Chapter 1685

There are more than a thousand people in this group, and the number of gods among them has reached nearly one hundred, which is very frightening. Song Yan glanced at them and found the three gods that had let them bypass before.

Most of them are what they call the alliance of gods.

"Come and stop. We are killing the animals here. I hope you don't get me wrong and get back quickly!"

Song Yan came forward with a sword, blocking the way of these people.

Hearing song Yan's words, the faces of all the creatures in the alliance of gods showed strange colors. Then, several people couldn't help laughing. Then, more and more people laughed, one after another.

"Man, are you threatening us?"

A foreign deity stepped forward and looked at Song Yan cruelly.

"Poof!"

In Song Yan's hand, the green dragon sword is in front of him. Suddenly, a sword gully appears. He lightly glances at all the creatures in the alliance of gods: "those who cross this boundary will die!"

"Hahaha!"

The gods of the union laughed again.

The color of sadism on the face of the foreign god who came up was stronger: "human, are you kidding?"

"No, I'm talking to you very seriously!" Song Yan shook his head gently.

"Do you know who you are facing?"

There is a little more ridicule on the lips of the foreign gods.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you don't cross the border!" Song Yan's serious response.

Hearing this, there was a trace of impatience in the eyes of the foreign deity. He said coldly, "man, listen, the alliance of gods is a super alliance composed of 97 deities. Now, are you sure you want to continue to do this?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you don't cross the border!"

Song Yan still replied with a serious tone.

"Mocha, don't talk to him. Kill him quickly. When we get the animal Dan of this God made beast, we will continue to look for other God made beasts!"

Another alien deity urged.

"Don't remind me, I know!"

Mocha responds impatiently, and then looks at Song Yan. There is a killing chance in his eyes. Without any sign, he suddenly crosses the sword gully under song Yan's cloth, and then raises his hand and pats song Yan's head.

"Death!"

Sword flash, a body suddenly split, then, the sky suddenly began to fall blood rain, a sad atmosphere began to diffuse.

"Mocha is dead?" Other gods are unbelievable to see this scene. Mocha's strength is not the best among them, but it can't be killed by a human who is not a God.

It's hard to believe that all the creatures standing behind the gods. Lord Mocha is a God. Why is God so killed by a sword?

It's Liu long, the princess of Wanxiang, who believed in Wang, and other people's calm, because they didn't see song Yantu for the first time.

"Does anyone want to cross the border?"

Song Yan looked again at a group of the spirits in alliance of the gods, and asked slowly. His tone was same as before, and his mind fluctuated when he didn't kill a spirit.

"Kill him!"

Five gods flew to kill song Yan.

At this time, song Yan quickly threw out several array plates. Suddenly, the void was distorted. The five gods felt a blur in front of them, and then they disappeared with their companions.

Song Yan rises from the air, wielding five swords in succession.

"Poop poop poop!"

The five spirits that came from the attack were all split in two.

For a while, the bloody light rain turned into a downpour, and a huge sadness came, which made many people could not help crying.

At the same time, when the spirits of the alliance of gods looked at Song Yan again, they all felt more dignified.

"Who else would like to die?"

Song Yan's indifferent voice rings again.

"Arrogance, can you kill all of us with one sword? No, let's go!"

Cried a spirit, exasperated.

"You can try!"

Song Yan's expression is ancient.

"And me!"

Liu long stands in front of song Yan.

"Liu long, you take everyone back!"

Song Yan ordered.

"But boss...!"

"Believe me!"

"All right!"

Liu long reluctantly agreed to come down, with the king of letters and the princess of Vientiane and other people out of a distance.

"Kill!"

Along with the shouting and killing sound, thousands of creatures swarmed to song inkstone at the same time, which was so terrible that even the intermediate gods could not bear it.

But song Yan, who stood there with one sword, seemed very calm.

"Boom! Boom! "

The overwhelming energy torrent swept song inkstone, almost engulfed him.At this time, song Yan suddenly disappeared in place.

At the same time, a cold voice sounded in everyone's ear: "the second type of the Sutra does not cut thousands of people and does not return to the scabbard!"

The blood red sword light appeared in front of each living creature without any sign, or cut off their heads, or cut their bodies in half.

In an instant, all but the ninety-one gods died.

"Here Is this the real strength of brother Chu? "

Seeing this scene, Xin Wang, who was worried about song Yan, was stunned for a while. You know, the thousands of gods killed by him are the worst with the strength of level 9 generals.

The ninety-one gods were also shocked, and there was a bad feeling in their hearts.

At this time, the cold voice sounded again: "kill one person in ten steps of the first move of the Sutra!"

The bloody sword light is shining again. It is more strange and faster. There is no time to dodge.

"Ah ah ah!"

The short screams were heard one after another. The blood rain in the sky was like a river pouring down, falling madly. For a while, there were a lot of blood puddles on the ground.

"One, two, three, four..."

Liu long, Xin Wang, Princess Vientiane, Wang Ying and others silently count in their hearts.

After ten breaths, there are eighty-one gods left.

The rest 81 gods saw their dead companions and the pouring blood rain, and their hearts were filled with fear.

"Again, kill one in ten steps!"

Song inkstone disappeared in place again, with blood shining like a ghost.

"Poop poop!"

"Ah ah ah!"

Another ten gods were beheaded. For a while, the blood rain became more and more fierce.

"Run!"

A shrill voice sounded, and then a spirit turned into a shadow and fled to the distance.

The other gods slowed down a little bit, but they also fled towards the four directions.

In an instant, the remaining 71 gods escaped completely.

Song Yan didn't go after him, but cut off the head of the Golden Lion directly with his backhand. Then, his body fell from the air, and Wang Ying flew up and exclaimed, "how are you, husband?"

Song Yan deliberately pretended to be weak: "I'm consuming too much. I need a rest!"

As soon as the voice fell, song Yan fell asleep.

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