Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 850 What Dagger?
Wu Xuan will not be soft!

When dealing with people like Chen Yishan, he has always been able to use his best methods to pry the opponent's mouth open.

After all, the Sun God couldn't bear such a life-threatening situation, but the incident had already happened, and nothing he could do now would help.

"I'm asking you something, are you going to say it or not?"

"I, I want to say it, but I can't. I firmly believe that my people will come to save me."

"Wishful thinking, let me tell you, if something happens to the Sun God, I won't cut you to pieces, and my surname will not be Wu."

Wu Xuan was not joking, he could do such a thing for the Sun God.

Chinese people often say that the kindness of a drop of water must be repaid by a spring.

The Sun God is not out of danger yet, but even if he is too unwilling, he can only wait for the Sun God to recover.

The current Wu Xuan could indeed only use some torture on Chen Yishan, but could not really harm his life.

If Chen Yishan died, then no one would be able to know the poison of the sun god.

This is not what Wu Xuan wants to see.

But this does not mean that Chen Yishan can threaten Wu Xuan.

For this tough bone, Wu Xuan has a hundred ways to make him speak.

The iron drill just now was just two small tricks, just when he was about to continue to attack,
There were light footsteps from outside.

Wu Xuan could tell from the voice that the man was definitely a master, because he was hiding his aura.

Wu Xuan directly stabbed Chen Yishan's stomach fiercely with the dagger: "I'll come in and clean you up after I get rid of the mess outside."

Wu Xuan walked out without the slightest fear.

Because no matter whether he is a master or not, Wu Xuan must fight against him.

This is not fighting for myself, this is fighting for Longmen, this is fighting for my dear senior brother.

Even if he is the most powerful person in China, Wu Xuan still has to fight.

"Finally found it!"

The person who came was a middle-aged man in his 40s.

"is it here?"

"That's right, the Chen Yishan you're looking for is inside, why don't you go and have a look."

Wu Xuan said calmly, but the anger in his heart had already reached its peak.

When the man went in and saw Chen Yishan's miserable condition, he shouted directly: "You beast, take your life."

Wu Xuancai ignored his roar!

"Believe it or not, you are the next one."

"I do not believe!"

"Then why don't you hurry up!"

Wu Xuan directly took out the dragon scale blood dagger in his hand, ready for battle.

"Boy, my sword does not kill the unknown, who are you?"

"I am your uncle!"

Chen Yishan said weakly: "He is Wu Xuan whom our Chen family wants to kill."

"Hahahaha, it doesn't take much effort to get here."

"Chen Jiu killed him." Although Chen Yishan was tortured by Wu Xuan, he was still very clear in his heart.

Chen Jiu picked up the sword in his hand, thinking to himself, he must kill this damn Wu Xuan.

Only blood can honor the sword in his hand.

Immediately, countless sword lights slashed crazily, and the killing trembled.

Wu Xuan stood on the spot fearlessly.

"Come on, you god hunter bastards, let me see how powerful you are."

Wu Xuan lit a cigarette: "May I have a cigarette, and then we can start playing again."

"Haha, yes, I will satisfy the request of you, a dying person."

After smoking, Wu Xuan had already thought of a countermeasure. Since the opponent is a master of swords, he should also use the nine changes of the sky to deal with it.

Wu Xuan's feet turned and moved quickly, as if he was taking small steps, facing the crazy sword light.

One knife after another slashed towards his body. This sword is not only a sword, but also has the power of a saber technique.

The sword and saber techniques were fully displayed by Chen Jiu.

But Wu Xuan was like a ghost, dodging those thousands of killing moves.

This move could not cause substantial damage to Wu Xuan at all.

"Hahaha, your rubbish swordsmanship doesn't seem to have any effect!"

"Don't be arrogant, I'll show you my supreme swordsmanship next."

"Hurry up, don't ink, I'm still waiting to torture Chen Yishan."

Wu Xuan's voice was ridiculed and ridiculed, and a look of disdain appeared on his face.

Chen Jiu's face turned livid. When had he ever received such an insult? It was like killing him.

He is in his 40s, and Huaxia can rank among the top three masters with swords, but now he can't deal with a young man in his 20s. He feels that he has been nakedly ridiculed.

He became crazy, and he no longer wondered if he was the inheritor of Huaxia swordsmanship.

Now he has only one purpose, to kill Wu Xuan.

Suddenly, he stabbed directly at Wu Xuan with a sword. Wu Xuan naturally knew that this sword seemed simple, but it was actually very profound.

Chen Jiu is actually very conceited. He firmly believes that a young man in his 20s will not last long under his own swordsmanship.

He believes in himself, and there is no enemy he cannot deal with.

But this is a trick of his own trump card, and he was dodged lightly by the opponent.

In fact, Wu Xuan was avoiding the sword just now, using the Fengmen Lost Step.

Chen Jiu looked at Wu Xuan in disbelief, he was unwilling to believe it no matter what, Wu Xuan dodged the sword.

This...it's impossible.

"how can that be?"

Chen Jiu already had his own plan in mind. The man in front of him was actually a master, not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"Boy, don't hide if you have the guts. If you have the guts, you and I will have a fair competition."

"Get off your grandma's leg, you bastard, you can hit me if you have the ability."

Wu Xuan's purpose is very clear, which is to anger Chen Jiu.

For in order for a man to perish, he must first be made mad.

Chen Jiu's eyes were red, and the killing hidden in his veins had been stabbed by Wu Xuan.

The murderous intent was pushed to the extreme in an instant.

And the anger in Wu Xuan's eyes also seemed to be lightning bolts, as if Chen Jiu showed a little flaw, he would be like this lightning, and he would blow Chen Jiu to ashes.

"kill"

Chen Jiu looked like a sharp arrow, piercing directly towards Wu Xuan's heart.

And Wu Xuan is not a vegetarian, he cursed: "Dirty, only know these sneak attack methods!"

Only the sound of metal slamming was heard, and Wu Xuan's dragon-scale blood dagger came into close contact with Chen Jiu's sword.

"You, what kind of dagger are you holding?"

"Can you handle it?"

Chen Jiu's heart was moved. How could a dagger that could withstand this move be an ordinary weapon.

"Boy, if you give me this dagger, I can spare you."

"Get it yourself if you have the ability, don't whine about it, just like an old lady."

"Okay, you successfully stimulated my fighting power."

(End of this chapter)