"If you don't accept it, come again if you don't accept it!"

Wu Xuan hooked his index finger and looked at the King of Spades with a playful look.

The King of Spades was also enraged, when had he been treated like this, there was once a person who jokingly scolded him, and now the body is estimated to be decomposed.

The King of Spades pulled out the two daggers in his arms and cursed.

Just when Wu Xuan showed a thoughtful expression, the King of Spades clenched the dagger and stabbed at him fiercely, and a silver-white cold light suddenly shot towards his chest.

Seeing that the dagger was about to approach Wu Xuan's chest, the smile on the face of the King of Spades became even stronger.

Liu Xuan couldn't help but be overjoyed, and thought in his heart, is this King of Spades finally going to make a move?

"Die, Wu Xuan!" Liu Xuan felt that he was about to see a cold corpse lying on the ground, so he was very excited in his heart and shouted loudly.

……

At that moment, it was as if time had stopped.

The dagger did not stop as the King of Spades imagined, but stopped two centimeters away from Wu Xuan's chest.

A hand that seemed to come out of the void pinched the dagger.

Moreover, it is still held with the index finger and middle finger, just like the posture of holding a cigarette.

The sharp dagger, exerted a strong external force by the King of spades, even piercing a wall, no one doubted.

But at this moment, it actually stopped.

The King of Spades couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and there was a look of horror in his eyes that he had never shown before.

He was stunned, how could the man opposite have such power.

With a slight grip of two fingers, the dagger was clamped.

He's ranked 10th in the world and has a quality that he can be proud of.

He couldn't believe that there were people with such power in this world, and that he had seen it with his own eyes.

Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce the opponent's heart, the opponent only made a move at the last moment.

This is the real grandmaster!

He didn't want to believe it all!

However, he reacted quickly, and the dagger in his left hand had already reached Wu Xuan's neck.

"I can't help myself!"

Wu Xuan took a step back suddenly, and with a kick, the K of spades was directly kicked several meters away, and he fell to the ground and couldn't stand up.

Liu Xuan hurriedly ran over and shook the head of the King of Spades: "Big brother, are you the tenth killer in the world rankings?" I don't think you look like it? ”

The King of Spades felt that his internal organs were all kicked and shattered by the other party's domineering kick!

This kick was like the power of the wilderness, eroding his internal organs, and he wanted to stand up but couldn't.

He...... He didn't want to believe that what was happening in front of him was true.

Huaxia, how can Huaxia have such a powerful master?

It stands to reason that no, this kind of skill is definitely above him, why has he never heard of it?

At first, in Huaxia Spades, there was only one old man in Huaxia, that is, Apollo, the sun god among the twelve gods.

It's just that in the past two years, a martial arts master in China has made the dark forces in the West very jealous, it is said that he is the master of Wudang Mountain, Xiaoyaozi, about Xiaoyaozi He only heard about it in the past two years, one person cleaned up a mercenary group, and no one died, but all of them became vegetative, without any scars on their bodies, they were unconscious.

Before leaving, Xiaoyaozi left a letter: Wait for the rats, deceive my disciples; In the midst of China, there is no one; If you dare to commit it again, you will be killed.

The K of spades curled up on the ground and looked at Wu Xuan, this other party is definitely not those two old men!

The sun god Apollo was excluded when he came to carry out the mission, but this Xiaoyaozi is a person with apprentices, according to his age, it is definitely impossible!

So who is Wu Xuan's real identity?

He couldn't figure it out and sat down on the ground, not knowing what to say?

The King of Spades didn't speak for a long time, Wu Xuan looked at him calmly, the King of Spades said a word of English, and Wu Xuan pretended not to understand.

"Liu Xuan, you translate for me!"

Where did Liu Xuan dare, and hurriedly translated: "Who did he ask you?" How could it have such terrifying strength! ”

"You tell him, I'm your uncle!"

The corners of Liu Xuan's mouth were trembling: "The King of Spades said, you can't kill him, killing him is offending the Black Panther organization, and the Black Panther people will take endless revenge on you!" ”

Wu Xuan said slightly mockingly: "Just tell him that the Black Panther Organization is a fart!" ”

Liu Zongren's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "This ...... That's impossible...... How so? ”

There was a look of dejection in his eyes, and he didn't expect that the killer he had invited at a huge cost would be kicked to the ground by Wu Xuan and couldn't get up.

In fact, Wu Xuan could understand every word that the King of Spades said, but he just wanted Liu Xuan to translate and let him understand what real despair and what a real strong man was.

"Actually, if it weren't for Meijing saying today that she didn't want to see blood at home, I would have to let the three of you know that there is a kind of person that you can never afford to offend!"

"Actually, it's not easy for you to get to this point with the King of Spades, but this time you chose the wrong object. You know that choosing the wrong person is enough to cost you your life! ”

Wu Xuan took out the dagger he was carrying and threw it directly in front of the King of Spades.

From the first sight, he felt a wave of despair burst from the depths of his spinal cord.

Finally, he trembled all over, kowtowed vigorously, and the floor was smashed.

The father and son of the Liu family were stunned, is this still the tenth killer in the world?

How does it feel like someone is going to be a grandson!

The King of Spades would never have imagined that in this small Qin City, there would be Ares, the god of war among the twelve heavenly gods!

"You...... You are...... The god of war Ares ...... "The King of Spades kowtowed dozens of times before he dared to raise his head and ask Wu Xuan, and he still used a broken Chinese language.

Mo said that he was standing in front of him the god of war Ares?

He actually accepted the mission to assassinate Ares, the god of war!

How crazy is that?

A tenth-ranked world killer actually wanted to kill the god of war, one of the twelve gods.

Mars!

Legend has it that Ares, the god of war, has the power to surpass anyone!

At this moment, if the only thought of the King of Spades is to be ashamed to find a place to die!

The Dragonscale Blood Dagger is definitely real, and no one dares to use this thing to fake it, because it is a symbol of the gods, and no one has the guts to do this.

The King of Spades thought about it: This guy is so young, maybe he is not the God of War, can he be said to be a friend of the God of War?

If the man in front of him is really a teenager, then all this is really terrifying.

Becoming one of the twelve heavenly gods at such a young age, I really don't know how frightened I will be in the future potential?

He looked at Wu Xuan in front of him, unbelievable, this prestige that did not match his age made him puzzled.

Killing him, he didn't want to believe that Ares, the god of war, was such a young man.

He looked towards Wu Xuan, and at that moment, he seemed to believe it again, because there was a trace of disdain from Wu Xuan's bones, even if the other party knew that he was the tenth killer in the world, he was not surprised, what a domineering strength!

"I, I was wrong!"

The King of Spades lowered his proud forehead, and there was a hint of despair in his eyes.

Wu Xuan looked at the King of Spades meaningfully: "Do you want to live?" ”