Peerless War God in City

Yu Jin sat on the chair again. His expression was calm, as if nothing had happened.    

"You can choose between life and death!"    

Yu Jin looked at the crowd and said.    

Then he picked up the glass and slammed it down on the table.    

Instantly, an aura that was like Mount Tai's fall surged forth with waves that assaulted their faces. Everyone felt their hearts palpitate, and all they wanted to do was prostrate themselves in worship.    

"Bam!"    

"Bam!"    

"Bam!"    

"..."    

Two seconds later.    

Everyone, with the exception of Qin Kangping, kneeled on the ground.    

What face.    

What dignity!    

In front of his own life, he was worthless!    

The method Yu Jin displayed was too shocking.    

They could only submit!    

The combined strength of 20 Houtian realm martial artists was enough to contend against a thousand-man army.    

However, he couldn't withstand a single blow from Yu Jin.    

Everyone was stunned and afraid!    

Amongst a group of people.    

Qin Kangping was the only one left in the room. He stood there dumbly with both of his eyes filled with shock, as if he was a soulless corpse.    

Yu Jin slightly raised his eyes.    

His gaze also fell on Qin Kangping.    

"A mere ant actually dares to dream of dealing with our lord. He is truly reckless."    

"Bam!"    

Saying that, Yu Jin waved his hand.    

Boom!    

Immediately, the wine cup on the table dashed out with a thunderous speed.    

The wine cup was like a speeding train. It drew a long trail of sparks on the table, carrying an endless amount of power as it crashed into Qin Kangping's chest.    

Just like those people, Qin Kangping's body flew backwards like a kite with its string cut.    

When his body landed on the ground, a ghostly figure flashed past.    

In less than a breath's time, Yu Jin crossed a dozen meters of distance, appearing at the place where Qin Kangping fell.    

His right foot was like a heavy hammer as it lifted up and stepped on Qin Kangping's chest.    

"Crack!"    

The sound of ribs breaking sounded!    

"Puchi!"    

Qin Kangping's face was in extreme pain. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and his expression became extremely miserable.    

Qin Kangping's body continuously curled up like a dying dog.    

Even though his physical fitness was good, it was not something that an ordinary person could match.    

But who was Yu Jin?    

His two light strikes had completely shattered Qin Kangping's ribs. Even his internal organs had been affected.    

"It's just a bunch of ants. It seems like you've spent quite some time with them."    

At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded out from the door, scaring Yu Jin to the point that his body trembled.    

Next.    

A man with an indifferent expression and an arrogant gaze that overlooked everything walked in.    

"My Lord!"    

When Yu Jin saw the person, he immediately lowered his head with a respectful expression.    

Haotian glanced at Yu Jin and then walked in front of Qin Kangping. At this moment, Qin Kangping was not far from death.    

He curled up on the ground. Not to mention standing up, it was difficult for him to even open his eyes.    

Seeing Qin Kangping like this, Haotian didn't even have the desire to attack him.    

Then, Haotian glanced at the people from the Wealthy Class Hsingyi who were kneeling on the ground and coldly said: "Call Ye Qingxuan and have her come and collect the corpse of her fiance."    

As he said that, Haotian shot a glance at Gu Huai, who was standing to the side. The latter immediately broke out in a cold sweat and then knelt down!    

"Let's go back!"    

"Yes sir!"    

The master and the servant left with cold expressions, like a gust of wind.