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"Are you sure this duel will be yours?"

Seeing that Huang Fu Nanlian was not seriously injured, Wang Yan handed her over to his companions behind him, letting her retreat and rest, and then faced the Black Fallen Apostle Gante alone, looking fearless.

"Hehe, what a arrogant boy who doesn't know how to live or die."

On the sidelines, Ackerman, the Star-Swallowing Apostle, said with a sarcastic expression, "The combat power of the Black Falcon Apostle Gente is not comparable to that of his wife, Apostle Seramis."

"If it comes to killing creatures on a large scale, Seramis is indeed powerful. But if it is a head-on battle, both Seramis are probably not the opponents of Gantt."

Ackerman, the Star-Swallowing Apostle, sneered at Kaos, the Lord of the Abyss beside him, "That guy Gantt is as powerful as a giant beast in his body. The interstellar mothership will be hit by him, and even I am unwilling to have conflicts with him. But that human boy was actually unmoved. Haha, he is really ignorant and fearless!"

The Black Falcon Apostle Gantt is an old demon who once fought side by side with Ackerman. His huge power was enough to open mountains and cut mountains, and he has long been famous in the land of the demons. With his powerful talent, he can control meteorites and even turn meteorites into iron all over his body. Such powerful ability not only greatly increases his strength, but also has a strong defense ability beyond the sky.

Especially after turning into a meteorite, it fell from the sky, causing huge impact that ordinary people have no way to resist.

If Ackerman was to describe it, this Black Flying Apostle was clearly a lump of iron that rushed forward, and no one would want to fight against such a monster that was comparable to a beast.

"In my opinion, those stupid humans are just blinded by a small victory and do not understand the terror of a demon god at all!"

The Lord of the Abyss, Kaos, responded with a little flattering voice, "The reason why Miss Selamis failed was a complete accident. Now the Gantt brothers personally took action, and this battle will undoubtedly be won."

"Hehehehehehehe, that's right, let that human boy get carried away."

A cruel arc raised at the corner of the mouth of the star-swallowing apostle Akerman, "This human boy is really annoying, but it won't take long to die without a burial place!"

The Lord of the Abyss, Kaos and Ackerman looked at each other, each with grim smiles, then came to the seriously injured plague apostles, took out medicine and treasures, and helped to assist in healing the wounds.

This side.

The Black Fallen Apostle Gant stepped forward again, looked at Wang Yan fiercely, and replied coldly, "Yes, I will participate in this battle!"

"Are you sure?" Wang Yan looked suspicious.

"That's right! I will participate in this duel myself! Boy, don't die too quickly!" The Apostle Hei Flying's eyes glared and emphasized again, his attitude was unquestionable.

"Uh, don't worry, I can't die so quickly." Wang Yan said, waved his hand without any pain, "That, Cui Lis, you will fight against Gantt."

After saying that, he walked down the field.

"etc!"

The Black Flying Apostle was stunned on the spot and shouted coldly, "Boy, where do you want to go? You are the one who is going to duel!"

"Me?" Wang Yan smiled, then said helplessly, "Have I ever said I would duel with you?"

"You, you!" The Apostle Heiyin was in a state of confusion and held his breath and said in a suffocation, "Boy, what trick do you want to play? Is what I just said not clear enough?"

"Haha, you are so good at joking. I'm not the worm in your belly. How do I understand what you mean?" Wang Yan looked at the fool's expression, glanced at him, turned around and continued to walk down the field, "Cui Lis, teach him a lesson for the master."

"Yes, my master." The Demon Ji Yingying smiled.

Wang Yan continued to walk down the field.

"Damn it, bastard, you dare to play tricks on me!"

The Apostle Heiyue was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. His face was so red that he could hold it back. He took a step and wanted to pounce on Wang Yan.

However, before his steps could be taken, a beautiful figure was already blocking his presence.

It is the Demonic Grace of the Pure Land.

"Gee, the stupid Black Flying Apostle, you want to show off with my Lord?"

The Demon Ji Cuilis of the Pure Land, with a faint smile on his lips, looked at him sarcastically, "Of course, if you are not afraid of the Styx's oath, you can rush over like this. In this way, I can take this opportunity to make a contribution to the Lord."

As he spoke, a cold light appeared in the eyes of the Demon Princess Ji, and a strong murderous aura burst out.

Perhaps because of his fear of the Styx's oath, he was as powerful as the Black Falcon Apostle, and at this moment he could only retreat and stop in place.

"Damn it, a bastard..." The Apostle Heiyin trembled all over in anger, but he had no choice but to do anything about it.

Long before, both of them used the Styx oath to bind each other. Now they can only attack their opponents, otherwise they will be considered as violations.

The judgment of this opponent must be confirmed by both parties before it is considered valid. In other words, no matter which side, if it is just a unilaterally recognized opponent, it will be invalid under the agreement of the Styx Oath.

Therefore, no matter how unwilling the Apostle Heilong's heart was, he could only swallow the suffocation and stay there honestly.

"Okay, okay, bitch, since you take the initiative to seek death, I will fulfill your wish!"

The Black Flowing Apostle had no choice but to turn his anger to the Demon Princess of the Pure Land, with a pair of hideous eyes and glaring at her fiercely, "Today, you and your human master will not be able to escape!"

"Hell, is that?"

