The supreme master of the female president

Outside the hall, two fast figures were chasing one after the other in the dark city. The onlookers recognized them and hurriedly made way for them.

Looking at Yang Yitian who was chasing after him closely, Poros gritted his teeth tightly, and the breath in his body kept churning, as if the bottle of medicine he drank before had expired, and the side effects began to keep coming.

"Pfft..." Suddenly, Polo, who was running away, froze and froze in place, a mouthful of blood spewed out sweetly from his throat.

At this time, Yang Yitian had already chased him, his body was straight and straight, and he looked down at Poros with a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

"Whoa!"

Yang Yitian took out his tactical knife and walked towards Poros step by step. His dark red pupils were full of hostility.

Seeing that Yang Yitian was getting closer, Poros was not afraid, but raised his head and laughed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up and met his eyes, and said playfully, "Death, I really didn't expect that I would be so happy this time." Fell into your hands, but so what, your most important person was killed by me, that feeling is very painful, hahahahahaha!"

Yang Yitian's stern face was covered with a layer of very cold frost, he lifted his legs that pierced the wind howling sound, and kicked Poros' head, and the crisp bone cracking sound suddenly sounded.

"Pfft..." Poros fell backwards, red blood sprayed in the air, and hit the ground with a bang.

"Crack!" Just as Poros was about to get up, Yang Yitian raised his foot again and stepped on Poros's chest fiercely, breaking his ribs in unison.

"Ah!" No matter how strong Poros's perseverance was, the severe pain at this moment made him unable to restrain himself from screaming.

"I'll let you die miserably, absolutely!" Yang Yitian's hoarse voice, mixed with an incomparably cold feeling, squatted beside Poros, and his steel fist with protruding veins smashed into his face.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

There were bursts of muffled collision sounds, and half of Poros' cheek was completely smashed by Yang Yitian. It is conceivable how intense the suppressed anger in his heart was.

"Death, give me a good time!" At this point, Poros is no longer afraid of death, but squeezes out a sneer, and stares directly at Yang Yitian with wide-eyed eyes.

After venting the anger in his heart, Yang Yitian inexplicably stopped, took out a cigarette from his body, lit it, and took a deep puff. Tears kept rolling in those dark red eyes.

"Why, the hatred between us, why don't you come at me, it must implicate my family, this is what you want?" Yang Yitian suddenly asked with a slightly choked voice.

Poros was stunned, he thought that Yang Yitian would kill him decisively if he seized the opportunity, without leaving any room for him, but he didn't expect him to be sentimental here.

"A few years ago, you killed my twin brother, and now you turned to me and asked me why, God of Death, you are so ridiculous!" Poros wanted to laugh, but before laughing for a while, the wound was touched , The pain was so painful that even blood was coughed out.

"I just want you to know the pain of losing a loved one, come on, stop talking nonsense, it's in your hands, I admit it!" Poros finished speaking, closed his eyes, and waited for Yang Yitian to take his Life.

Yang Yitian raised his head, looked at the dark sky, and said with melancholy thoughts: "Wife, are you and your child watching? I avenged you today."

"call out!"

A fast and sharp cold light flashed across Poros' neck. In the dark world, as a noble god, he could not escape death in the hands of Yang Yitian.

Poros didn't struggle, but swallowed his last breath with a smile. He would rather Yang Yitian kill himself quickly than suffer that kind of painful torture and die without dignity.

The tactical knife in Yang Yitian's hand was dripping with blood. After he looked down at Poros's body, his body's strength was exhausted in an instant, and his body fell down uncontrollably.

"Reaper, are you okay?" Suddenly, a figure appeared and supported Yang Yitian who was about to fall to the ground.

Yang Yitian's eyes were blurred, his eyelids seemed to be pressed down, he was so sleepy, really sleepy.

Looking at Yang Yitian's body, more than a dozen bloody wounds, and his half-comatose mind, Caesar sighed slightly, and couldn't help but wonder how important Jiang Xinyao was to him, and was it worth the price he paid.

"This fight, with the death of Poros, should be able to draw the curtain." Looking at Poros' body and smelling the bloody smell in the air, Caesar was in a complicated mood, because whether it was Yang Yitian, Or Poros, as well as various other forces, are key figures in the dark world, and death is undoubtedly a huge loss.

Suddenly, Caesar's expression tightened, and he said, "Since you're here, why don't you show up?"

"Are you dead?" A figure appeared in front of Caesar, staring at Poros' body and Yang Yitian who was in a semi-conscious state, wondering what he was thinking.

"Faceless God, for a mere woman, you must kill God?" Caesar stared at Gu Bai who was wearing a faceless mask with alert eyes, and asked in a solemn voice.

"In my eyes, she is more important than the whole world. My existence is to live for her, so what do you say?" Gu Bai, the faceless god, said in a calm tone, unable to detect any emotion.

"Sell me some face, how about it?" Caesar said deeply.

"Your face?" Gu Bai chuckled, his eyes stayed on Yang Yitian, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "Tell him, sooner or later, I will have a fair confrontation with him!"

"Okay, if you want, I will definitely pass it on to him." Caesar breathed a sigh of relief, because he knew that the Faceless God would not take advantage of Yang Yitian's serious injury.

Under the mask, Gu Bai couldn't see the expression clearly, he took a deep look at Yang Yitian, and then disappeared in place.

However, not long after Gu Bai left, two seriously injured people also rushed here.

"Boss!" Seeing that Yang Yitian was in a daze, Meng Yuan and Yang Xiao shouted anxiously, and ran over quickly.

"Excessive blood loss, the situation is a bit serious, I'll call someone to treat him first!" Caesar said.

"Please." Meng Yuan knew Caesar and knew that he had a good relationship with the boss Yang Yitian, so he didn't stop him.

"Faceless God, did you come here just now?" Meng Yuan thought of something and asked Caesar.

"Here we come, but he didn't take advantage of the danger and act when Death was seriously injured." Caesar nodded.

Meng Yuan's face was serious. He was in the hall with Yang Xiao before, and was severely injured by the faceless god Gu Bai. He could only watch Gu Bai leave, and he calmed down for a while before catching up.

Fortunately, Gu Bai, the faceless god, is not that kind of despicable person, otherwise Meng Yuan dare not think about what he would do to his boss.

"The matter is not over yet, you go back and get rid of the remaining party of Poros and those affiliated forces. I will take Death to heal first." Caesar reminded.

"Okay!" Meng Yuan and Yang Xiao left in response, returned to the hall, and wiped out all of Poros' people.