Chapter 1679 Crazy God Killing

There were more than a thousand people in this group, and the number of gods among them reached nearly a hundred, which was very terrifying. Song Yan glanced around and discovered the three gods that had previously asked them to take a detour.

Most of these people are what they call the Alliance of Gods.

"Stop anyone who comes, we are killing the divine beasts of creation here. I hope everyone will not cause misunderstandings and retreat quickly!"

Song Yan stepped forward with his sword and blocked the path of this group of people.

Hearing Song Yan's words, all the creatures in the Alliance of Gods showed strange looks on their faces, and then a few people couldn't help but burst out laughing. Then, more and more people laughed, and they joined together.

"Human, are you threatening us?"

A foreign god stepped forward and looked at Song Yanwen teasingly.

"puff!"

Song Yan drew the green dragon sword in front of him, and a gully of sword energy suddenly appeared. He glanced at all the creatures in the Alliance of Gods lightly: "Those who cross this realm will die!"

"Hahaha!"

The creatures of the Alliance of Gods laughed again.

The face of the foreign god who stepped forward became even more playful: "Human, are you kidding?"

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

"Then do you know who you are facing?"

There was a hint of sneer on the corners of the foreign gods' lips.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you don't cross the line!" Song Yan responded seriously.

Hearing this, a trace of impatience flashed in the eyes of the foreign god, and he said coldly: "Human, listen carefully, the Alliance of Gods is a super alliance composed of ninety-seven gods. Now, are you sure you want to continue? Do this?"

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

Song Yan still responded in a serious tone.

"Mocha, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him quickly. After we get the beast elixir of this divine beast, we will continue to look for other divine beasts!"

Another foreign god urged him.

"You don't need to remind me, I know!"

Moka responded impatiently, and then looked at Song Yan with murderous intent in his eyes. Without any warning, he suddenly crossed the sword energy gully under Song Yan's cloth, and then raised his hand to pat Song Yan's head. .

"die!"

Sword light flashed, and a body suddenly split open. Then, blood rain suddenly began to fall from the sky, and a sad atmosphere began to fill the air.

"Mocha is dead?"

The other gods were in disbelief when they saw this scene. Moka's strength was not the best among them, but he couldn't be killed by a human who was not a god with such a sword.

The living beings standing behind those gods also felt unbelievable. Master Mocha was a god. How could a god be killed with just one sword?

On the other hand, Xinwang Wanxiang Princess Liu Long and others looked calm, because this was not the first time they had seen Song Yan Tu Shen.

"Does anyone still want to cross the line?"

Song Yan looked at the creatures in the Alliance of Gods again and asked slowly. His tone was the same as before. He didn't have any mental fluctuations after killing a god.

"kill him!"

Five gods flew in from the sky, intending to kill Song Yan.

At this moment, Song Yan quickly threw out several array disks. Suddenly, the void distorted, and the five gods felt their eyes blurred, and even their companions disappeared.

Song Yan jumped into the air and swung five swords in succession.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"

All the five gods that rushed towards him were split in half.

For a moment, the blood-colored drizzle turned into a downpour, and huge sadness invaded, making many people unable to hold back tears.

At the same time, when all the creatures in the Alliance of Gods looked at Song Yan again, they felt solemn in their hearts.

"Who else is willing to step forward and die?"

Song Yan's calm voice sounded again.

"Arrogant, can't you kill all of us with one person and one sword? Let's all join in!"

One of the gods shouted angrily.

"You can try it!"

Song Yan's expression remained unchanged.

"There's me too!"

Liu Long stepped forward and stood side by side with Song Yan.

"Liu Long, take everyone and retreat!"

Song Yan ordered.

"But boss...!"

"Believe me!"

"All right!"

Liu Long reluctantly agreed and withdrew some distance away with King Xin, Princess Wanxiang and others.

"Kill!"

With the shouts of killing, thousands of creatures swarmed towards Song Yan at the same time, and even the intermediate gods could not bear the terrifying aura rising into the sky.

But Song Yan, who was standing there with one man and one sword, looked very calm.

"Boom! Boom!"

An overwhelming torrent of energy swept towards Song Yan all over the sky, almost engulfing him.

At this moment, Song Yan suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, a cold voice sounded in everyone's ears: "The second move of the Murder Sutra will not kill ten thousand people, but it will not return to the sheath!"

The elusive blood-red sword light appeared in front of each creature without any warning, either decapitating their heads or cutting their bodies in half.

In an instant, except for the ninety-one gods, all other creatures died.

"This...is this Brother Chu's true strength?"

King Xin, who was worried about Song Yan, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene. You must know that the worst of the thousands of gods he killed had the strength of a ninth-level warrior.

And the ninety-one gods were also shocked, with a bad premonition in their hearts.

At this moment, the cold voice sounded again: "Kill one person in ten steps using the first form of the Murder Sutra!"

The blood-colored sword light shone again, becoming more and more weird and swift, with no time to dodge.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Short screams sounded one after another, and the blood rain in the sky was like a river pouring down, falling crazily. For a while, a large number of bloody puddles appeared on the ground.

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

Liu Long, King Xin, Princess Wanxiang, Wang Ying and others were counting silently in their hearts.

After ten breaths, there are still eighty-one of the ninety-one gods.

When the remaining eighty-one gods saw their dead companions and the rain of blood, they felt fearful in their hearts.

"Come again, kill one person in ten steps!"

Song Yan disappeared on the spot again, his blood shining like a ghost seducing his soul.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

"Ahhhhh!"

Ten more gods were beheaded, and for a moment, the rain of blood became more violent.

"Run away!"

A shrill voice sounded, and then a god turned into an afterimage and fled into the distance.

The other gods were a little slower, but immediately fled frantically in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the remaining seventy-one gods escaped completely.

Song Yan did not chase him, but instead slashed out a sword with his backhand, directly cutting off the golden lion's head. Then, his body fell from the air, and Wang Ying flew up and exclaimed: "Husband, how are you? ?”

Song Yan deliberately pretended to be weak: "I have consumed too much and need to rest for a while!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan fell asleep easily.