The killer bodyguard of the beautiful president

Wang Yan swung his saber and charged towards them. The fifteen super-god-level masters were all nervous at the moment.

A trace of fear has already been born.

But when things have developed to this point, they have no way out, and they can only fight with all their strength.

In my heart, I still retain the last bit of hope.

That is, they have a large number of people, and they may still have a chance of winning under the joint siege.

Someone may be killed by Wang Yan, but that unlucky person may not necessarily be him.

Once Wang Yan was wounded, they won!

In an instant, they fought against each other again. After Wang Yan unsealed his divine power, he was like a tiger in a herd of sheep, unstoppable.

Originally, the 15 of them could still suppress Wang Yan, and they were always on passive defense, unable to launch effective attacks.

But at this moment, with Wang Yan's strength fully erupting, it was the turn of the 15 of them that the pressure increased sharply.

It seems a little overwhelmed.

Hiss!

The black knife cut across the sky, and a black arc cut down.

He took a blood arrow and mixed it with Feixue.

With a splash, Ono, who was already injured, was beheaded on the spot.

It is also the first super god-level master to die!

Wang Yan didn't stop at all, and continued to swing the black knife, facing the remaining fourteen masters.

When everyone saw Ono being killed, their inner fear rose again.

"Everyone fight together! Either he dies tonight, or we die here!"

"kill!"

The 14 people all put on a desperate posture, and no one dared to retain their strength.

They must do their best to kill Wang Yan, otherwise they will not have the slightest chance of winning.

Wang Yan smiled contemptuously. In the face of absolute strength, any desperate efforts are futile!

puff!

The knife pierced through, and Moore, the twelve-winged angel of the Holy Cult of Light, looked at his chest in horror.

The cold black knife pierced his chest.

boom!

The moment Wang Yan drew his knife, he kicked Moore away.

Moore flew upside down and fell to the snow, dying.

Blood gushed out of his mouth and chest...

Another super god-level master, pawn!

Wang Yan became more and more courageous as he fought, he jumped up, blocked the long sword attacks of two first-level knight commanders, and slashed down in the air.

Under the blessing of Wang Yan's internal strength, the black knife cut off the Western long sword directly.

And with a single slash, a bloodstain appeared on Fellock, the first-class knight commander, from his forehead to his stomach.

The whole person stared angrily, and his body fell straight backward.

Another kill!

The dark bishop Brown seized the opportunity to attack Wang Yan from behind.

Straight ahead, the Duke of Chaide, the Chief Supervisor of Si'e Castle, and the Deputy Bishop of the Shadow Bishop joined forces to attack.

Knowing that he couldn't dodge, Wang Yan chose to ignore Bishop Brown's sneak attack and confronted the three of them.

"roll!"

With one slash, he abruptly forced back the attacks of the three masters.

But he was also successfully attacked by Bishop Brown, and received a hard slap on the back.

A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, Wang Yan was injured!

For a moment, everyone was overjoyed, they injured Wang Yan, and if they worked harder in the next step, they could completely kill him.

As everyone knows, they have aroused Wang Yan's anger!

Wang Yan stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, showing a ferocious and terrifying sneer.

"Very good! For many years, no one has made me vomit blood!"

"Dark Bishop Brown! You must die!"

With a flick of Wang Yan's wrist, the black knife was even more cold against the background of the flying snow.

Ignoring the others, he only killed Bishop Brown with a black knife in his hand.

"Die!"

With a strong slash, Bishop Brown tried to resist, but to no avail.

The black knife directly chopped off Bishop Brown's head, turning him into a headless corpse.

"And you!"

Wang Yan's eyes were cold, and he rushed over quickly.

Lausanne, one of the eight leaders of the Rocky Organization, died tragically!

Two other leaders were killed and one injured.

Another King Kong Matsui from the Dongyang Ninja Organization had an arm severed by Wang Yan and lay not far away.

Another first-class knight commander of the Knight Legion was pierced through the right chest by a black knife. Although he did not die on the spot, he was seriously injured and could not fight anymore.

