The supreme master of the female president

Faceless God, Night God, Drowned God, and Poros all looked at Yang Yitian.

Yang Yitian's pupils were dark, he looked directly at Poros, clenched his fists with gnashing teeth, his fingertips sank deep into the flesh, and blood dripped down the gap.

Sensing Yang Yitian's murderous eyes, Poros looked at him without fear, and instead said sinisterly: "Reaper, at this time, your wife's body should have been soaked in sea water and rotted, together with the body in her stomach. The children have already fed the fish, the picture is very intrusive when you think about it."

Yang Yitian felt a pain in his heart. He knew that Poros was intentionally irritating himself, but the monstrous killing intent still exploded uncontrollably. His eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot. His voice was as if he had come from hell, and he said hoarsely: "I I will use your blood to pay homage to my wife!"

"Hahahaha!!" Poros looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. He stared at Yang Yitian's eyes and sarcastically said, "I'm here now, do you dare to kill me?"

Yang Yitian's rationality, like darkness, was swallowed by anger instantly, his teeth were gritted, and his whole body was shaking non-stop. This is the rhythm of completely losing control.

"Death!" Caesar noticed that Yang Yitian was abnormal, and hurriedly stepped forward and put his hands on his shoulders, reminding him very solemnly: "Calm down and don't be impulsive. If you want revenge, don't be in a hurry. If you attack him now, That hit his trick."

Yang Yitian took a deep breath, forced his thoughts full of hatred to calm down, stared at Poros and said in a deep voice: "When the meeting of the gods is over, I will let you feel the pain that life is worse than death before you die!"

"Really, I'm looking forward to it!" Poros smiled cruelly, but his heart was a little gloomy.

"And you two!"

Yang Yitian's angry eyes looked at Jack beside Poros, and the black ghost with protruding muscles. They cut off the rope and let Yang Xuan and Jiang Xinyao fall into the cold sea water, and said in a cold voice: "I It will make you die miserable!"

Jack and the black ghost looked into Yang Yitian's eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little palpitated and frightened. They even held their breath slightly, and the chill rushed from their toes to their spines.

Yang Yitian withdrew his gaze and walked towards the God of Death's position, while Ryoko Yamamoto, who was still in shock, was helpless in panic, froze on the spot nervously, not even daring to move.

Last night, Yang Yitian said that he was a god. Ryoko Yamamoto thought he was lying, but he didn't expect it to be true.

This man turned out to be the god of death!
Yang Yi weather was fierce, he sat down in the position of the god, looked at Ryoko Yamamoto with sharp eyes, and said in a domineering tone: "You, come to me!"

"Hmm..." Ryoko Yamamoto came to Yang Yitian's side nervously with a weeping willow on her head. She really didn't expect that one day, she would be so close to the five noble gods.

In the rear, people from the twelve major forces turned to Yang Yitian from the corner of their eyes. Eight of them squinted their eyes, each thinking about something.

On the position of Shadow Stream Assassin Alliance, Song Chen with an indifferent expression looked at Yang Yitian thoughtfully. No wonder he sensed a dangerous aura from him in the underground boxing arena last night. It turns out that this man disappeared mysteriously More than two years of death.

Murong Xuan of the Dark Temple also looked at Yang Yitian in the same way. When the meeting of the gods ended, he and Gu Bai, the faceless god, would join Yang Yitian's lineup and join forces to deal with Boros. It will dye the whole sky red.

"The five gods and people from the twelve major powers are all here at this time. The duel in the arena is about to begin. The meeting of the gods will be kicked off with blood!" Caesar stood up and came to the middle position, waving his sword In an instant, cheers and shouts like waves roared through the entire arena.

In the sand below the arena, dozens of death row prisoners whose hands and feet were shackled were escorted out by dark net guards. These were extremely vicious people who had committed capital crimes.

"Among you, only No.1 can survive and regain freedom, and all sins can be explained!" Caesar raised his hand again, and the frenzied shouts at the scene became more intense, and he was looking forward to the scene of the bloody confrontation.

In the sand below the arena, the shackles on the hands and feet of the death row prisoners were all untied by the guards of the dark net, and each of them was handed a sharp knife and sword.

These condemned prisoners were also very excited, because this was their only chance to regain freedom, and they could only use the long sword in their hands to open a bloody path to the light.

The darknet guards retreated, and there were only dozens of death row prisoners left on the sandy ground of the arena. They were wary of each other and quickly opened up a distance. Among them were several long-haired women.

Yang Yitian's face was stern. After he and Gu Bai exchanged glances, they turned to the duel of death row prisoners. Every session of the god meeting will have this link. Except for No.1 who can survive, the rest will stay in the competition forever. field.

However, Ryoko Yamamoto was not in the mood to watch the duel at all, her beautiful eyes kept looking at Yang Yitian, filled with obsession and admiration.

Caesar, who was standing in the middle of the arena, slapped his chest with his fist, then pointed to the condemned prisoner below, and shouted: "The duel begins!"

"Hoohoo!"

The people who came to watch shouted, adding a touch of rhythm to the already tense atmosphere.

The death row prisoners on the sand, holding their swords tightly, did not start a desperate duel immediately, but maintained their physical strength to win No.1.

After a stalemate for a long time, finally a condemned prisoner couldn't bear it anymore, and launched the main attack with a roar, which immediately led the rest of the people.

For a moment, swords and swords flashed, and blood spilled into the sky, staining the sand under his feet red. Before 2 minutes had passed, there were more than a dozen people missing, and they fell to the ground lifeless.

One of them was very fierce, not only his movements were flexible and fast, but most importantly, every time he swung someone, someone would fall under his sword, and within a short while there were seven or eight corpses under his feet. Duel him face to face.

"Let's unite and get rid of him first, otherwise everyone will die under his sword!"

The death row prisoners who originally regarded each other as prey, now several have cooperated. They are not stupid people. Killing each other will only give those tough people a chance, and death will not be avoided at that time.

And the most dangerous person is the one who will die at his feet every time he swings a sword. His strength is several levels higher than everyone else. Those prisoners know that if they don't get rid of him, they will defeat him one by one. In the end, everyone fell by his sword.