The First God of War of the Female President

Haoyang's figure appeared under the Shura Tower in a flash, feeling everyone's gaze, and he didn't mind it.

Soon he locked on to his captain and that team member, and walked towards them.

But these two guys have weird expressions on their faces.

There seems to be a trace of resentment, and a little complicated.

"Captain, what happened to you?" Haoyang was curious.

"I...you bastard!" The captain couldn't help cursing.

Young Master Xihua on the side smiled, and then shot out two shots to kill the captain and the team member.

The poor two didn't even finish their conversation before they died.

"What are you doing!" Haoyang glared at him.

Instead of being angry, Mr. Xihua looked at him with a wary face, as if he was wary of him.

The three goods fairies all showed a trace of anxiety, and they all opened their mouths to remind Haoyang.

"Men Gourd, you have been recognized, just look at the leaderboard and you will understand." Fire Dance Fairy reminded.

Haoyang was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at the leaderboard, his eyes suddenly revealed a look of astonishment.

On the ranking list, his name was ranked first.

At this moment, he finally understood why so many people glared at him, even fearful and complicated.

"Hao, what else do you want to say?" Mr. Xihua sneered.

Tu Shan and Qun Fang also approached Hao Yang from left and right, as if they were going to kill him.

"Just relying on you, it's impossible to kill me." Haoyang smiled coldly.

"I don't want to be troublesome today, so get out of here quickly."

Hearing Haoyang's words, Mr. Xihua giggled, revealing a ferocious face.

"You're too confident, a little sage of the fourth heaven, dare to act presumptuously in front of us, I really don't know what to say!" He sneered.

"Today I will let you die without a burial place, and make you regret living in this world!"

Seeing Mr. Xihua speak so brazenly, Haoyang showed a bit of coldness, looked at him directly, but didn't take it seriously in his heart.

"You are too confident." He said so.

"Since we're going to fight, don't talk nonsense, I'm very busy."

After hearing this, Mr. Xihua stopped talking nonsense, and waved the folding fan in his hand, turning into a huge monster with the size of more than a hundred feet, crushing towards Haoyang.

On this side of the fan, there are mountains and rivers on it, which are lifelike, and the true energy inside is continuously gathered, turning into a gust of wind, sweeping towards Haoyang.

But Tu Shan and Qun Fang did not do anything, they just took out their weapons and kept on guard against Hao Yang.

"You alone don't know what to say." Haoyang said contemptuously.

His body's true energy swelled, and he punched that side of the Mountain and River Fan.

With this punch, he used seven levels of strength, and the air around his body suddenly twisted a bit.

The berserk true essence turned into a fist with the size of several tens of feet, and it hit that gale of wind.

puff!

The gang wind was blown away in an instant, and Haoyang's punch remained undiminished. He hit the Shanhe fan, and the Shanhe fan trembled instantly.

The originally clearly visible and lifelike mountains, rivers, and community suddenly dimmed, and the body continued to shrink, turning into a three-foot folding fan, which returned to Mr. Xihua's hands.

"This is too terrifying. A random blow actually shattered the Shanhe Fan's attack."

"This person surnamed Hao is really not simple, it seems that his strength has improved rapidly."

"It's too powerful. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, how could I believe that Devouring Heavenly Demon would be so powerful?"

"Terrible, this time the three masters of the Holy King seem to be in danger."

"Not necessarily. After all, Haoyang is a saint of the fourth heaven, how could he be able to withstand the attacks of the three saint kings?"

"Let's stay far away, otherwise, we may die."

Those saints with low strength all avoided them one after another, even Fairy Huowu and the three daughters also avoided them from a distance.

"Do you think the gourd will win?" Fairy Huowu was very anxious.

"I don't know, I'm in a mess."

"Yeah, who would have thought that he was actually the reincarnated body that devoured the Heavenly Demon? This is incredible."

The two responded to Fairy Huowu, but felt a little uneasy.

Fire Dance Fairy's eyes flickered, and her mood was equally complicated.

She has a little affection for Haoyang, but now she is trembling with anxiety, and she doesn't know how to make a choice.

"That's right, you are indeed the reincarnated body that devours the heavenly demon. You are indeed capable. We are still worried that you will be easily tortured and killed by us." Tu Shan laughed.

"Don't worry now, then I won't be polite."

While speaking, Tu Shan flipped his palm, and a long halberd appeared in his hand, waving it to attack Haoyang.

Young Master Xihua held a folding fan and rushed towards Haoyang again.

What Qunfang was jealous of was using silver needles one by one, and kept hiding behind the two of them, releasing the silver needles to attack Haoyang.

The three of them seemed to have negotiated a good strategy, cooperated closely, and crushed him unhurriedly.

"You should worry about yourself." Haoyang sneered.

Swinging the bronze sword in his hand, he approached Young Master Xihua in an instant, the long sword flickered, and collided with the Mountain and River Fan.

Boom boom boom.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged more than ten moves, and there were two moving and jumping figures in the field, which made people dazzled.

But at this time, several silver needles broke through the space, surpassing Haoyang to attack.

Ding Ding Ding!
Haoyang swung the long sword, deflecting the silver needle, and then his body was shaken suddenly, and he used the God-killing Demon Stick.

As soon as the God-killing magic stick was released, shadows of the stick fell all over the sky, falling towards Tu Shan who was approaching, blocking him aside.

"Swallow the coffin!"

Haoyang shouted loudly, and the bronze coffin suddenly appeared above his head, with rays of light falling down, turning into a barrier to protect his whole body.

Qunfang's silver needle shot over, but was blocked by the barrier, although it could penetrate, but its power was greatly reduced, and it couldn't even break through Haoyang's protective essence.

Haoyang's figure flickered, and he attacked Young Master Xihua again, with sword qi flying across, encircling and suppressing him from all directions.

"Damn!"

Mr. Xihua's heart trembled, and he immediately realized that he was forcibly attacked and killed by Haoyang.

"Qunfang is jealous, Tu Shan, quickly break through the encirclement and come to help me!"

Mr. Xihua spoke anxiously, but his body's aura continued to skyrocket, and streams of real energy were poured into the Shanhe Fan.

The Mountain and River Fan suddenly inflated again, sweeping towards Haoyang with a clatter.

Phantoms of mountains and rivers emerged, fell towards Haoyang, and bombarded the ground. Suddenly, the ground was sunken, and it was smashed out of a deep pit with a radius of one mile.

"Break it for me!"

Haoyang roared furiously, his figure flickered, and the bronze sword repeatedly stabbed at Shanhe Fan.

His own speed was also increased to the maximum, and the shadow of the sword filled the air, and he attacked Shanhefan hundreds of times in an instant.

But at this moment, Mr. Xihua suddenly burst into a cry.

"Mountain and River Fan, sleepy array!"