The rich and powerful family of the city against the young

Hearing the words of the sword god Valk, Susanna, Baiji, Doyle and others took a step forward.

None of these people is worse than Walker, and there are a total of more than a dozen people who stood up.

A terrifying aura rose above them.

Zhou Jin's expression suddenly became dignified. Facing the sword god Valk, he might not take it seriously, but there are so many people on the other side, and some of them are not inferior to him in strength at all, and he has no confidence at all.

"Greedy wolf, and you, you all will die!"

The sword god clenched the big knife in his hand. The blood stained by the previous murder had solidified, but the fresh wind blew, and he could still smell the blood.

Susanna smiled, but that smile was deadly.

Seeing them approaching step by step, both Zhou Jin and Tan Lang's expressions became ugly.

"Don't mess around, Mr. Chen is inside, we are Mr. Chen's people."

At this time, Zhou Jin had no choice but to carry Chen Xuan out.

"Mr. Chen?"

Sure enough, upon hearing Zhou Jin's words, Susanna and the others paused slightly.

"Who is Mr. Chen?"

Sword God Valk asked in non-standard Chinese.

"Could it be that young man with thin skin and tender flesh?"

Suzanne covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

"I heard that many masters in Dahua like to serve those families that have been passed down for a long time, but do you think we will be afraid of those so-called young masters of the family?"

In the eyes of Suzanna and others, Chen Xuan was at best the young master of a family, how would they pay attention to a strong man in the underground world like them.

"Mr. Chen is not a young master of the family, but a real martial arts master. You'd better get out of the way now, otherwise none of you will survive when Mr. Chen comes out!"

Zhou Jin said loudly.

He is also a little anxious in his heart now, Chen Xuan doesn't know what's going on outside at all in the formation, if so many masters make a move, he and Tanlang can't stop it at all.

It might be too late for Chen Xuan to come out by then, and he just wanted to frighten these people by bringing Chen Xuan out.

"Haha! I don't care what Mr. Chen is, can he still stop the cooperation of so many of us?"

Doyle, who has never spoken, sneered.

I saw a sharp steel claw appearing on his hand, and a bright red light radiated from his eyes, like a wild beast.

Seeing that many strong men were about to attack, Zhou Jin and Tanlang's palms were covered with sweat.

But at this moment, a person suddenly appeared out of thin air, looking coldly at the many strong men from the west.

"Tianlang and Zhou Jin are both my people, whoever wants to take action against him must first ask me if I agree!"

It was Chen Xuan who came out.

"Who do you think you are?"

The steel claws in Doyle's hand flickered coldly.

But at this moment, another figure was faster than Doyle, rushing directly towards Chen Xuan.

"Where are so many nonsense, just kill them!"

This is obviously a bad tempered temper.

Chen Xuan snorted coldly, looked at the rushing figure, slowly clenched his fist, and then punched out.

This punch didn't have much power, it was like the last struggle of a desperate young man.

A cruel smile appeared on the face of that strong western man. He once tore apart a polar bear with his bare hands, so in his opinion, Chen Xuan was already a dead man.

Seeing that his palm was about to grab Chen Xuan's fist, in his imagination, he could crush Chen Xuan's fist with one palm, and even Chen Xuan's whole body would be torn apart by him.

It's just that the moment his palm collided with Chen Xuan's fist, his face suddenly revealed a look of astonishment.

Hearing a loud "bang", many people thought that Chen Xuan was going to fly horizontally in the next moment, and his entire arm would be crippled.

However, what they saw was exactly the opposite. The one who flew out was the Western powerhouse who rushed out, and the one whose arm was twisted was also the Western powerhouse.

The menacing Western powerhouse just barely stopped after retreating more than ten meters. His entire arm has become twisted and hangs down limply. There is a look of horror in his eyes.

"Damn it! How could he be so powerful?"

That strong western man looked at Chen Xuan full of fear, cursing and swearing.

"Baiji, it seems that I haven't seen you for a few years, and your strength has regressed."

Doyle sneered.

"It turns out that this young man has some skills, then leave it to me."

As he spoke, he walked towards Chen Xuan step by step.

This Doyle is definitely one of the top five Western powerhouses who came this time, much stronger than that Bai Ji just now.

"How can a teenager deserve to use your Doyle, I can solve it."

I saw that Bai Ji's distorted arm, which was hit by Chen Xuan just now, recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then suddenly rushed towards Chen Xuan again.

This time the momentum was stronger than before.

"It seems that Baiji, you just hid your strength."

Doyle stopped in his tracks.

Facing Bai Ji who charged again, Chen Xuan's eyes showed a bit of coldness, and he snorted coldly: "I don't know how to live or die!"

Then the fist blasted out again.

This time, from a distance of several meters, a surging fist roared towards him.

In the next second, Bai Ji was directly hit in the chest by the force of the fist, and he flew backwards. Blood spurted out from his mouth and landed more than ten meters away, creating a deep pit, half of his body was buried in sand. After entering, he struggled a few times, but he couldn't get up anyway.

Seeing this scene, many people present gasped, and everyone looked at Chen Xuan differently.

It is obvious that Chen Xuan's strength is much stronger than this Bai Ji's, and he is completely crushed.