Chapter 123: The Demon Awakens!

The tall bodyguard secretly gritted his teeth, looking at Zhao Xuan with a faint hint of gloom in his eyes, but he didn't dare to look directly at Zhao Xuan.

The team members around him also looked at Zhao Xuan with unwillingness, resentment, or fear.

But no one dared to look directly at Zhao Xuan, they were afraid of being noticed by Zhao Xuan, such a young genius martial artist was definitely not something they could provoke.

On the other side, Steward Wang also looked at Zhao Xuan with a humble smile.

Under the gaze of one after another, Zhao Xuan slowly raised his head, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth that seemed to be a smile but not a smile and said:

"The deity!"

"How can you make friends with any kind of garbage?"

In the faint eye, the cold voice resounded in all directions.

Rumble!

In an instant, everyone was stunned by Zhao Xuan's words!

The smile on Steward Wang's face froze there, and the group of bodyguards looked at Zhao Xuan with wide eyes and incredulity.

Cheng Junwan next to him smiled bitterly and shook his head, it seemed that he had expected all this.

"Is this little brother joking?"

Steward Wang said with a stiff smile.

In his opinion, even if Zhao Xuan was unwilling to be recruited by the Cheng family, he would not become a mortal enemy with the Cheng family.

After all, the Cheng family is a second-rate family, and there are dark strength level martial artists in the family.

Moreover, the bodyguards of the Cheng family all have guns, and if they really want to deal with Zhao Xuan, they don't need a dark strength level martial artist to make a move.

The Cheng family befriended Zhao Xuan only for Zhao Xuan's future, not that the current Cheng family was afraid of Zhao Xuan.

But Zhao Xuan's response was to give the Cheng family a slap and a slap to Steward Wang.

However, Steward Wang still decided to give Zhao Xuan a chance, if it wasn't for the point of being forced to do so, he didn't want to provoke a genius martial artist.

Zhao Xuan's face was calm, and his eyes looked into the distance faintly, as if the steward Wang in front of him did not deserve to be looked at by him at all.

The next moment, he stepped forward and came to Steward Wang in an instant.

A punch stretched out like a ghost and struck at Steward Wang's chest.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Steward Wang flew backwards like a lightning strike, and then slammed into the ground and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

It was only at this time that Zhao Xuan's calm voice sounded:

"What are you?"

"What qualifications do you have to call your deity a brother?"

"Today's RB Zun is here to destroy the Cheng family. ”

The faint voice, like the judgment of death, made everyone in the Cheng family shudder!

"Damn it! Damn it, kill him for me!"

On the other side, Steward Wang got up from the ground in an extremely embarrassed manner, pointed at Zhao Xuan with a hideous face and roared loudly.

At this time, he vaguely guessed Zhao Xuan's identity, according to the Cheng family's investigation, Cheng Junjuan was followed by a young martial artist with extremely strong skills.

It was that person who humiliated Cheng Hu in every way and made the Cheng family lose face, and it is speculated that Cheng Hu's disappearance is likely to be related to Zhao Xuan.

Since it is certain that the comer is not good, there is no need to make friends.

The so-called genius, if you can't make friends, then you have to strangle!

"Yes!"

The tall bodyguard was slightly stunned, and responded with an excited face.

He didn't expect Zhao Xuan to be so brain-dead, and he was ashamed to say in front of the Cheng family that he wanted to destroy the Cheng family?

Who does he think he is? Can he destroy a clan's internal strength martial artist by himself?

At most, he is just entering the Ming Dynasty, and he is so arrogant that he doesn't know who he is?

How can a wealthy family like the Cheng family be dealt with by Zhao Xuan now?

But fortunately, Zhao Xuan couldn't help himself, otherwise how could he have a chance to take revenge.

How can there be a chance to slaughter a warrior!

"Today is the day of the God Slaughter!"

"I will trample you under your feet and humiliate you wantonly!"

The tall bodyguard took out a pistol and looked at Zhao Xuan with a cruel smile.

To trample on a martial artist who is usually high above the ground and humiliate him wantonly, and to grasp the life and death of a genius martial artist in a single thought, that feeling is so wonderful to think about.

The tall bodyguard waved his hand, and many bodyguards behind him immediately took out their pistols and aimed them at Zhao Xuan.

"Boy, get on your knees!"

The tall bodyguard looked at Zhao Xuan with a sneer.

What about warriors, isn't they the same flesh and blood?

Steward Wang glared at Zhao Xuan with a hideous face, he wanted to see how arrogant Zhao Xuan could be.

Seeing this, Steward Wang couldn't help but be stunned.

At this time, Zhao Xuan's face was calm, as if everything in front of him could not arouse the slightest wave in his heart.

Inexplicably, a trace of panic swelled in Steward Wang's heart!

"Kill him!

Steward Wang roared at the tall bodyguard!

"Yes!"

A trace of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of the tall bodyguard, and he wanted to continue to humiliate and tease Zhao Xuan.

However, since Steward Wang had spoken, he was naturally unwilling to comply.

Aiming the pistol at Zhao Xuan's thigh, the tall bodyguard pulled the trigger with disdain.

How could he let Zhao Xuan die so easily?

Bang!

The sound of a bullet coming out of the chamber sounded, which made Steward Wang breathe a deep sigh of relief.

It's over!

Next, Zhao Xuan will fall in a pool of blood.

What about young warriors, who are as fragile as modern technology.

Steward Wang looked at Cheng Junwan with a hideous expression.

That ungrateful slut actually wants to take someone to destroy the Cheng family?

But she was so stupid that she tried in vain to take a Ming Jin martial artist to destroy the Cheng family?

"Slut, you will pay for what you do!"

Steward Wang looked at Cheng Junwan and roared in a low voice.

Zhao Xuan died, and he naturally remembered everything on Cheng Junwan's head.

It's just that the next moment, Steward Wang was stunned.

At this time, Cheng Junjuan's face was shocked, bitter, and helpless, but he was not panicked.

And the direction of Cheng Junwan's gaze seems to be the position where Zhao Xuan just stood?

Steward Wang seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned his head to look at Zhao Xuan.

The next moment, Steward Wang's eyes suddenly widened with a look of horror.

Not only Steward Wang, but the group of bodyguards also stared at Zhao Xuan with wide eyes, like a ghost.

There was cold sweat on their foreheads, their bodies were trembling violently, and they were terrified to the extreme.

Because at that moment, the bullet was suspended in front of Zhao Xuan's body, and he could no longer take a single inch.

In the next second, something even more terrifying happened.

The bullet suddenly disappeared strangely.

It's like... It was devoured by the void.

Poof!

There was a muffled sound, but someone knelt there with a weak leg.

At this time, Zhao Xuan slowly raised his head, and in an instant, the hearts of Steward Wang and everyone trembled, and a thought inexplicably appeared in their minds.

The devil has woken up!

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Steward Wang pointed at Zhao Xuan and roared wildly.

In the next second, the sound of bullets coming out of the chamber kept sounding.

However, after all the bullets came into contact with Zhao Xuan, they all disappeared strangely.

And Zhao Xuan was so stubborn to carry the rain of bullets and bullets, moving forward step by step.

With a calm face, it seemed that he was not resisting the rain of bullets, but the soft breeze.

Walking in front of a bodyguard step by step, under the frightened gaze of the bodyguard, Zhao Xuan's palm gently pinched the bodyguard's neck, and then gently pinched it.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the horn of death was blown.