I Swear My Pool Don't Have A Python-Chapter 1932: The Terrifying Insane Ancestor!
As soon as the words fell, Wang Youโs figure immediately vanished on the spot.
Crack!
A crisp sound echoed as Wang You abruptly appeared beside Insane Ancestor. ๐๐ซ๐๐ฒ๐๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ฅ.๐๐๐
Under Wang Youโs swing, the Heavenly Sword had already fallen on the scapula of Insane Ancestorโs shoulder.
However, it was blocked by the latterโs Dao runes and did not cause any damage.
Seeing that his attack failed, Wang You did not stubbornly persist and immediately pulled back.
This caused Insane Ancestor, who just tried to use Dao runes to teach him a lesson, to miss his target.
"Quite fast," Insane Ancestor remarked, noticing the difference.
Even Wang Youโs speed just now was faster than Insane Ancestorโs own.
There was no way around it, after all he was a battle type, and although not slow, his speed was subpar compared to others of his tier.
Against someone like Wang You, who specialized in speed, he essentially only had the part of being toyed with.
Sure enough, Wang You quickly launched another round of attacks.
Still with absolute divine speed, he continually struck at Insane Ancestor.
And each time Insane Ancestor wanted to counterattack, Wang You would vanish immediately.
This ignited an unidentified anger in Insane Ancestorโs heart, growing with each of Wang Youโs attacks.
The more Insane Ancestor fought, the more frustrated he became, and with a shake, the majestic Dao runes surged wildly from within his body.
"Enough! You damned ant!"
As he roared, the Dao runes around him suddenly surged and became violently agitated.
The terrifying, abyss-like atmosphere made Wang You not dare to approach for another attack.
Seeing this, a sharp light flashed in Wang Mangโs eyes from nearby!
Such reckless expending of Dao runes, he doesnโt regard me, the King of Consumption, in his eyes at all!
With this thought, Wang Mang immediately released several currents of Great Dao power.
He also stimulated the utmost powerful characteristics contained within the Great Dao power.
In a moment, the surrounding space shattered like a mirror, and the void was revealed once again!
The area where Insane Ancestor stood had already become a void domain, incapable of withstanding the might of his Dao runes.
Watching this scene unfold, Wang Mangโs lips began to curl upward!
He knew the opportunity had arrived!
The next instant, Wang Mang transmitted to his two followers, "All together, letโs finish him off!"
After saying this, Wang Mang joined the battlefield, wielding the Slaughter Halberd.
Meanwhile, Wang You and King Lu also didnโt dare dawdle; they both stepped forward to assist.
Fixating on Insane Ancestor whose eyes were gradually turning red, Wang Mang also felt a bit anxious.
He then wrapped himself with several currents of Great Dao power as well.
Though he had armor for defense, he was still not at ease.
This was his first time solo challenging an existence of the Eternal Realm, ninth-level Zenith Heaven.
As for his two followers, they were obtained from the system.
In theory, they were also tools.
So it should be reasonable to say it was a solo challenge, right?
Facing the oncoming punch from Insane Ancestor, Wang Mang did not hesitate and directly struck with his halberd.
The top-rank Level 7 divine weapon clashed with the Dao runes on Insane Ancestorโs fist in an instant.
Bang!
A muffled sound erupted, and Wang Mang instantly felt, within his right arm, a force filled with destructive might ruthlessly acting upon him.
On Insane Ancestorโs end, although many Dao runes were extinguished by the Slaughter Halberd, new runes quickly surged from within him to fill the gaps.
The abnormal feeling in his right arm caused Wang Mang to utter a low grunt, hurriedly retracting the Slaughter Halberd.
Watching Wang Mangโs performance, Insane Ancestorโs face also showed a hint of scorn.
An ant, daring to approach without knowing the enemyโs intel.
Just as he was about to capture Wang Mang, Wang You and King Lu launched Dao runes assaults from different positions.
This delayed Insane Ancestorโs actions for a moment.
