The supreme master of the female president

Seeing a large group of ninjas with extraordinary strength suddenly appear to attack and kill Yang Yitian, Gu Bai frowned slightly, his eyes flickered with hesitation, but he quickly suppressed it again and became firm.

And the corner of Xie Huang's mouth curled up, because from the very beginning of the fight, he had noticed that Gu Bai, the faceless god, hadn't used his full strength on himself, and had kept his hands all the time, otherwise he would have been defeated.

However, Xie Huang didn't know why Gu Bai did this, he vaguely guessed that he seemed to be waiting for something.

At this time, Yang Yitian, who was surrounded, wrinkled his forehead tightly. If it was Poros alone, he would be absolutely sure to kill him, but with a god ninja and dozens of jnin strangulations, Let him fall into the edge of passivity.

"Reaper, next year today is your death day. After I kill you, I will immediately go to Dragon Kingdom and let your sister go down to accompany you!"

Poros's sinister smile, although it would be disgraceful to spread the news about Yang Yitian's encirclement and suppression, but so what, the one who laughs last is the king.

The words of Poros made Yang Yitian's pupils instantly turn blood red and deep, and a strong killing intent burst out, like a demon from hell, and said hoarsely: "All of you will die!"

"Reaper, you are really ridiculous. You are so stubborn when you are about to die, kill him!" Poros's eyes sank. If he was alone, he might not be Yang Yitian's opponent, but with the addition of a Shinobi, more than a dozen of them Forbearance, even if Yang Yitian has three heads and six arms, he will die!
The god nin of Beichen's one sword style, and a dozen or so jnin, held long knives reflecting the cold light, and slashed at Yang Yitian like a rain of knives in the sky.

Yang Yitian was calm and composed. Except for Shennin and Poros, in his eyes, these Jnin were no different from ants that were crushed to death.

"Wow!" Yang Yitian dodged backwards, grasping the tactical knife tightly in his hand, and pulled the neck of the nearest ninja, and killed him directly with one move.

In the face of absolute strength, the human sea tactics are meaningless, not only ineffective, but also gave Yang Yitian a chance. He specially hid behind those Jōnin, restraining that Shinnin, fearing that he would kill his accomplices by mistake.

Therefore, Yang Yitian thought of a way to deal with it. Instead of rushing to fight with Shennin and Poros, he acted flexibly like a ghost, and first attacked those Jonin.

More than a dozen jounin, aware of Yang Yitian's thoughts, wanted to distance themselves, but their speed was too slow in front of the god of death.

After a while, there were only four or five of the dozen or so Junin left. The rest of the necks were bleeding, and they fell on the cold ground. Even at the moment before they died, they didn't see clearly what Yang Yitian was doing. moving hands.

"Well, tell your people to retreat, don't get in the way here, we two can kill him!" Poros swears, his two sharp scimitars slashed at Yang Yitian several times, but they were all killed. He dodged it and accidentally injured a few Junin by mistake.

That Shinobi didn't know that if masters of the same level join forces to deal with Yang Yitian, then he will definitely die, but if the difference in strength is too large, it cannot be filled by numbers, so he immediately ordered: "You all, step down!"

"Hi!" Those Junin quickly dispersed and retreated, not giving Yang Yitian a chance to chase them down.

Yang Yitian's eyes are deep. Although Poros is not his opponent, he is a god no matter what, and the difference in strength will not be too great.

Moreover, in addition to the previous extreme fighting with life-for-life, Yang Yitian seriously injured Poros, but left several bloody wounds on his body, blood dripped continuously, and his face became slightly pale.

"Don't give him a chance to breathe." Poros's chest, which was seriously injured by the tactical knife, was constantly bleeding, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it. He had to kill Yang Yitian first.

The Shenren shouted loudly, his figure disappeared in place, and he came to Yang Yitian in an instant, with the sharp long knife in his hand piercing his chest.

This time, Yang Yitian's pupils flashed fiercely, and he surprisingly didn't hide, allowing the sharp long knife tip to slam into his entire chest, and blood came out from his back.

Seeing that Yang Yitian didn't hide, but stood there foolishly, allowing his sharp knife point to pierce his chest, God couldn't help being startled.

This weird scene made Poros, Gu Bai and others hesitate slightly, because they all knew that Yang Yitian could dodge, but he didn't dodge.

"Madman!" Poros was the first to react, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice, he seemed to have known Yang Yitian's intentions.

Sure enough, Yang Yitian, whose chest was pierced, didn't have the slightest pain on his face, but showed a very penetrating expression, and grabbed the hand that Shenren stabbed into his chest with a long knife.

Shenren's face changed slightly, but no matter how he struggled, Yang Yitian grabbed his hand as firmly as shackles, how could he not escape, he couldn't help cursing Baga!
"call out!"

A flash of cold light that was as fast as lightning flashed by, and before Shenren had time to react, a very cold feeling came from his neck, followed by blood gushing out.

Shenren's pupils widened infinitely. He never thought that Yang Yitian would not hesitate to take serious injuries as the price in order to kill himself. This is a complete lunatic.

Those Junin, when they saw the Protecting God Ninja, died in the hands of Yang Yitian, they were all panicked and lost their sense of action.

After solving this Shenren, Yang Yitian's pale complexion broke out in a cold sweat, and the severe pain in his chest made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Reaper, do you think that if you kill a Shinobi, I can't do anything to you? Don't forget that the people from my Underworld Temple have not yet appeared."

Poros smiled coldly. His honorific name in the dark world is the god of the underworld, and the temple of the underworld under his command is no worse than that of any god of heaven.

Yang Yitian is very calm, and he also has his own trump card, which has not been used until now.

"It's already a mess outside, I can smell the blood in the air."

Poros's smile is very cold. Inside the hall is his blood feud with Yang Yitian, while outside, the Faceless Temple, the Dark Temple, and the affiliated forces are killing the forces that he has drawn together. The blood flowing countercurrently has long been The sky has been dyed red.

Just wait for a while, Poros's Temple of the Underworld, and the four major forces he has attracted, and those who help Yang Yitian will be eliminated, and all of them will flood into this hall, and the winner will be determined then.

"Hehe, you don't have to wait any longer. The people in the Underworld Temple and the four major forces you have attracted are all vulnerable, really weak!" At this moment, a playful laugh came in from outside the hall. .

Hearing this familiar voice, Yang Yitian trembled violently, looked up hastily, and saw a smiling face with a lot of blood on it.