We agreed to practice martial arts, why the hell can you explode stars with one punch?.

Obviously, the incarnation of a god is nothing in the eyes of high-level warriors.

Between the gods.

There is still some fear to a certain extent.

After all, if the incarnations become enemies, it will also affect the original bodies in the astral layer. Sometimes it is better to have less trouble than more.

But the ordinary human warriors in the material plane have nothing to fear. After all, the gods themselves cannot descend into the material plane and cannot directly threaten them.

Even if it offends the gods, so what?

They don't just dare to offend.

even.

They all want to hunt down the incarnation of God.

As the warriors of the afterlife present laughed, their eyes gradually narrowed, looking at Qin Feng with some ill intentions, and the corners of their mouths revealed a bit of ferocity and bloodthirstiness.

Qin Feng seemed not to notice this scene.

He is still smiling.

Looking at the shouting warrior from the next life:

"You think I'm weak? Unworthy?"

"Humph!"

The Yaojiang warrior of the Next Life snorted coldly, "Zhao Kongwu is just a Xinghui warrior, and a mere mid-level leader in our Next Life organization. The fact that you can subdue him is nothing, but you actually want to target our entire Next Life organization? Don't you even take a piss and look at yourself!"

He just finished speaking.

Another Yaojiang warrior from the Next Life Organization suddenly swung a machete with a chilling aura in his hand.

He said with a grim smile:

"You're just a Star-level incarnation of a god. Instead of hiding yourself, you're actually thinking of taking us in as your servants?"

"It's so ridiculous!"

"So what if he's a god? He comes from a group that specializes in hunting down gods!"

Wow!

He swung his sword.

The figure disappeared in an instant.

A cold and sharp blade light appeared out of nowhere above Qin Feng's neck.

The next moment.

Slash down quickly!

Zhao Kongwu on the side sighed.

A hint of pity appeared in his eyes.

He was not feeling pity for Qin Feng, but... for all the warriors of the Next Life Organization present.

"Keng!"

The crisp sound of a knife suddenly resounded throughout the conference room.

As a circle of faint sword light ripples floated across, the smiles on the faces of the warriors from Laisheng's past who were present suddenly froze.

As if seeing...

The machete that was about to chop towards Qin Feng's neck suddenly stopped in mid-air. The blade was shaking constantly, making a series of humming sounds, and visible cracks gradually spread across the entire blade.

Qin Feng sat leisurely at the head seat at the conference table.

Don't even look at the knife.

Until a "click" sound was heard!

The whole machete.

Withered into debris.

Like phosphorescence.

Qin Fengcai raised his hand.

He saw a long, strange white worm circling and landing on his palm. At first glance, it looked like a snake, with scarlet eyes flashing like gems, looking very creepy.

at the same time.

"Pfft!"

A figure fell from the ceiling.

Fell on the conference table.

It was the warrior from the afterlife who was clamoring to "hunt down the gods."

now……

He looked like a corpse.

His whole body was abnormally shriveled.

Thin skin and flesh covered the bony bones.

There was a bloody hole on the forehead as if something had been drilled into it.

The dead can no longer die.

For an instant.

Everyone present was silent.

Qin Feng, however, seemed to have done nothing. He looked at all the warriors present and smiled.

"Who else wants to hunt down gods?"

No one spoke.

A Yaojiang warrior, they hardly saw any battle scenes, and then... he died in an extremely strange and inexplicable way?

Even if the incarnation of God possesses some special abilities.

Can……

After all, this is a Yaojiang warrior.

He died like this without any ability to fight back?

Almost all the warriors of the next life present could not help swallowing.