IMMORTAL MARTIAL GOD

Chapter 918 Thirteenth Street

"Xiang Bei, how is your arm?" Xue Lu opened Xiang Nan's long sleeve with concern. Seeing that the flesh and blood on his right arm had shattered, his heart jumped with anxiety.

That crazy monk didn't even have his right leg, nor did he see her in such a hurry. In the end, she was still pretending to be Xiang Nan.

"Nothing." Xiang Nan helped the crazy monk up and put his shoulder on his arm, saying, "Senior Brother, I'll stop the bleeding for you. Let's go to the Golden Palace."

Xiang Nan circulated the Nine Purities Cosmos Skill to solidify the wound on that crazy monk's broken leg, and then split it into two at the same time. One wave healed the crazy monk's injuries and the other recovered his arm.

With Xiang Nan's strength, he didn't even need to use the Light Fist to kill those Dark Shadow Hunters. However, he was holding back his anger in his heart, purely for the sake of venting his anger.

The group of people escaped from the cave and felt as if they were living another life.

Up until now, everyone's mood had relaxed a lot. At least, the prisoner mark on their foreheads had disappeared, and they would no longer become the target of attention wherever they went, just like the previous three days.

The group of people staggered out of the tropical jungle and returned to the dirty city.

The The island of exile was still the same as before. There were people on the streets who used to use force for a small matter at any time, and it was common to see people being killed or injured.

In this kind of damned place, people were often killed for no apparent reason. Even before they died, they didn't know why.

The greatest guarantee for a person to survive on the The island of exile was strength! Fist and wealth represented everything.

Everyone carefully surrounded Xiang Nan. With him here, everyone felt as if they had a calming needle in their hearts, making them feel safe.

However, Xiang Nan's mood still hadn't recovered. His mood was very bad. Every time he saw the crazy monk's broken leg, his heart would burst with anger.

It was because he didn't know if the Dead Eye could really help others repair broken legs. If the crazy monk's legs could no longer be healed, then Xiang Nan would not be able to forgive him.

Xiang Nan's face was gloomy, and he didn't say a word as he walked.

"Hey! Isn't that our convoy!"

On the street, Liu Dongyuan suddenly pointed at the convoys that crossed the wide street and shouted loudly.

Xiang Nan looked up and saw that there was indeed a group of people escorting the convoy along the road. The convoy had the emblem of the Moonlight Tour printed on it.

Liu Dongyuan and the others immediately rushed forward.

The person in charge of the convoy was obviously a group of fugitives and mercenaries. The leader was a middle-aged strong man with a golden beard. The strong man was still holding a wooden bucket in his arms as he walked at the front of the convoy while gulping down large mouthfuls of wine.

"This convoy is ours!" Liu Dongyuan ran over with his men and shouted at the golden beard.

The golden bearded man looked at Liu Dongyuan sideways. He clearly recognized Liu Dongyuan, but he didn't care.

"Return the convoy to us!" Liu Dongyuan shouted.

The golden bearded man waved his hand and the convoy slowly stopped. He sized up Liu Dongyuan and said playfully, "You …"

Before Golden Beard could say anything, Xiang Nan had already come up from behind. He pushed Liu Dongyuan away with his left hand and punched Golden Beard in the face.

This punch!

Before the golden bearded man could react, his upper body had already been smashed backwards. Immediately after, his legs suddenly flicked upwards, and his head fell to the ground first. His fat body collided with each other on the ground and rolled over a hundred meters before stopping.

All of this may sound complicated, but it happened in the blink of an eye.

The other mercenaries were stunned for a moment before realizing that Xiang Nan had already caught up with them and pulled the golden beard from the ground.

The bridge of Golden Beard's nose was broken, and hot blood kept pouring out of his mouth and nose. He roared angrily, "What are you looking at? Go on!"

