There was a murderous flash in Long Zun's eyes.

Although he was not a murderer, if he had disturbed him so many times, he would not have let these people go so easily.

I was thinking about whether to change places, I was always annoyed by flies, although I was not afraid, but if I recruited someone from Haizhou Gate, it would be even more troublesome.

Although he is not afraid of Haizhou Gate, this time it is for overseas relics, not to fight with Haizhou Gate.

However, before his plan to change places was implemented, dozens of big men in the distance came towards him from the crowd menacingly.

Approaching was a scholar dressed in a shirt and holding a folding fan in his hand.

Behind the scholar is a big man with a dragon, and where his chest is exposed, all kinds of tattoos are exposed.

"Xiaosheng has seen friends. The scholar arched his hand towards Long Zun with a folding fan in both hands.

Long Zun squinted and glanced at him, not recognizing, nor interested in talking to a stranger.

What's more, this stranger also gathered dozens of big men to come over, to say that he came to make friends...... Who believes?

The scholar's face was a little unsightly, but fortunately, this bit of self-cultivation was still there, and he folded a dozen fans in his hand, revealing the patterns on it, and the two dragons played with pearls.

"Dare to ask this friend, has our Black Tiger Society offended you?"

Long Zun still didn't care, even if dozens of big men of the Black Tiger Society rushed up in front of him, it was not enough for him to slap him.

The scholar smiled, he had seen more than once that he did not answer his question.

With a hand shaking the folding fan, it fanned back and forth in front of the chest, which was quite elegant and charming.

"Can you stop fanning the broken fan in your hand, if you have to fan, go to the side and find a place where no one is to fan, such a big sea breeze is not enough to blow you. Long Zun said.

The scholar's tone choked, and soon his face turned red with anger, with a hint of embarrassment after humiliation.

"So, friend, are you willing to give us the face of the Black Tiger Society?" the scholar grimaced.

"You black tigers will have a fart face here with me. Long Zun said disdainfully.

The big men of the Black Tiger Club next to him all had anger on their faces, and someone took a step forward and squeezed his fist the size of a casserole.

"Dare to cross this line, die!" Long Zun said without even looking at it.

At this time, the Black Tiger Club noticed that they didn't know when a line had been drawn on the beach in front of them.

Where would the black tiger, who is accustomed to being the king and hegemon, care about this threat, if the person who threatens is a strong person of the Martial Sect, it is okay, a young man in the warrior realm, they really don't look at it.

The scholar glanced at a big man on the side, who nodded.

Immediately, the big man raised his legs and took a few steps to cross the line on the beach in front of him, and stood in front of Long Zun.

"Haha, boy, Lao Tzu has crossed the line, what can you do?"

Long Zun lifted his eyelids, squinted his eyes and glanced at the big man, and with a shake of his hands, a fist with the peak power of the warrior realm hung down to the big man.

Dahan hurriedly wanted to hide, although he was also in the samurai realm, but he only entered and exited the samurai realm, and naturally found the oppression brought by Long Zun's fist.

It's a pity that Long Zun is not an ordinary warrior realm cultivator, but a martial sect, and he has suppressed his cultivation strength to the peak of the warrior realm.

In front of a martial arts powerhouse, a martial arts realm cultivator still wants to dodge, isn't it a joke.

Bang!

Long Zun's fists all slammed into the big man's chest, shattering the clothes on the big man's back, and the broken steps flew like butterflies.

Long Zun had not yet taken the fist from the big man's chest and exhaled slightly, and the big man staggered back as if he was drunk.

But he couldn't say anything in his mouth, only coughing and coughing.

Finally, as a mouthful of blood mixed with scraps spilled out of the corner of his mouth, the big man collapsed to the ground like a mess of flesh as if his bones had been sucked out.

Another big man of the Black Tiger Society, who was closest to the big man, walked over, probed the other party's snort with his hand, and then turned back and shook his head at the scholar.

The scholar's face immediately turned pale, he folded the folding fan in his hand, and pointed at Long Zun, "It seems that you want to fight with the people of our Black Tiger Society?"

"It's me who won't die, you guys don't stop, get out now, or I'll let you all rest. The killing intent in Long Zun's tone was naturally revealed.

The Black Tiger Club has already come three times after a while, and his temperament is almost exhausted.

"Boy, you can do it, you wait. "The scholar knew that he was no match for a peak cultivator in the Warrior Realm.

Although he brought a lot of people, he may not have a chance to capture Long Zun, but he will not let himself take this risk.

Turning around, he took the big men around him to leave, but after walking a few steps, he heard Long Zun say: "Take this corpse on the ground too." ”

The scholar snorted, and two big men came out on the side, picked up the corpses on the ground and took them away.

The crowd in the distance saw that the scholar was leaving with someone, and he was carrying a corpse, so they naturally didn't think that the people of the Black Tiger Society would just give up.

The four protectors and the eight King Kongs, one has not yet appeared, and they are the real powerful characters in the Black Tiger Society.

As soon as he entered the crowd, there were sharp-eyed people in the crowd, and he had already noticed that a member of the Black Tiger Society had broken away from the team behind the scholar, and without asking, he knew that he was looking for support.

Many people in the crowd are willing to see the people of the Black Tiger Club unlucky, since the people of the Black Tiger Club came to the island, they have done a lot of things to bully them into loose cultivation, and even have to pay a certain fee to stay on this beach, otherwise they must get out.

On the island, there is a beach facing the ruins from overseas, and an area that is elevated, and only this beach is the closest to the ruins, and the ruins can be observed at any time.

These scattered cultivators knew that it was difficult to compare with those sect forces, but they also thought that they would take advantage of the chaos to rush into the ruins, and if they really wanted to get some inheritance, they might not be able to create a sect in the future.

Therefore, even if they were blackmailed by the Black Tiger Society, they dared not speak out, and they reluctantly paid the fee to stay on this beach.

As soon as the person left, Long Zun closed his eyes.

Since coming to this beach, I can faintly feel the breath from the ruins, and even if I cultivate, it is much faster than usual.

He also paid attention to others, and found that those casual cultivators couldn't feel the changes brought by the ruins to the island at all, and they didn't find that the cultivation would be faster than usual.

Long Zun had a faint feeling that this change might be aimed at people who had mastered the aura of the Martial Sect and above cultivators.

A cultivator like that who is still cultivating Xuan Power may not feel this at all, so naturally there is no change in cultivation.

However, he was not sure, after all, he had not seen any of the other martial sect-level figures on the island, so he naturally didn't know if the ruins were just for him, or if they were all the people who had cultivated above the martial sect.

(End of chapter)