“……”

The Yellow Wind Monster's samadhi kamikaze directly showed the audience in Huaxia District.

All kinds of sycophants emerge in endlessly.

At this moment, a hideous snake head suddenly burst out of the yellow sand and bit the Yellow Wind Monster.

"Be careful!"

Someone exclaimed.

However, as soon as he was halfway there, he turned into ashes.

On the other side, the bearded god looked at Jiang Wenming behind him blankly.

"You're still looking around in the midst of the war, aren't you the same?"

Jiang Wenming's words sounded.

The bearded god fell to the ground.

He didn't understand how Jiang Wenming, who had already died, was alive again.

I don't understand how I can see behind me when my body is obviously not moving.

It's a pity that he didn't have a chance to understand again.

Consciousness plunged into darkness and died completely.

Jiang Wenming looked at the bearded god who was twisted into a twist by him, and only then did he let go of the big stone in his heart.

With a snap of his fingers, the corpse of himself on the ground slowly dissipated, and finally fell to the ground as a hair.

Seeing this scene, the Yellow Wind Monster glanced at Jiang Wenming with some surprise, but he didn't say anything.

Just bowed slightly at him.

At this time, the figure of the host Bobbi appeared and began to announce the results of the game.

[In this ring battle, the Chinese Empire won! ] 】

There were no cheers, no excitement, more bewildered faces.

The audience in Huaxia District was still immersed in the reversal between the electric light and flint just now.

It feels like my brain is a little underwhelming.

"Isn't Jiang Shen already dead, why is he alive again?"

Someone asked what everyone thought.

"It seems to be a trick to death, but how did he do it?"

You must know that since Jiang Wenming stepped into the ring, he has been in the field of vision of everyone.

Tens of billions of people in the audience are watching, how did he change his stand-in?

"Good boy, you're there!"

Long Ye ran over excitedly and gave Jiang Wenming a bear hug.

When he saw Jiang Wenming being killed just now, he was terrified.

Unexpectedly, this was just a means for him to deceive the other party.

Even their own people have been deceived.

"A little trick, it was just just in case, but I didn't expect to save my life by mistake."

Jiang Wenming said modestly.

In fact, long before he went to the ring, he secretly used seventy-two changes, using a hair to become his own appearance, and he turned into a small flying insect and lay on the doppelganger.

He could have avoided the bearded god's sneak attack on him, but on second thought, he thought it might be an opportunity for him.

So he let the other party decapitate himself, and he quietly climbed on top of the other party, ready to give him a fatal blow.

It's just that he didn't expect that the Yellow Wind Monster would be so strong.

In just two breaths, Jörmunga was blown to the point that there were no bones left.

If it weren't for the last-minute moment, when Ye Mengjia attacked with a dying blow, Jiang Wenming planned to hide it all the time and not expose this ability.

But at that time, the situation was critical, and he could not continue to hide, so he had no choice but to show up and break the neck of the bearded god from behind.

That's where the sudden reversal just now.

"What you just used was the Seventy-Two Transformation Technique? Do you study under Patriarch Bodhi? No, Patriarch Bodhi has already closed the mountain gate and no longer preached, could it be that monkey who passed on your magical powers? ”

The Yellow Wind Monster asked suddenly.

It's just that this tone sounds a little ......