Many mercenaries rushed forward. This group of mercenaries were only at the 3rd or 4th level of the Origin Core Realm. The Golden Beard was the most powerful, only at the 6th level of the Origin Core Realm.

Xiang Nan ignored the mercenaries. He grabbed Golden Beard's collar with his left hand and punched Golden Beard's stomach with his right.

Xiang Nan tilted his body and the golden beard spat out a large amount of blood and vomit.

The weapons of the mercenaries slashed down on Xiang Nan's back, but Xiang Nan was too lazy to release his Dipper Qi. Those mercenaries were unable to break through his defenses.

"Say it again." "Whose convoy is this?" Xiang Nan grabbed the bearded man who was dying of pain.

A timid look appeared in Golden Beard's eyes. He hurriedly said, "Yes …"

Xiang Nan raised his fist and punched Golden Beard's cheek again, causing the right cheekbone of the golden beard to collapse.

"Ah!" Golden Beard's screams were filled with ghosts.

Xiang Nan said expressionlessly, "Whose convoy is it?"

This time, before Golden Beard could reply, Xiang Nan raised his arm and threw a third punch at Golden Beard's left cheek, causing the left cheekbone to collapse.

In the end, the golden bearded man was knocked unconscious on the spot before he could tell who the convoy belonged to.

The mercenaries were still trying their best to chop down Xiang Nan's back. When they saw this scene, they were all so scared that they stopped moving.

Xiang Nan regained his senses and looked at a mercenary.

The mercenary was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a splash.

Xiang Nan squatted down and rubbed his bloodstained fist against the mercenary's clothes. "Get lost in three seconds. Otherwise, stay behind."

When the group of mercenaries heard this, they were instantly frightened and scattered, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Liu Dongyuan and the others looked at Xiang Nan in surprise. They knew that Xiang Nan was really angry this time.

"Brother Liu, bring the convoy. Let's go." Xiang Nan took the lead in getting into a car.

The members of the tour team immediately took over the convoy happily, rode their horses and raised their whips. They were about to drive away the demonic beasts and prepare to set off.

However, at that moment, Xiang Nan's eyes moved abruptly. He immediately released a complex spider web-like Yuan Qi, wrapping around everyone and jumping straight ahead at the same time.

At this moment, everyone was taken out of the convoy by Xiang Nan. Just as Xiang Nan was doing this, a large net of Yuan Qi suddenly fell from the sky!

The Yuan Qi net wrapped around the carriage and immediately rose into the sky.

Strangely, the Yuan Qi net seemed to possess a peculiar attribute that could shrink an object. After the huge convoy was wrapped around it, it immediately shrunk into something as small as a toy and was put into the hands of a black-clothed man standing on the top of the tower.

"What kind of ability is this?" The crazy monk was shocked.

Fortunately, Xiang Nan reacted quickly, otherwise, everyone would have been taken in.

Xiang Nan raised his head to look at the man on the top of the tower. He discovered that he was a man in his early twenties. He looked very delicate, and his skin was also very white. The clothes made of fine black cloth made him look even more elegant.

At this time, the Yuan Qi net had already shrunk into a small upside-down duck-pear shaped net pocket. The black-clothed man used two fingers to pinch it in his hand. The carriage in the net pocket was very small and funny.

"Not convinced?" The black-clothed man looked at Xiang Nan indifferently. He took the small net pocket into his sleeve and pinched a small mountain with his two fingers.

The mountain peak was the size of a grape, and it looked exquisite and exquisite.

"You've provoked the wrong person." Xiang Nan narrowed his eyes.

The man smiled and said, "If you want a convoy, come to Thirteenth Street and find me."

The Yuan Qi beneath Xiang Nan's feet exploded, and he quickly rushed towards the top of the pagoda.

The man smiled and casually threw the exquisite mountain the size of a grape at Xiang Nan.

In almost an instant, the small mountain suddenly exploded and turned into a real mountain!

A mountain! He threw it down and smashed it at Xiang Nan!