The First God of War of the Female President

Three powerful men with breaths as deep as the sea galloped in the air, chasing and killing him in the direction he was.

"Today you must die!"

The three auras locked onto Haoyang and stood still a hundred meters away from him.

These three people are impressively elite killers in the world, each of them has an unfathomable aura, and they all have the strength of the realm of saints.

The leader's aura is as unfathomable as a mountain, and he is a master of the third heaven of saints.

Although the other two are not so powerful, they are also saints in the first heaven realm.

What's more important is that they are killers, and ordinary masters in the realm of saints are not their opponents at all.

"Huh, who did I think it was, it turned out to be the trash of the world, haha, just let the horse come here!" Haoyang's eyes darkened.

The grievances between the assassin and him in the world can no longer be resolved, so the so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other.

There is no need to talk nonsense, only fighting can resolve it.

"Boy, you are very arrogant, but unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, you will undoubtedly die!" The cold man in the lead said with a sneer.

"If you are sensible, you can catch me without a fight, and I may be able to save you from suffering."

The cold man in the lead seemed not to make a move, and the two killers beside him also stared at Haoyang with a sneer, and had no intention of making a move.

Haoyang didn't dare to be careless, his eyes scanned his surroundings like electricity, and there was a sneer in his eyes.

"You don't seem to be confident, the three master saints still need to use formations?" Haoyang sneered.

"Stop moaning, kill you first, I'm breaking your formation!"

While speaking, Haoyang's body suddenly burst out with intense sunlight, shining on the surrounding sky.

If you look carefully, you can faintly find that around the sun, there seems to be a real fire of the sun flickering.

The real fire of the sun scorched the surrounding space, making a hissing sound.

He didn't know when there was a holy sword in his hand, which was the holy sword he had snatched from the hands of the holy son Zhu Jiuyin.

"Fight!"

Swish!

Accompanied by Haoyang's voice, the three sword qi slashed towards the three of them as if they had opened up the world.

Intense yang qi surged on the sword qi, with a trace of the sun's real fire inside, and the aura was like a rainbow.

He unleashed three attacks at random, faintly resembling a saint's attack method, which made the three killers appear dignified.

"Good boy, you really have a hand, you are worthy of being the number one god of war in the east!" the gloomy man praised.

"It's a pity that you have to die today because we are here to kill you."

While speaking, he raised his hand and waved the weapon in his hand, facing one of the sword qi.

As for the other two saint killers, their figures disappeared directly, hiding in the void, and disappeared.

Rumble!
A roar erupted in the sky, and the moves of Haoyang and the cold man clashed together.

Waves of terrifying energy fluctuations rippled, blowing the ground, rocks, and trees to pieces.

"Is this the only thing you have?" The gloomy man showed a hint of arrogance.

"Take out your hole cards as soon as possible. If not, you don't need formations today, and you will definitely die."

"My attack is naturally not that simple." Hao Leng sneered.

There was a trace of killing intent in his eyes, and he suddenly let out a loud shout.

"All in one!"

Accompanied by his roar, the two sword qi, which had lost their target, suddenly changed direction and attacked the cold man together.

Rumble.

There was another roar, and the two sword qi that changed the trajectory of the attack hit the cold man together.

The intense golden light suddenly exploded, centering on the gloomy man, a burst of light like a small sun made people unable to look directly at it.

"Damn it, there's still this trick!"

The gloomy man roared angrily, his figure flickered, and he dodged far away.

At this moment, with his dark face and ragged clothes, he looked like a beggar.

"It's not just that!" Haoyang's voice came again.

His figure appeared behind the cold man, swung the holy sword in his hand, and stabbed the opponent's heart.

The cold man was taken aback, his body exploded, like a melting pot, emitting astonishing heat.

At the same time, the death scythe danced and collided with the holy sword, jingling non-stop.

Both of them shot very fast, and they exchanged more than a hundred moves in the blink of an eye.

They moved faster and faster, and from time to time they shot out with vigorous aftermath, hitting the valley.

Suddenly there were bursts of rumbling cracks in the valley, and huge pits tens of meters wide and hundreds of meters deep appeared one after another.

The monsters and animals in the nearby mountains and forests were frightened and panicked, and avoided them from a distance, for fear of being affected.

Rumble!
The bodies of the two separated suddenly, and at the same time they rowed backward for more than a hundred feet, staring at each other firmly.

"Haoyang, you are amazing. I underestimated you a little bit, and I really shouldn't." The cold man said appreciatively.

"Unfortunately, I'm here to kill you, so I can't sympathize with you."

While speaking, his figure disappeared, and in the next moment he appeared in front of Haoyang, and the death scythe slashed towards him from top to bottom.

At the same time, on Haoyang's left and right sides, two more death scythes appeared out of thin air, cutting towards him.

It was those two sages who were masters of the first level, and when they saw the opportunity, they boldly launched a sneak attack.

"Death to me!"

All three of them yelled, and there was a sneer in their eyes.

They felt that Haoyang must die this time.

"Small tricks of carving insects, what's the point of hanging teeth!"

There was a mocking smile in Haoyang's eyes, and a bronze sword suddenly appeared beside him, resisting the sneak attack of one of the killers.

Swinging the holy sword in his hand, he also resisted the attack of the cold man in front, preventing him from taking half a step forward.

The bronze coffin also emerged from Haoyang's life space, moving towards the last killer to suppress it.

Rumble!
The bronze coffin turned into a giant of hundreds of feet, crushing towards the killer like Mount Tai.

"One against three, you think you are... not good!"

The killer originally wanted to taunt him a few words, but after feeling the pressure brought by the bronze coffin, his expression suddenly changed.

As if seeing a snake or a scorpion, he backed away frantically, trying to avoid it.

"It's too late, go die first!" Haoyang's cold voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the bronze coffin was crushed down, suppressing and killing the assassin who was a saint at the first level.

At the same time, Haoyang's Demon Devouring Art was running at full capacity, manipulating the Demon Devouring Coffin, and absorbing the killer's essence into his body.

"Chuck!"

Haoyang let out a comfortable cry, his body momentum surged again, and with a loud click, he actually broke through the bottleneck.

At this time, his cultivation base has gone a step further, reaching the realm of a saint in the first layer of heaven!

"How is this going?"

The faces of the gloomy man and his companions suddenly changed, and they felt it was inconceivable.