The twelve-winged angel of the Holy Cult of Light was also beheaded by Wang Yan forcefully, and there was no room for survival.

Another dark bishop of the Moro Sect also vomited blood from Wang Yan's beating, lying on the ground unable to get up.

Duke Chaide, the Chief Supervisor, and Bishop Phantom's Deputy Hierarch were also seriously injured.

Although they still had the power to fight, they didn't dare to act rashly at this moment, and they were afraid of being beaten by Wang Yan.

At this time, Wang Yan looked around and did not continue to chase them down.

The other battlefields are not optimistic.

Fang Biao and Li Nan were besieged by eight god-level masters, and they had already fallen into a disadvantage.

Both of them were injured, but they were struggling to support the battle.

Not to mention the four heavenly kings, their injuries were even more serious, with blood all over their bodies.

Although they also beheaded many god-level masters, but the number of opponents was too large, and they were ultimately outnumbered.

Without any hesitation, Wang Yan swung his knife and rushed over.

chi chi chi...

Wang Yan joined the battlefield, and the situation was instantly reversed.

With his super god-level powerful strength, facing a group of warriors with god-level strength, he would be instantly killed!

"Brother Wang!"

Fang Biao and Li Nan's crisis was resolved, and the six god-level masters who besieged them were killed by Wang Yan in an instant.

"How is the injury?" Wang Yan asked softly.

"It doesn't matter, you can continue to fight!" The two waved the black knives in their hands and grinned.

Wang Yan nodded, "Then kill them all!"

"Kill!"

The two shouted immediately, and rushed out after Wang Yan.

The number of corpses on the ground continued to increase, and blood stained the white snow on the ground, which was soon covered by snow again.

But soon, the snow was dyed red again...

This bloody and tragic battle lasted for half an hour.

Wang Yan was slightly injured, but it was not serious.

Fang Biao and Li Nan were seriously injured, but they still had the strength to fight.

The four heavenly kings were a little bit miserable, like blood men, barely supporting their bodies to stand up, not letting themselves fall down.

Of the 120 Shura warriors, only 42 survived, and all the others died in battle.

Of the 42 people who survived, none of them was in good health, with bloodstains everywhere.

There were even people lying on the ground, lingering on their breath, unable to stand up.

The casualties on Wang Yan's side were heavy, but the losses of the Eight Great Forces were even greater.

Of the fifteen super-god-level masters, eight of them were beheaded by Wang Yan, and only seven of them survived by luck, but each was seriously injured.

Of the sixty Dongyang ninjas who followed, only a dozen remained.

The knight army, twelve second-level knight commanders, all died.

Of the forty paladins, there are only single digits left.

Of the six dark guardians of the Bright Sacred Church, there is only one left.

Of the ten dark emissaries, none remained, all were beheaded.

Of the fifty dark apostles, there are less than 20 left.

In the vampire family, except for Duke Chaide who was still alive, all the others died tragically on the spot.

In Si'e Castle, apart from the Chief Supervisor, there are only two remaining Four Great Dharma Kings, and one of them has become disabled.

Of the four dragon-level guards, only one remained.

Of the five tiger-level guards and eight leopard-level guards, none of them died.

Only one leader of the Rocky organization was seriously injured, and all four leaders died.

Of the more than 100 minion soldiers who followed, there were less than 30 left.

On the side of Bishop Moying, the vice-principal was seriously injured, and the two deacons Dadan and Saman survived by playing dead.

Four messengers, four apostles, none survived.

In this battle, the eight major forces organized more than 500 people to hunt and kill Wang Yan, and in the end only more than 100 people were left alive.

Whether they can leave alive depends on Wang Yan's mood, whether he is willing to let them go.

The battle ended here, and Wang Yan's side had won the victory. Just as he was about to clean up the battlefield and capture the living personnel, the Young Palace Master appeared with several masters from the Shura Temple.

"Hahaha, Wang Yan, I didn't expect this young master to play the mantis catching cicada and the oriole behind you!"

"The young master of the holy spirit Shiben will take it back personally today, including your life!"

Young Palace Master Tie Mu walked slowly with a cold and sinister smile on his face.