The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 175 Innate Charm

"Next lifetime, perhaps!"

With that said, Frostblade swung her blade with precision.

"No..." The man let out a hysterical scream, his eyes filled with a twisted expression.

The blade flashed from his waist, and his body was cleaved into two parts, falling to the ground one after the other, blood gushing wildly. Frostblade glanced at the ground and turned around to run towards the incoming road.

She had just arrived by the car when she saw the man with a hooked nose being forced back ten steps by Azure Fang's sword aura, leaving deep footprints on the hard ground. Frostblade didn't hesitate at all, raised her sword and charged forward. A fierce and sharp sword technique was swiftly unleashed, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound in the air.

"Hmm?" The hawk-nosed man, who had already been injured by Azure Fang, had his pupils shrink in a cold flash. Without much time to think, he took a deep breath and quickly dodged to the side. However, he was still a bit too slow, and his body bore several bloody gashes from the sharp blade, with jets of blood spewing forth.

"No..."

What filled him with despair was that, just as his figure hadn't fully steadied, a curved blade with the force of a thunderbolt swung forth

The blade from Azure Fang had sliced directly into his shoulder as his arm was cleanly severed at the shoulder and fell to the ground.

"Ah..." The hawk-nosed man let out a scream of agony.

Before the sound had even faded, it abruptly ceased. The scimitar in Frostblade's hand swept across his throat, and a head tumbled to the ground, blood splattering the pillar.

"Are you okay?" Frostblade then looked at the wound on Azure Fang's body and asked, with a hint of concern flashing in his eyes.

"No big deal!" Azure Fang smiled slightly. “It's been a while since we last met, and your swordsmanship has improved again!"

"You're still far away from me!" Frostblade responded lightly, “Let's go, to boss's place!"

"Okay!" Azure Fang nodded.

SHADOW men appeared and took away

was one of the

the club was already

foreign men were each holding onto a hostess as they partied wildly. Sitting in the middle was a middle-aged man who looked to be under fifty. He had a fierce expression and a particularly menacing scar on his face. His eyes flashed with coldness like that of a wild beast from time to time.

are really something else! Each one is more than enough!” A curly-haired man held onto

women of Glavale aren't found in bars or clubs. Haven't you seen those movie stars? They're

can let them do anything as

me..." The girl furrowed her brow, her body squirming

her words, she was smacked by the curly-haired

Not happy with just a little play?” S~ᴇaʀᴄh

grabbed a black bag from the side and then threw a stack of bills at

money, and

"You..."

with anger. Just as she opened my mouth to say a word, she was slapped

thing, you have quite the

threw them on the ground, saying, "Is this enough? Get down on your knees

you're great just because you have money? I'm leaving anyway!" she shouted angrily, stood up and walked towards the

he's not falling for your tricks!” A man burst

"What a bitch!"

curly-haired man raised a hand and delivered a swift palm strike. That girl went flying, knocked clean off her feet,

in the private room exclaimed at the same

I will kill you?" The curly-haired man continued to look at the girl and

focus on business first!" At this moment, the scarred man sitting in the middle waved his hand towards the group of girls and said, "All of you

women simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief and quickly helped the one on the ground up

have the gate leaders arrived at

replied, "Get ready, it will probably take a while longer before the

type of