Dao Masters Of Demonic Cultivation

273: An Escape. All lost!

The sword from the god of War was close enough to the wind in attack but the wind was swift enough to puff into thin air and then avoid the attack.

When it was out of sight for a while, The God of War arrived at the wall and quickly grabbed the book by himself. He didn't want to waste any more time to avoid others taking it.

And when he had taken it, he turned to see the wind slowly turn into Asura. Asura stood there with both hands behind him and a smirk on his lips.

"You...What guts and stand do you have to attack me for this book?" The god of War questioned.

"Me? It's not like you have the right to steal the book yourself. So I'll give you one last chance, hand the book over" He stretched out his hands "And no one gets hurt"

The god of War grinned at what he considered a pathetic threat "You should get lost. Don't get In my way you little brat"