The First God of War of the Female President

While speaking, a huge magic stick towering between the sky and the earth emerged, stood in midair, and shot straight into the sky.

The giant stick exudes a dense demonic energy, soft white light and dazzling golden light, like a three-color giant stick, standing proudly.

hum!
Haoyang stood next to the God-killing magic stick, and slapped the magic stick forcefully, and the buzzing sound suddenly rang out.

One after another stick shadows split from the God-killing Demon Stick, crushing towards more than forty strong men in the realm of holy kings.

"Damn boy, do you want to use the body of a saint to challenge our more than forty strong men in the realm of saint kings?"

"It's too arrogant, it's just an unreasonable kid."

"I want to let you know today how powerful we are."

"Don't think that you are great if you can leapfrog the challenge. Let me tell you, you are a piece of shit."

"Kill him and let him know what it means to be tall."

Many saint king realm powerhouses were angered by Haoyang. They felt that their authority had been greatly challenged, and they became a little furious.

For a moment, all the strong men took out their strongest weapons, and roared angrily to meet the huge stick shadows.

Jiang Xiaoyue and Lina Saintess at the side were stunned and also found it incredible.

"This is too reckless, can one person really fight against so many strong men?" Jiang Xiaoyue muttered to herself.

"Sister Lina, should we help him?"

"No, if he can't do anything, he also has a way to get out. If we go, it will definitely be a disservice." Lina Saintess is very calm.

Jiang Xiaoyue just said casually, she is naturally aware of her own strength, not only will she not help Ye Han, but she will also drag him down.

So she tactfully watched the battle from the sidelines, watching her man criss-crossing the battlefield, suddenly she felt an inexplicable warmth in her heart.

Under Haoyang's full force, the shadows of sticks all over the sky quickly diffused, like streams of substantial qi, constantly bombarding everyone.

"Po Po Po, break it for me!"

All the holy kings and powerhouses roared angrily, like crazy lunatics, constantly picking and smashing the shadows of sticks in the sky.

But soon they found that no matter how they acted, they always seemed to be inadvertently drawn a trace of true energy.

"Damn it, this demon has awakened part of his ability to devour the demon, and we can't fight it anymore."

The popular ones yelled, feeling that something was very wrong.

There seemed to be endless stick shadows all over the sky, and their true energy was also being consumed rapidly. After fighting for more than a dozen breaths, they found that their true energy had actually decreased by one-third.

That's a third!

You must know that a strong man in the realm of a holy king can last for three hours even with a full shot, but now he only has a dozen breaths, and his true energy has been reduced by one-third.

From this we can see how terrifying Haoyang's attack and devouring power are.

"We must find a way, otherwise we have the only option of fleeing for our lives."

"That's right. Divide up a group of people, hold him back, and then open the Asura Trapped Holy Formation to seal this kid."

Someone proposed this, and instantly won the consent of many people. Immediately, ten strong men in the realm of holy kings broke away from the crowd and rushed towards Haoyang.

"Boy, what's the point of far-distance combat? Let's come to melee combat to ensure that you will not die with peace." Someone said with a grinning grin.

The rest of the people also laughed out loud, feeling that they would definitely be able to make a great contribution this time.

The ten people dodged the shadows of sticks all over the sky, and quickly approached Haoyang, trying to force him to fight in close quarters.

"Just relying on you, wanting to fight me in close quarters is simply a daydream!"

Haoyang grinned, and the bronze sword emerged in his hand, and the blade instantly swelled to a size of more than a hundred feet.

Whoosh whoosh!
Under Haoyang's dancing, the giant sword instantly turned into sword shadows all over the sky, constantly bombarding ten people who approached.

There is a terrifying devouring power attached to the sword light, as if it can devour everything in the world, it is terrifying.

Puff puff!
The long sword instantly hit the three masters in the realm of the holy king, crushing their bodies directly, causing them to explode instantly.

"What's the situation, Qiu San is so vulnerable?"

The rest of the people were horrified. Among the three slain saint king powerhouses, there was Qiu San, who claimed to be invincible in physical defense.

But even so, Haoyang smashed his body to pieces in a single encounter, and died completely.

This made the rest of the people shudder, and felt that facing Haoyang head-on was just seeking their own death.

"No matter what, we must hold him back and let our comrades calmly arrange the Asura Trapping Holy Formation, and we must trap this devil to death."

"Yes, we can't admit defeat, otherwise the Nine Heavens Continent will be devastated."

At this time, the eyes of the seven strong men in the realm of saint kings all became firmer, feeling that their responsibilities were heavy.

"Hmph, you sealed me without even asking, I think you are the biggest devil, and your crime is unforgivable." Haoyang sneered.

"Give me death!"

While speaking, Haoyang swung the huge bronze sword angrily, the sword body turned into a stream of light, and continuously bombarded the seven people.

The seven people had firm eyes, with a trace of bloodthirsty in their eyes, they kept fighting Haoyang, trying to make Haoyang lose his fighting power.

However, they soon discovered that in close combat, the devouring power in Haoyang's body was stronger, and their true essence was consumed even more.

In a short time, two strong men in the realm of holy kings were exhausted, their true essence was also consumed, and they were directly swallowed by Haoyang, leaving no bones left.

"Damn it, kill my Taoist companion, I will fight with you."

One of the female monks roared, her body suddenly swelled up, and she rushed towards Haoyang quickly.

Just thirty feet away from him, his body exploded suddenly.

boom!
There was a loud noise accompanied by fluctuations of true essence all over the sky, and a terrifying aura permeated the air.

Haoyang's expression also changed at this time, and he muttered something, and a light blue rain cover appeared instantly to protect himself.

The energy of the explosion hit him, and he was intact, but the God-killing demon stick beside him was severely injured, and the shadow of the stick was greatly reduced.

"Devil, I will fight with you too." Another strong man in the realm of the holy king roared angrily when he saw that this move was useful.

"Hmph, only repeated and repeated, not repeated and repeated, do you really think the same trick is still useful to me?"

Haoyang sneered endlessly, swung the bronze sword in his hand, and the sword energy shot out, instantly chopping the guy who wanted to explode himself into pieces.

After doing all this, Haoyang shifted his gaze to the remaining three saint kings, with a trace of tyrannical killing intent in his eyes.

"Next, it's up to the three of you."

Hearing Haoyang's words, the three of them showed a look of astonishment, and looked at each other, showing a look of determination.