Just as Zhang Xiaotian and the other two were trying their best to squeeze towards the big man, the big man suddenly raised his right hand and waved it above. The purple-clothed disciples around him rushed to the crowd as if they had received the order, and swung the stick in their hands fiercely.

Those who spoke the loudest and laughed loudest were first beaten, followed by those frightened and running around, and the beaten wolf and rat rushing.

Luo Shixin and the other six were also attracted by a purple-clothed disciple. The purple-clothed disciple didn't know what these people were. Although they felt that these people were extraordinary, they only thought they were children of some wealthy families in Zhongxing City.

No matter who you are, in Zhongxing City, Mencius Island, my goshawks are the sky.

With this idea, the purple-clothed disciple rushed over with a stick high.

The man in purple looked at the crowd screaming and fleeing with satisfaction, with a smile on his face, but suddenly saw three teenagers squeeze out from the panicked crowd, leading a thin man, a fat man and a shorter man rushed to him.

"Report, Zhang Xiaotian comes to report." The thin man stood up straight and shouted loudly.

The fat man behind him followed suit, "Report, Zhang Chaoran came to report."

The boy hesitated for a moment, and felt the thin man around him pulling the corner of his clothes, so he shouted loudly: "Report, Li Dahe comes to report."

It was not until this time that Zhang Xiaotian and the others knew the name of the boy.

"Li Dahe?" The fat man laughed secretly. The boy's name was really not very good, much worse than me.

Zhang Xiaotian speculated that this should be a pseudonym.

These three boys reacted very quickly. The big man in purple nodded in his heart, but his words were a bit strange, "report, report", but it sounded quite imposing!

Zhang Xiaotian didn't know what to say, so he directly used the one in the army in his previous life. Anyway, just express the meaning of obedience.

"Very good, you guys stand behind me."

After saying that, the man in purple turned his eyes to the chaotic crowd, looking thoughtful.

Some sharp-eyed trial disciples saw this scene and immediately followed suit. More and more trial disciples ran over, standing behind the man in a proper manner, and did not dare to speak out.

"Um?"

At this time, the big man in purple suddenly stared at a place in the crowd, and the trial disciples behind him also noticed something strange in the crowd.

"Which group of people are they?"

Zhang Chaoran quietly talked to Zhang Xiaotiandao.

...

Seeing a purple-clothed disciple rushing over with a stick, Luo Shixin curled his lips disdainfully and said to the thin man who had just spoken: "Shi Xiaoqian, you can meet him."

"Okay!"

The thin man screamed excitedly and rushed out with a whizz.

The disciple of the purple-clothed goshawk was rushing forward when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, which scared him and quickly smashed him with a stick.

The figure disappeared in a flash, the stick fell, and a strong force suddenly came from his butt, and the person lost his balance and fell forward with his hands and feet, which immediately caused Luo Shixin and others to burst into laughter.

Several disciples in purple clothes rushed over with sticks when they saw their companions being humiliated.

"Look for a fight!"

Luo Shixin raised his sword eyebrows and looked at him with anger. Not only did he not retreat, he rushed towards one of the purple-clothed disciples.

boom!

The straight fist was stabbed like a big gun, bringing a strong explosion of energy.

"Source power level 2!" Zhang Xiaotian heard the big man in front of him mutter.

Bang!

The purple-clothed disciple in front of Luo Shixin broke his stick and flew backwards. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

Luo Shixin felt extremely happy, as if all the frustrations of these days were vented from this punch.

However, it's not enough.

He kicked the ground with his feet and flew backwards. The purple-clothed disciple who rushed from behind him felt his eyes blurred. A back appeared in front of him, and then he hit him hard and knocked him out.

"So brave!" "Seeking death!"

Two sticks on the left and right were hit with the aversion to the wind. The two purple-clothed disciples who took action were flushed and their faces were obviously red. They obviously used all their strength without any hesitation.

"It's just trash!"

