Sparks start a prairie fire

[Urban Bestselling Epic about the War God] "Sign it, today you must divorce that loser, Ling Fan—you're not ashamed, but I can't even lift my head when I go out," my father-in-law emphatically tapped on the divorce agreement. Three days later, good son-in-law, you rise above the petty, I beg you, please don't leave my daughter... Three years of tempering, a work of craftsmanship, the legendary War God's ascension journey....

Super War God in the City

Ling Fan's gaze was icy as he watched the woman swing a punch at him, a cold laugh echoing in his heart.


Driven mad by Jim's death, Axina had already lost all reason, her actions now purely instinctive.


She was very close to Ling Fan—and driven by instinct—wanted nothing more than to explode his head with a punch to relieve the hatred in her heart.


But she, merely a Grandmaster of the Middle Stage, was only slightly better than Steven. How could she possibly be a match for Ling Fan?


With no fancy moves, Official Ling showed no mercy or cherishment of beauty as he indifferently struck back with a punch.


In the stupefied stares of the onlookers, Axina's entire arm burst open. She flew backward and slammed into the wall, her arm completely destroyed.


A calamity of the highest order, an utter calamity, this guy, he actually dared to cripple Axina?" York stood at a distance, his voice trembling as he spoke.


Chapter 671: Transcendent, Donggu Aoun!