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Chapter 1861 Do ants dare to challenge God?

 "Buzz!"

The Imperial Sword in the sky was obviously angry, it let out a sword cry, and a divine thought filled the air.

"How dare an ant challenge God?"

A sword intent descended from the sky, it was domineering and extremely powerful.

Zhuge Xun, who had just felt that his pressure was greatly reduced, lay down again.

She raised her head and saw the vibration in the sky. Countless sword intentions gathered together, looming and soaring down from the sky, extremely domineering.

The earth trembled in front of this sword intent, and the broken earth was ravaged again.

Zhuge Xun's body was trembling, feeling the breath of death.

This sword made her unable to resist.

Buzz!

There was a sword sound nearby, as clear and crisp as gentle spring water dripping on a stone.

Click!

Countless small holes suddenly appeared around him, and the air was filled with sharp sword intent.

The next moment, the sword intent exploded, and Ji Yanren's swords united and soared into the sky, turning into a terrifying sword light.

"Boom!"

The two swords collided, a huge explosion sounded, and the invisible storm of swords spread, raging between heaven and earth.

The sycamore trees were in a state of shock. Such a collision would definitely kill them all.

"Run!"

However, it was calm here and nothing happened.

On the contrary, there was a mess all around them for several miles.

Countless sword intentions fell, like countless cannonballs exploding, countless pieces of soil flying, and dust flying.

They are protected by Ji Yan here, and they feel full of security.

The sycamore tree's eyes widened, and Mo Junjian's voice sounded, "I'm afraid of a ball, so I have a plan and the boss will take action. Everything is fine."

Lying on the ground, just like its owner, lying there not wanting to move, in the same way, it talks

The sound also made the sycamore tree feel very annoying, "You also said that you are an old tree, so your life has been in vain."

The sycamore tree glared at Mo Junjian, "If you hadn't seen you as a sword, I would have slapped you with my old branch."

He talks exactly like that bastard boy.

In the sky, Ji Yan and the Emperor's Sword were clashing fiercely.

Although it is an imperial sword and its origin is mysterious, Ji Yan is no match for it.

After several rounds of collision, the consciousness controlling the Emperor Sword was shocked and angry.

"Damn it, how dare you, an ant, do this?"

The voice echoed, and black mist emerged from the emperor's sword, squirming and turning into a black figure, only revealing a pair of scarlet eyes, staring at Ji Yan.

The late stage of integration!

It is the incarnation of Aragami.

Aragami held the emperor's sword tightly, pointed at Ji Yan and shouted angrily, "You ant, suffer death!"

He raised the imperial sword and swung it fiercely.

The black light was dazzling, as if it had swallowed up all the light in the world.

The world fell into darkness.

At the same time, a whistling wind of darkness blew, as if the dark wind could blow out the fire of a person's soul.

Zhuge Xun and Wutong Tree were also plunged into darkness, and they could not find their way in the darkness.

In the endless darkness, life gradually withers like a flower that has never seen the sun.

Just as the two were hesitant, a beam of light lit up, breaking the darkness.

Ji Yan took action again, and the dazzling sword light rose into the sky like the sun, shattering the darkness.

"Boom!"

Aragami's attack in white

Dissipated in the lustrous sword light.

Ji Yan took the initiative to attack and waved his long sword. Knowing how terrifying his opponent was, Ji Yan did not hold back and attacked with all his strength.

"Roar!"

A white divine dragon appeared, circled in the sky, and then rushed straight away like a fairy dragon to kill the god of waste.

The white divine dragon exuded a sharp aura that caused countless cracks to ripple in the heaven and earth.

However, facing Ji Yan's sword, Huang Shen was very disdainful and sneered, "Ant!"

The emperor's sword swung horizontally and struck hard.

The white divine dragon let out a mournful cry and instantly fell into pieces.

Ji Yan was also severely injured, and blood rushed to his throat.

However, the figure is still upright, and the fighting spirit in his eyes is even stronger. ??

"Death!"

Aragami shouted coldly, "Let you see what the true sword intention is."

The imperial sword was swung out.

The fierce and domineering sword intent surged out.

Ji Yan swung his sword to block, but was defeated in an instant. Like a huge wave coming, Ji Yan was instantly swept away and disappeared into the sky.

"snort!"

Aragami snorted, with pride in his tone.

Do little ants dare to challenge gods?

Then, its scarlet eyes revealed a cruel gaze, staring at Xiao Yi and his group on the ground.

The evil mind swept across, with a hint of surprise, "Little sycamore tree, good, very good, a great tonic, Jiejie"

The parasol tree is numb, why is it targeting me?

The sycamore tree wanted to escape, but he couldn't move.

"Little sycamore tree, give me your true nature, Jie Jie, and I will let you die happily!"

The sycamore tree is afraid

Fear, but also anger.

He only regretted that he didn't have Lu Shaoqing's eloquence, otherwise he would have to make a few high and low sentences.

The black man also rushed down towards the sycamore tree with the imperial sword in his hand. The terrifying aura had already locked and suppressed this place.

The sycamore tree couldn't even move.

but!

Suddenly, a flash of sword light came from a distance with a sharp sword intention, and hit the Aragami rushing down hard.

"puff!"

Black mist emerged from its body, like black blood.

Ji Yan appeared again and stood in front of Huang Shen.

"Ants!"

The wild god was furious, his thoughts were like rolling thunder, and the heaven and earth shook.

It drew its sword again, and its overbearing sword intent struck Ji Yan again.

Ji Yan swung his sword coldly, and the same sharp sword intention came out from the Wuqiu sword.

The two sharp swords collided, and the world was torn apart like paper.

Ji Yan once again sprayed blood and flew out.

“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”

Seeing Ji Yan being knocked away, Wutong Shu and Zhuge Xun also looked ugly and felt hesitant in their hearts.

If Ji Yan is no match, who else can beat Aragami?

Sudden!

Mo Junjian shouted, "Boss!"

Lu Shaoqing's figure appeared here. Lu Shaoqing touched his forehead and muttered, "Damn it!"

Then watching Ji Yan being knocked away, Lu Shaoqing clicked his tongue and shook his head, "Trouble!"

The sycamore tree said to him, "Aren't you going to help?"

Wutongshu kindled a little hope in his heart, Lu Shaoqing might have a way.
Chapter completed!
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