Luo Shixin's eyes showed disdain, his arms spread out like an eagle spreading his wings, one on the left and one on the right, facing the two of them respectively.

"Crack, crack!" The two sticks broke almost at the same time. Luo Shixin's body shook left and right, and two figures flew out.

"Okay!" "Awesome!" "Boss Luo is mighty!"...

His companions cheered loudly, and the trial disciple who had never dared to show up behind the purple-clothed man, who had previously been so generous that he had dared to show up, and there was a faint sound of discussion.

The big man frowned and suddenly turned around and shouted, "Shut up." The sound was like a big bell, which shocked everyone's ears.

Then he took big steps and rushed towards Luo Shixin and his group of people, as if he was running a bull.

Originally, Luo Shixin was looking at the big man with contempt, but gradually his expression became cautious. The big man in purple became more and more powerful as he ran, as he seemed to be a human-shaped beast swimming in ancient times, and the feeling of barbarity came to his face.

Not easy to deal with!

A thought flashed through Luo Shixin's mind, but he was unwilling to retreat at this time, let alone begging for mercy. He had already come to Mencius Island with a superior attitude, and he also had a kind of mentality for giving alms to this marriage. Unexpectedly, he fell in love with the other party, but the other party didn't like him.

It's like a wealthy rich man who is rich and has been despised by a beggar, and his anger is indescribable.

Although he realized that the great man was difficult to deal with, he always felt that such a countryside could produce some real master. Even if his source power was not as good as the opponent, he would definitely win in terms of martial arts skills.

Luo Shixin straightened his back and his feet remained motionless, stepping on the ground, as if he was drawing strength from it.

The big man in purple kept walking, getting faster and faster. When he reached five feet away, he suddenly punched him and shot Luo Shixin from afar.

The fist was surging and powerful, and the air flow brought about seemed to turn into huge waves. A five-meter distance passed by in an instant, and it had arrived in front of Luo Shixin.

"Level 4 source warrior!"

Luo Shixin's pupil shrank, and then he was eager to try. The level of source power did not represent all. There are many examples of fighting and winning over the level. There are no such thing as a crushing statement below the Grandmaster.

Today, let me, Luo Shixin, carefully consider these local buns from the goshawks, what is worthy of my father's attention.

A violent aura flashed in his eyes, Luo Shixin was still standing there, suddenly punching out, heavy and terrifying, as if he could break a tiger's elephant. Just looking from a distance, the powerful force seemed to press down on his chest and his breathing became difficult.

This is the Source Warrior!

Zhang Xiaotian looked at the inhuman fighting power of the two, and there seemed to be a ball of fire burning in his chest. This was much stronger than the warriors in the main world. Even the martial arts masters in the main world are just like this.

Although Fu Xingyun once said that she was a Level 6 Source Warrior, Zhang Xiaotian had never seen her take action after all, and there was no clear concept of the combat power of Source Warrior.

Only then did he realize how powerful the martial arts of this world are, how powerful are low-level source warriors, and how powerful are those high-level warriors, masters and even grand masters.

This is much better than the "special effects" of the gangsters fighting in the town.

Zhang Xiaotian felt that his blood seemed to be burning, and a road he had never walked unfolded in front of him.

Become stronger, be strong!

The fat man beside him was already stunned, only Li Dahe was still the same.

Without caring about them, Zhang Xiaotian looked at the two fighting without turning his eyes, and light seemed to be emitted from his eyes.

boom!

The fist collided with the fist, and Luo Shixin took three steps back before he stood still. The man in purple clothes took advantage of the momentum to unfold his body. The fist was rolling, like a strong wind and a huge wave, and it blasted towards Luo Shixin from all directions.

Luo Shixin's pupils contracted sharply, and this person's martial arts were so powerful.

But he didn't think that although Mencius Island was far away from the Shenzhou Continent, it was even more unlawful under the condolence of some large companies. The three major gangs fought every year, but they were not as peaceful as the Shenzhou Continent.
Chapter completed!