Chapter 1682: Trapping People to Death Will Not Pay for Their Lives

If they just retreat, everyone will be very unwilling to do so, and they will also become a joke in the eyes of others.

If you don't retreat and continue to kill the little thief, if the little thief still has some strength left, someone will die, no, it's the God of Death!

retreat? Still not retreating?

For a moment, the sixty gods were entangled.

"Hey, are you leaving? If you don't leave, we will leave!"

Suddenly, Song Yan, who was adjusting his breath, spoke again. These words fell into the ears of the sixty gods, making many people look bad on the spot, wishing to rip off the skin of this little thief.

Some people couldn't bear it anymore and yelled at Song Yan.

Song Yan didn't care about this at all, but laughed and said: "Haha, you are still gods, do you only have the ability to talk? If you have the ability, don't force me to kill me!"

A group of gods: "..."

"Since you won't leave, then we will really leave. Madam Le'er, please help me walk. Oops, I really have no strength at all!" Song Yan said again.

"Pfft!"

After hearing Song Yan's words, Princess Wanxiang finally couldn't help laughing.

The faces of the gods turned a little darker.

Then, Song Yan and his group evacuated in the direction of the Heavenly Monument of Creation, while the group of gods stood still and seemed a little at a loss.

After being supported by Wang Ying and Wei Le for some distance, Song Yan suddenly turned back and said to the group of gods: "Hey, you really don't want to continue to kill me? It will be difficult for you to still want to kill me after my injury heals!"

"You little thief, you've gone too far!"

All the gods gnashed their teeth in hatred.

"Hahaha!"

What he got in return was Song Yan's wanton laughter.

Until Song Yan and others completely disappeared from the sight of the gods, they did not take any unnecessary action.

At this moment, Song Yan spit out another mouthful of blood and shouted urgently: "Quick! Don't go in the direction of the Monument of Creation, change the direction!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan fainted again.

Everyone was stunned, but King Xin quickly shouted: "Quick, go to the northwest!"

This scene happened to be seen by a nearby alien creature hiding in the jungle.

"No! That little thief is definitely bluffing, let's catch up and take a look!"

So, the gods quickly came to the place where Song Yan vomited blood.

When he saw the blood on the ground, the god who said Song Yan was bluffing became more and more sure, and said in an angry tone: "Damn it, we were all deceived by that damn little thief!"

"Who, get out of here!"

Suddenly, someone shouted towards the jungle not far away.

Suddenly, a timid foreign creature walked out of the jungle and said in a panic: "My lords, spare your lives. I'm just hiding here to rest. I have no other intention!"

"I ask you, did you see a group of people passing by here just now!"

Xie Yun asked, staring at the other person, who was the one who deduced Song Yan's bluff.

"Sir, the villain saw them, and they went in that direction!" The foreign creature replied with a stern voice.

"This is not the direction of the Monument of Creation!"

A look of thought flashed across Xie Yun's face, and he asked again: "Who vomited this blood?"

The foreign creature replied: "Sir, it was a human youth who was supported by two women who vomited. He vomited blood and then fainted!"

"As expected! As expected!" Xie Yun's face was filled with anger: "We were all deceived by that little thief!"

As for the faces of the other fifty-nine gods, they were also very ugly, with murderous intentions appearing on all their faces.

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and kill the little thief. Don't let him escape!"

For a moment, all the gods were chasing Song Yan and others in the direction where they disappeared.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the gods caught up with Song Yan and his group. They were overjoyed to see Song Yan being held in the arms of a woman and falling into a coma.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

As soon as the figures flickered, the gods surrounded Song Yan and his party.

"Protect the boss!"

Liu Long shouted loudly, and led Bayan and other dragon clan geniuses to Song Yan first. Others also took action after hearing the news and protected Song Yan heavily.

"Don't spare any of them, kill them!"

Xie Yun's eyes were filled with murderous intent and he was the first to take action.

Not to be outdone, the other gods took action with anger.

Sixty gods took action together, and the momentum was so terrifying. Just when the expressions of Liu Long and others changed drastically, a force suddenly wrapped them up, and then moved them thousands of meters away, making the gods The attack failed.

Then, the sword light shone, and the ten gods including Xie Yun were cut in half.

At the same time, in the sky in front of the gods, there was a young man holding a sword in white clothes stained with blood. Who was it if it wasn't Song Yan?

He stretched his body freely, yawned and said, "You guys really don't want to let anyone sleep peacefully!"

After hearing Song Yan's words, the remaining fifty gods were so angry that they almost vomited blood. Weren't they fainted? Why did it turn into sleep?

"Little thief, did you pretend to be faint on purpose?"

A god asked Song Yan.

"Nonsense, why did I pretend to be faint? I was obviously sleeping!" Song Yan curled his lips disapprovingly.

"But you vomited blood!"

"Who said you can't vomit blood before going to bed? Wow wow wow!"

Having said this, Song Yan vomited three mouthfuls of blood. Then, he calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Oh, I'm sorry, the blood and energy in my body are a bit strong during this period. I feel better after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood!"

Hearing this, the gods' lungs almost exploded with anger.

Liu Long and others looked at this scene in confusion, wondering whether Song Yan was really injured or fake.

"By the way, are you here to kill me? If so, please continue! Wow wow wow!"

At this point, Song Yan vomited blood again.

"Look, I'm vomiting blood again. I'm too injured. If you want to kill me, I definitely don't have the strength to fight back!"

Hearing Song Yan's words, the faces of all the gods turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. Looking at the torrential rain of blood falling from the sky, one of the gods turned around and left. He really didn't want to hear another word from this little thief. He was so angry. Not paying for your life.

Someone took the lead, but they didn't dare to take action until they could figure out the depth of Song Yan, so the gods turned around and left one by one.

"Haha, please go slowly without seeing me off. Remember to come and kill me often!" Song Yan waved to them and shouted.

"Kill your sister!"

"Damn little thief!"

"Despicable!"

"I won't be fooled!"

Each of the gods cursed in their hearts, but their speed was faster. In the blink of an eye, they completely disappeared from the sight of Song Yan and others.

Liu Long and others flew up.

"Boss, are you really injured or are you faking it?"

Song Yan rolled his eyes: "I didn't see me vomiting so much blood. Of course I was really injured. I wouldn't be vomiting any blood if I wasn't injured!"

"Are you bluffing again?" Liu Long said confused.

"What else do you think?"

Song Yan smiled.

"Brother Chu, you are so shameless, you actually lied to us!" King Xin said pretending to be angry.

"If I didn't lie to you, how could I lie to those guys to die!"

Song Yan smiled.

"Ah, boss, you're not hurt. That's great!" Liu Long finally woke up.

"Husband, you are so evil, you have made us worry for a long time!" Wang Ying glanced at Song Yan angrily.

"Brother, you don't even know how worried we are about you!"

Chuxue also joined the crusade against Song Yan.

"Actually, I was really seriously injured. Oops, I fainted again. Madam, help me!"

Everyone: "..."