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

one of the top three entertainment venues ranked

not yet 6 PM, but the club was already packed with people

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

more than enough!” A curly-haired man held onto his hostess while grinning

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them do anything as long as you give them money.” The curly-haired man

her brow, her body squirming

complete her words, she was smacked

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bag from the side and then threw a

Take this money, and crawl around

"You..."

flushed with anger. Just as she opened my mouth

thing, you have quite

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

because you have money? I'm leaving anyway!"

not falling for your tricks!” A

"What a bitch!"

delivered a swift palm strike. That girl went flying, knocked clean off her feet, crashing down hard onto the ground. As she hit the

The other women in the private room exclaimed at the

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

the scarred man sitting in the middle waved his

quickly helped the one on the ground up and

leaders arrived at Ozin?"

will probably take a while longer

we get things done, you can have any type of woman you want and