Incredible comprehension: A person in the ancient wilderness, join the chat group

"Hehe, there's no need for you to take action, young master. I can handle it." A burly man stepped out from behind.

"Who are you?" The young man in white frowned, wanting to slap him across the face. "You dare to slap me?"

Seeing that this person was serving them, they realized he was from their Heavenly Gang Holy Land.

That's fine then; it's good to have a servant to do it for you.

The burly man had no idea what the young man in white was thinking; otherwise, he would have been incredibly annoyed too.

Although he is not the Holy Son, he is still a direct disciple and a top young powerhouse in the Heavenly Gang Holy Land.

He knew something about this young man in white.

He is a descendant of some old sage.

The old sage adored this young man.

This person has more influence than even the Holy Lord, so naturally they want to become familiar with him.

"My name is Gao Yi, and I greet you, young master." After saying this, the burly man walked towards the south of the Yangtze River.

"Boy, I'll personally ask you to leave." The burly man walked over.

"I haven't finished eating yet," Jiangnan said.

"Can't you understand polite language?" the burly man said. "This is no longer a place for you."

"why."

"You need strength, why don't you defeat me?" the big man mocked.

"Defeating you would be enough?" Jiang Nan asked.

"Haha, yes!" The big man laughed wildly, as if he really thought he was inferior.

As he spoke, his arms changed, becoming like coiled dragons and gleaming with golden light.

"The Dragon Arm, with a single swing it can shatter the heavens; Brother Gao has already mastered its essence," someone said.

"Kid, you're in trouble. Your body isn't even as big as his arm."

"Sigh... The young man was impulsive. He shouldn't have gotten angry with them. These people are not only not the Holy Sons, but they are also second only to the Holy Sons."

"It's rare to see them all together, how come they've gathered like this?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's related to what those powerful beings are fighting over."

"They also want to see for themselves."

"But with the competition escalating over there, it seems we can't participate anymore." Some people on the street outside, still some of the same diners from the restaurant, shook their heads and said.

"That's unwise."

"Holy Land, Holy Son, we can't afford to offend them... Oh."

Before they could finish speaking, their eyes widened in surprise.

That punch made the air feel stagnant, and it was about to be forcefully blasted out by Jiang Nan.

This isn't just driving people away; it's murder.

But Jiangnan simply waved his hand and slapped the other party, meeting his attack head-on.

This scene is too painful to look at.

Then they saw the void distorting, and the golden dragon arm also twisting, followed by screams.

What are those dragon arms? They're all inferior to his Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

Jiangnan not only crippled that arm, but also grabbed him and threw him away.

With so many holy sons and daughters present, no one was directly killed.

Turn back.

Wait until you're all alone.

The holy sons and daughters of all parties also gleamed with excitement. What a powerful body cultivator! They had misjudged him before.

But this reaction is a bit slow, isn't it?

A mindless, brute-force approach?

A flying sword whistled through the air, swift and cunning, its chilling blade light blurring the viewer's vision with its incredible speed.

We have already reached the rear of Jiangnan.

The companion of the burly man from the Heavenly Gang Holy Land, Gao Yi, made a move. It was a woman who used a flying sword technique.

It is also extremely fierce and powerful.

This is somewhat despicable, but that's how the martial arts world works—strength reigns supreme.

If you can't stop it, then you're just unlucky.

A group of people watched indifferently; they didn't know each other, and no one offered to help.

The woman harbored resentment towards Jiangnan, which hurt her beloved Gao Yi.

Then came a sinister grin; her flying sword had already struck, piercing you a hundred times over.

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

To everyone's astonishment, there was no bloodshed as expected.

The flying sword let out a hissing sound, almost breaking in two, and was flung away.

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

Then, under the intertwining of the killing intent and laws of the flying sword, it was broken and thrown away.

At this moment, the eyes of all the holy sons shone brightly as they watched intently.

This is even more shocking than before. If this person were of the same level, he would definitely be a formidable opponent.

He had only just strengthened his body and casually broke the dragon arm; it seems his cultivation level is still lower than his opponent's.

Now it's withstanding the flying sword that's a fusion of Tao and reason.

They asked themselves, could everyone present do that?

They have countless ways to easily break the flying sword, but few are truly confident in their ability to withstand it head-on.

What kind of constitution does this person have?

Jiangnan broke the flying sword, and the woman also suffered a backlash and vomited blood.

"It was you who attacked me from behind." Jiang Nan looked over, then raised his hand and crushed the shoulder of the victim, throwing him out the window.

Women with good looks and figures are ignored and treated the same as everyone else.

"Hmph, you do have some skill."

"They are from my Heavenly Gang Holy Land, do you know that?" the white-robed youth sneered.

"So?" Jiangnan smiled憨厚ly.

“So, I’ll throw it out for you myself.” The young man in white stepped forward, pointing once more.

Jiangnan raised his fist and shattered all the dragon's roar and tiger's howl.

His vital energy was like a dragon's, making him a ferocious beast in human form.

Before they could even see clearly, they were already in front of the young man in white.

“I cultivate my body and am skilled in close combat, you don’t mind, do you?” Jiang Nan said.

The young man in white sneered, showing no fear of getting close.

An ancient stele appeared with a whoosh, bearing the marks of the Dao, not only providing defense but also overwhelming the Jiangnan region.

Jiangnan threw two punches in quick succession, but still couldn't break through.

Then throw a few more punches.

An eruption occurred in Jiangnan, leaving only fleeting afterimages and a surge of blood energy.

A series of hundreds and thousands of punches, the rhythm of which made countless people outside ache with envy.

Each punch could shake the heavens and the earth.

The holy sons and daughters also looked on with serious expressions.

This person's cultivation level is not yet sufficient to compete with them, but their strength is absolutely something that must be taken seriously.

This person also uses pure body refinement, which is why he is so savage and ferocious like a humanoid beast.

After a moment of void distortion, the ancient stele was finally grasped by Jiang Nan.

Despite the piercing roar and impact, Daohen did not let go.

"This young man is amazing," Shi Yadie chuckled. "He actually wanted to be suppressed by this powerful weapon?"

“It’s not easy to do,” said the Holy Maiden who was mending the sky. “That ancient stele is not that simple.”

"However, this person is not simple either."

"Yes, he's so strong, I love him." Shi Yadie giggled.