The Demon Princess of the Pure Land glanced at her beautiful eyes, still full of contempt, "I can't use it here, so I'll go there and fight!"

After saying that, the Demon Girl of the Pure Land jumped over the floating city, and with her lightweight power, she had no advantage in fighting with the Apostle of Hei Flying in a limited environment. Therefore, it is better to play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses and put the battlefield in the sky.

"Hmph! You can't escape!"

The Black Flying Apostle had no worries at all. When he stepped on his foot, he was like a heavy shell, which was instantly launched to a high altitude.

The heavy force caused the entire floating city to shake slightly. The violent and fierce aura immediately spread over the entire floating city.

The atmosphere at the scene immediately became tense, and everyone's eyes followed the Apostle of Hei Flow and the Demon Princess of the Pure Land, looking into the sky.

The battle between the two demons broke out again at this moment.

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"Gangte, this guy, is so stupid, so stupid! Puff!"

On the other side of the temple, leaning on the stone pillar, the weak plague apostle was so angry that he caused his injuries and opened his mouth and vomited another mouthful of blood.

It was originally a good opportunity to avenge her, but it was wasted by Gangte.

Now the Black Fallen Apostle Gante has a strong combat power, and she is spending all of her traitor female slaves, which really makes her feel unwilling and angry.

"Hmph, that human boy is indeed cunning!"

Beside the plague apostle, Ackerman, the star-swallowed apostle, had his old eyes and rotten flesh on his face twisted and wriggled due to emotional changes.

He slowly retracted his gaze, glanced at the opposite side from afar, and snorted, "Brother Kaos, it seems that humans are indeed as you said. Although they are weak, they are indeed quite tricky."

"Humans are such a hateful race. They are weak, but they are very good at playing tricks."

The Lord of the Abyss, Kaos, looked at Wang Yan from afar, "That human boy is a scoundrel, and he must not be kept!"

At this time, not only the Star-Swallowing Ackerman, but every demon god present deeply realized that Wang Yan was the backbone of the opposing resistance, and he was very cunning.

If this hateful human boy is not solved next, it will become a big problem in the future!

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"Haha, Lao Wang did a pretty job, and the black-flying apostle's face changed color!"

"And Miss Nan Lian's move just now actually smashed the opponent's magic weapon and completely damaged the opponent. It's so amazing!"

"I see that plague apostle will not get up for a while, it's so satisfying!"

"The opponent has now lost a demon-level combat power, and his strength has been greatly reduced. Our opportunity is here!"

Wang Yan returned to the court and met with Huangfu Nanlian. The ascetic monk Nini, the little angel Beibei, as well as the Saint of Light and the Saint of Darkness, all surrounded him.

Being able to defeat an old demon god is not only a bit unexpected, but also gives them hope to defeat a powerful enemy.

"It's just an accident to be able to defeat Seramis. I'm exhausted now and have been hit by the explosion of the artifact. I'm afraid it's difficult to help you in a short period of time."

Huangfu Nanlian was very modest. With the help of Wang Yan, she sat under the sanctuary and resumed her breathing adjustment. However, her eyes looked at Wang Yan playfully and asked quietly, "Is it related to you that the sudden damage to Selamis' artifact is related to you?"

She was actually very happy to be able to severely damage the plague apostles in a battle to win a game for her own partners.

However, the natal artifact of the Plague Apostle will not be damaged sooner or later, but will not be damaged at this time. This must be inseparable from Wang Yan, whom she is familiar with.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from Sister Nan Lian." Wang Yan raised the corner of his mouth and whispered, "To be honest, we have to thank Belika. Without her help, it wouldn't be that easy for us to win an old demon god."

As he said that, everyone's eyes moved to the high priest Belika.

At this time, Belica was still sitting under the huge throne, but she looked much haggard than before.

A few blood had already been splattered on her white sacrificial robe, her face was pale, her spirit was depressed, and even her eyes became a little dull.

"Belica, are you okay? You don't look great."

Seeing Belika's appearance, Wang Yan seemed to consume more than ever before, and hurriedly approached her and asked about her well-being.

"Yes, something is wrong!" Seeing Wang Yan approaching, Belika rolled his eyes unhappily, sighed and said with a long sigh, "Old Wang, this priest is in your hands. It is much more difficult to perform magic on that plague apostle than I imagined."

"It's even more difficult than when I was dealing with the Ashes Apostle Nagum?"

Wang Yan asked curiously, "Is it because the strength of the plague apostle Seramis is stronger than that of Nagum?"

"Of course!" Belica glared at Wang Yan and continued to answer angrily, "Ashes Apostle Nagum is just a new god, the plague apostle, but the old demon god who has fought with the God of Light. Can I explain the gap between the two of them?

As he said that, Belika said with a sad look on his face, "I just believed in your evil spirit. In order to help you, my life will be almost lost."

In fact, without Belikado, Wang Yan also understood that the difficulty of the art of fate is directly linked to the difficulty of the art of fate and the target of the art of fate.

When dealing with the ashes apostle Nagum, he used prophecy to cause some trouble to him, delaying the time, and almost did nothing to harm him from beginning to end.

Now the Plague Apostle Seramis is not only stronger, but Belika also needs to use the art of fate to interfere with her and even reverse the outcome.

The difficulty and consumption here are indeed far greater than the interference with the ashes apostle Nagum.
To be continued...