179: C179 Take You to Kill People

C179 Take You to Kill People

Shen Qingfeng asked, "Have these people left Jiangdong?"

"No. According to the reports from his subordinates, Singh brought a group of people back to the villa. There was no movement after that."

After Xu Jing found out about this, he immediately sent out people to monitor them. He did not expect them to expose their tracks without any hesitation. It seemed like they had nothing to fear.

"So it turns out that they have not run away. They really have guts. Xu Jing, you drive! Let's go and explore the tiger's den together."

Lin Feng's eyelids twitched when he heard this. Singh and the others' strength had left a deep shadow in his heart.

He did not have the strength to resist. He was just a little lucky and somehow managed to survive in the end.

"Sir... Do you think... we should discuss this further? There should be an organization in China that specializes in dealing with this kind of people, right? "

He swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice.

"Do we still need to wait for someone to sweep the snow at our door?"

"Get in the car and I'll take you to kill people."

Shen Qingfeng smiled, revealing a mouthful of snow white teeth that shone with a cold light under the sun.

The black Land Rover roared again and shot in one direction.

Xu Jing's heart was very calm. He had a blind confidence in Shen Qingfeng. Even if the sky fell, he believed that Shen Qingfeng would be fine.

The destination was in the suburbs of Jiangdong City. After a thorough investigation, Xu Jing found that the villa was rented by an intermediary. Strangely, he could not find any specific information about the person who rented it.

After about two hours, the Land Rover arrived near the villa. The house was built next to the artificial lake. The scenery was pleasant, and it was expensive.

"This smell... is interesting."

Shen Qingfeng released his senses and sensed several different auras in the villa. The weakest one was only at the Xiantian realm, and the strongest one was at the Tribulation Stage!

He didn't expect to catch a big fish if he wasn't a ferocious dragon.

"You two wait here. If the disturbance is too great, remember to move further away so that you won't be affected."

Shen Qingfeng said a few words and jumped out of the car. Like a ghost, he appeared on the other side of the artificial lake in the blink of an eye.

"Young Master Xu, what do you think about Mr Shen's strength compared to that Indian?"

Lin Feng's heart was perturbed. He was more and more aware of the gap between mortals and cultivators. It was an insurmountable gap.

If Shen Qingfeng failed, he was afraid that he would die today.

"This lord must have used lightning like means to attack. You just have to watch."

"Lin Feng, if you want to stay by Sir's side for a longer time in the future, you still need to train your state of mind!"

Xu Jing smiled. His bright eyes made Lin Feng panic.

"Haha, I am just worried about nothing..."

...

Shen Qingfeng casually set up a formation to prevent the commotion from attracting the attention of the outside world.

He stretched out his hand and pushed open the door. The exquisite password lock shattered into pieces under the unstoppable force.

An indescribable smell came from the air, mixed with the smell of blood. There was no one in the living room on the first floor, and strange sounds came from upstairs.

He did not deliberately conceal his presence and walked up the stairs.

Cultivators had sharp senses, so they wouldn't be unable to hear such obvious footsteps, but the strange sounds didn't stop.

"Hehe, a guest is here. Little guy, are you lost?"

Singh wore a bathrobe and sat on the sofa, leisurely smoking a Cuban cigar.

He turned his head and looked over, with a playful smile on his face.

Shen Qingfeng came to the second floor, and what he saw was a hellish scene.

Most of the beautiful steel pipe dancers that came to perform the last time had now turned into cold corpses, and many places were damaged.

The remaining one was still enduring the torture mechanically. She had long gone mad. Her life had been burnt to the end. That strange sound came from her mouth.

The sound stopped, and the last woman also lost her breath of life.

A few young disciples walked over and surrounded Shen Qingfeng, looking at him with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"A Huaxia cultivator? Anyone who dares to meddle in other people's business will only die."

"This is the territory of our great Lord Singh. Hurry up and kneel down!"

They spoke shoddy Mandarin, and there was a teasing expression on their faces as if they were cats catching mice.

Because the War God Spell was extremely mysterious, even Singh couldn't detect Shen Qingfeng's true cultivation base. Judging from the Qi on the surface, he was only at the Building Foundation Stage.

A Building Foundation Stage at such a young age could be considered a genius, but when faced with someone like Singh, it was obviously not enough.

"I think that your existence has made Jiangdong a little dirty."

There was no expression on Shen Qingfeng's face. There was killing intent in his cold eyes.

"Ahahahaha..."

Indian and the others were amused by his childish words. Putting aside the fact that a Building Foundation Stage did not have such strength, what was his motive?

Was it for these women? In the cultivation world, this kind of Holy Mother was rarely seen.

Cultivators possessed incredible power that transcended the rules of the secular world, and most people viewed human lives as grass.

"A few months ago, I dealt with two similar garbage and joined you?"

"Speaking of which, the reason you were able to come here was probably because someone was an insider, right? If you say it now, you can live. "

Shen Qingfeng's words instantly silenced the air, and the breathing of the few young men instantly became heavier.

They angrily stretched out their fingers and spoke in a low voice, as if they were cursing.

"A bunch of people who don't understand human language, it seems like there's no way to communicate..."

Shen Qingfeng helplessly shook his head and a sword appeared in his hand.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, a heavenly river seemed to appear on the second floor of the villa. The terrifying sword intent made Xu Jing, who was far away on the other side of the artificial lake, feel a chill run down his spine.

The sword was too fast. It only took a thousandth of a second.

When the sword returned to its sheath, the noise disappeared. A few Indian turned into a mist of blood and fell to the ground.0

"You're the only one left. Is there anything you want to say?"

His expression was indifferent. The bloody mist couldn't get within three feet of him. It was as if he was both a god and a devil.

The cigar in Singh's hand fell to the ground. It had happened too suddenly. A small shrimp had suddenly turned into a giant dragon. His mind was in turmoil.

This time, he had brought the most elite disciples to Huaxia! These people were his right-hand men. He could not bear to lose even one of them.

"Sword Cultivator, you also killed Di Rang and Galava?"

Singh's eyes revealed a terrifying cold light. He completely released his aura, and the entire mansion trembled.

"Some garbage names are not worthy of me to remember. What you said just now, are your last words?"

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