Chapter 93

"Hehe, why does Young Master need to make a move? I'll do it," a big man walked out from behind.

"Who are you?" The white-clad youth frowned, wanting to slap him away; you, damn it, are you worthy?

Seeing the man's attire, he was from their Tiangang Holy Land.

So that was fine; having a servant do the work was also good.

The big man didn't know the white-clad youth's thoughts, otherwise he would definitely be disgusted to no end.

Although he wasn't a Holy Son, he was a direct disciple, a top young powerhouse of the Tiangang Holy Land, alright?

He knew something about this white-clad youth.

He was the descendant of some old Sage.

That old Sage loved this young man very much.

This was an existence with more say than the Holy Master, so naturally, he wanted to get familiar.

"My name is Gao Yi, I have met Young Master." After the big man finished speaking, he walked towards Jiang Nan's side.

"Kid, I'll personally invite you out," the big man walked over.

"I haven't finished eating yet," Jiang Nan said.

"Can't you understand good or bad words?" the big man said. "This isn't a place you can stay anymore."

"Why?"

"It requires strength; why don't you defeat me?" the big man teased.

"Defeating you is enough?" Jiang Nan said.

"Haha, yes," the big man laughed wildly, really thinking he was inferior?

While speaking, his arms changed, becoming like coiled dragons, and even shimmering with golden light.

"Coiled Dragon Arm, a single wave of the arm can break the sky; Brother Gao has already cultivated the essence," someone said.

"The kid is miserable; his frame isn't even as big as the other's arm."

"Sigh... the young man is impulsive; he shouldn't have gotten angry with them. This group isn't Holy Sons, but they are second only to the Holy Son level."

"They are rarely seen on ordinary days; how did they gather together?"

"Who knows, maybe it has something to do with the things those Great Powerhouses are fighting for."

"They also want to come and see."

"But now the fighting over there is constantly escalating; I imagine they can't participate anymore," someone on the street outside who hadn't gone far, still the previous restaurant diners, said, shaking their head.

"Unwise."

"Holy Land, Holy Son, we can't afford to provoke any of them... oh."

Before they could finish speaking, their eyes widened.

That punch compressed the air until it was stagnant, directly wanting to blast Jiang Nan out.

This wasn't just chasing people away; it was murder.

But Jiang Nan just waved his hand casually, slapped out, and even went head-to-head with the other party.

This scene made people unable to bear looking at it more.

Then they saw the void twisting, that golden coiled dragon arm also twisting, and then a scream came out.

What Coiled Dragon Arm? In front of his Eight-Nine Profound Art, they were all little brothers.

Jiang Nan not only crippled this arm, but grabbed him and threw him out.

With so many Holy Sons and Holy Daughters present, he didn't kill anyone directly.

Later.

When you are alone.

The Holy Sons and Holy Daughters of all paths also had their eyes shining; what a powerful body-refiner, they had misjudged him before.

It's just that this reaction was a bit slow, right?

Brainless brute force style?

A flying sword whistled, swift and tricky, with only the coldness of the sword light, a speed that made people unable to see clearly.

It had already reached behind Jiang Nan.

The companion of the Tiangang Holy Land big man Gao Yi had made a move; this was a woman, using flying sword-type methods.

It was also extremely sharp and powerful.

This was somewhat despicable, but the Jianghu was like this; strength is respected.

If you can't block it, it's your bad luck.

A group of people watched blandly; they didn't know him, so no one helped.

The woman hated Jiang Nan for hurting her lover Gao Yi.

Then she grinned; her flying sword had already arrived, piercing a hundred holes in you.

Jiang Nan didn't dodge anything, and the flying sword indeed pierced toward his back heart.

What made everyone dumbfounded was that there was no blood splashing three feet as expected.

The flying sword actually hissed, almost snapped, and bounced away.

"What is this?" Jiang Nan turned around, and before the flying sword could escape or kill again, he raised his hand and grabbed it.

Then, amidst the intertwining of the flying sword's killing intent and laws, he snapped it and threw it away.

At this scene, the Holy Sons of all paths again had shining eyes, looking deeply.

It was even more shocking than just now; if this person were at the same level, he would definitely be an opponent.

Just now, it was just powerful body refining, casually breaking the Coiled Dragon Arm, and it looked like his realm was even lower than the other party's.

Now he had hard-resisted a flying sword intertwined with Dao and logic.

They asked themselves, could everyone present do it?

They had countless methods to easily break that flying sword, but to hard-resist it like this, really not many had the confidence.

What kind of physique is this?

Jiang Nan snapped the flying sword, and the woman also vomited blood from the backlash.

"You're the one sneaking an attack." Jiang Nan looked over, raised his hand and crushed her shoulder, and threw her out of the window.

The woman's appearance and figure were good, but he ignored it, treating everyone equally.

"Hmph, you have some ability."

"They are people from my Tiangang Holy Land, do you know that?" the white-clad youth snorted.

"So what?" Jiang Nan smiled honestly.

"So, I'll personally throw you out," the white-clad youth stepped out, still pointing a finger.

Jiang Nan raised his fist and smashed all the dragon roars and tiger howls.

Blood and Qi like a dragon, a human-shaped fierce beast.

Before they could see clearly, he was already in front of the white-clad youth.

"I'm a body-refiner, good at close combat; you don't mind, do you?" Jiang Nan said.

The white-clad youth sneered, not fearing close combat at all.

An ancient stele appeared, carrying Dao marks, not only defending but also crushing Jiang Nan's side.

Jiang Nan threw two consecutive punches, but hadn't broken it yet.

Then he would throw a few more.

Jiang Nan erupted, a moment of afterimages, blood and Qi surging.

A series of a hundred, a thousand punches; this rhythm made the teeth of countless people outside ache.

Each punch could shake the sky and move the earth.

Those Holy Sons and Holy Daughters also watched with serious expressions.

This person's realm was not yet enough to compete with them, but this strength definitely had to be taken seriously.

This person also used pure body refining, just this kind of human-shaped fierce beast's barbarism.

After a burst of void distortion, the ancient stele was even grabbed by Jiang Nan in his hand.

Dao marks hissed and impacted, but he didn't let go.

"This little brother is so fierce," Shi Shi Yadie laughed lightly. "He even wants to suppress this great killing weapon?"

"Not easy to do," the Heaven-Mending Holy Daughter beside her said. "That ancient stele isn't that simple."

"But this person isn't simple either."

"Yeah, so strong, I like it," Shi Shi Yadie laughed charmingly.