He's War God

The Bartender was struck dumb. A blank look appeared in his eyes, as though he didn't feel any pain at all.

"I'll ask again, where did that woman go?" However, the man behind him did not let him go. The cold voice sounded again, as if it was the voice of an evil ghost that was taking its life from hell.

He instantly became clear-headed. He could clearly feel the killing intent of the other party.

He would die! If he resisted, he would definitely die!

He pointed with a trembling finger, "That …" That woman was being held hostage by two Indian s … "He ran away from the back door …"

As soon as he finished, the pressure on his head vanished. He carefully looked around and saw that the terrifying man had disappeared.

He let out a long breath, and then cried out, "Mother! "It hurts so bad …" He then rolled his eyes and fainted.

The back street of Babyface's bar is a dark alley. Because the social staff of the event is very complex, very few pedestrians pass through it despite being in a bustling area.

It was said that during the most chaotic times, when the bar's toilets were full, a lot of male and female hormones went from the bar to the dark alleyway in the back street to perform in person.

Legend has it that there was a pervert who came to "pick up corpses" in the middle of the night. Someone had picked up a B-list celebrity before and even reported it.

Of course, there were also a group of wandering people who had nothing to do, wandering around the area like ghosts all day long, and many robberies in the city were also concentrated here.

Shen Qingfeng unleashed his perception to his limit, and very quickly discovered that there were three people hiding in a nearby alley, among them were the Qi of two cultivators.

Zhou Peihan was dressed in thin clothes and was casually thrown to the ground.

Two Indian s stood by the side as if they were arguing.

"Dean, I found this woman first. You should give her to me."

The tall man spoke slowly. His golden hair, blue eyes, and slow speech matched his aristocratic temperament.

"Humph!" Garawa, this woman exposed her knees, is disrespectful to God, and I must teach her an unforgettable lesson. "

He didn't seem to want to let go of her. When he spoke, he would frequently look at the jade pendant on Zhou Peihan's neck, drooling in desire.

"Bullshit!" There are so many women in China whose knees are already exposed, can you teach them a lesson? " The tall man became anxious and spoke a lot faster.

"..."

The two of them began to argue over the distribution of the prey. They argued for a while, but neither one of them wanted to give in.

Zhou Peihan had not completely lost consciousness yet. She tried to get up, but she couldn't muster up any strength.

She was originally not strong enough to drink, but after drinking so much tonight, the alcohol had started to rise and her eyelids started to twitch. She was no longer willing to listen to what he said.

Just as she was about to lose her consciousness, she saw a not very tall figure wearing a hood walking towards her.

She felt that he looked a little familiar, but she could not see his face …

His mouth was parched, and he could not persuade the other party for a long time. He pinched his waist and was about to take a rest when he suddenly saw a young man standing in front of him.

"Who are you!?"

He was so frightened that he retreated a few steps and looked at the other party in bewilderment.

This person was simply too mysterious. He was actually able to approach them without making a sound. However, he didn't sense any special aura from the other party's body, causing him to be unable to determine whether this person was an ordinary person or a cultivator.

"You, don't be nosy!" Gallaher frowned as well, then threatened in harsh Chinese.

Shen Qingfeng sensed Zhou Peihan's situation and realised that her breathing was steady. On the surface, she did not seem to be harmed in the slightest.

"How dare these barbarian bandits act so arrogantly? Do you even know how to write the word 'dead'?"

Shen Qingfeng was really angry, his clothes fluttered without wind, his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

He was the war god of the human race, guarding the South Heaven Gate for the Flame Emperor.

These two people actually acted so atrociously in front of him. Did they think he had a good temper?

"This woman is the Holy Maiden that I taught you. It has nothing to do with you. Scram!"

His attitude was extremely arrogant, and he directly reprimanded the other party.

"Holy Maiden" was a special group within their own country. These two words were merely a piece of cloth to cover their embarrassment, and did not refer to the literal meaning.

"If a woman makes a wish beforehand, then when she gives birth to a beautiful girl, she will bring her daughter to the Great God, Brahma, and offer her to Brahma."

All their happiness was dedicated to the local gods, who gave religious services and prayed to the villagers to marry the temple at ceremonies and celebrations.

However, in reality, their job were temple whores. They sold their bodies as slaves, and they were only given to temple cultivators to play with and torture. Their end was extremely miserable.

Fortunately, Shen Qingfeng didn't understand this matter at the moment. Otherwise, he would have used his thunderous method a long time ago.

"You, quickly retreat!" Otherwise, kill! "

To be honest, Shen Qingfeng was the first person they had likely met in China that was a cultivator.

Judging from the respectful attitude of the ordinary Chinese people towards them, this cultivator definitely wouldn't dare to act so arrogantly.

The two of them looked at each other, temporarily putting down their prejudices as they faced off against each other.

If the other two really didn't understand, then they could only give each other an unforgettable lesson.

"Ha!" Threatening me? "

"If that's the case, then I'll send you guys to hell. I hope that after you're reborn, you won't pick the wrong opponent!" Shen Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and said indifferently.

If you are not of my race, then you must have different hearts! Moreover, he had no reason to hold back against such a petty person.

A gust of wind blew, Shen Qingfeng brazenly launched an attack.

He appeared in front of the two of them at the same time like a phantom. The other party's pupils dilated in shock. He realized that it was not good, but his body could not react at all.

"Bang!" "Bam!"

BOOM!

The two of them were hit by a sweeping kick, which directly knocked into a wall on the other side of the street, creating two huge craters.

If an ordinary person were to be hit by such a heavy blow, they would probably be broken into pieces on the spot!

The two of them were indeed cultivators. After struggling on the ground for a long time, they were actually able to stagger to their feet.

"Interesting, looks like you guys have cultivated the arts of body refinement. I'd like to see how long you guys can last!"

Shen Qingfeng's eyes were bloodthirsty, and his mouth revealed a strange smile.

Di Jean and Jia La Wa were both cultivators of the Ancient Yoga. Ever since they were born, they had never encountered such a crisis.

Ancient Yoga is an ancient technique to strengthen the body and strengthen the body. "Yoga" originally meant to control cattle and horses, defined as the control of the body and mind.

A human's "greediness, anger, confusion, indecision" heart, isn't it also needs to be lost to know the return of the raging bulls?

Yoga people are good at preserving essence. Those who expended their essence of life would die, while those who conserved their essence would live!