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Thirteenth Street

"Xiang Bei, how is your arm. Xue Lu lifted Xiang Nan's long sleeves with concern, and saw that the blood (flesh) of his entire right arm was broken, and his heart jumped anxiously.

The crazy monk didn't even have his right leg, and he didn't see her in such a hurry, after all, she really pretended to be Xiang Nan in her heart.

"It's fine. Xiang Nan helped the mad monk up, put his shoulder on the arm of the mad monk, and said, "Senior brother, I'll stop the bleeding for you, let's go to the Golden Palace." ”

Xiang Nan used the Jiuqing Qiankun Gong to coagulate the wound of the broken leg for the mad monk first, and then divided it into two groups at the same time, one wave to restore the mad monk's injury, and the other to restore his arm.

With Xiang Nan's strength, if he wanted to kill those shadow hunters, he wouldn't need the next light fist at all, but he was holding back the fire in his heart, purely to vent.

The group escaped death, and when they walked out of the cave, they felt like they were in a different world.

By now, everyone's hearts (情qíng) have relaxed a lot, at least the prisoner's mark on their foreheads has disappeared, and they will no longer become the target of attention wherever they go, as they did in the previous three days.

The group staggered out of the jungle and came to the dirty city again.

Exile Island is still the same as before, and people on the street can use force at any time for a trivial matter, and it is common for people to die and injure people.

In this kind of ghost place, people are often killed for no reason, and they don't even know why before they die.

If a person wants to survive on the island of exile, the greatest guarantee is strength! fists and wealth represent everything.

Everyone carefully surrounded Xiang Nan (身shēn), and with him here, everyone felt as if they had a needle in their hearts, making them feel safe.

But Xiang Nan's heart (情qíng) has not yet recovered, his (情qíng) mood is very bad, whenever he sees the mad monk's broken leg, the anger in his heart rises.

Because he himself didn't know if the dead pupil could really help others repair the broken leg, if the mad monk's leg could never be restored, then Xiang Nan would not be able to forgive himself.

Xiang Nan (Yin yīn) had a calm face and did not say a word during his walking.

"Hey, isn't that our convoy!"

On the street, Liu Dongyuan suddenly pointed to the convoy across the wide street and shouted loudly.

Xiang Nan looked up and saw that sure enough, there was a group of people escorting the convoy past the road, and the convoy was also printed with the regimental emblem of the Moonlight Tour.

Liu Dongyuan: They immediately rushed forward.

The leader of the convoy was obviously a group of outlaw mercenaries, and the leader was a strong middle-aged man with a golden beard, who still held a wooden barrel in his arms, and walked at the front of the group while pouring a big gulp of wine into his mouth.

"This convoy is ours!" Liu Dongyuan ran over with the people and yelled at the golden-bearded man.

The golden-bearded man squinted at Liu Dongyuan, he obviously recognized Liu Dongyuan, but he didn't care.

"Give us back the convoy!" Liu Dongyuan shouted.

The golden beard waved his hand, the convoy slowly stopped, he glanced Liu Dongyuan up and down, and said playfully: "You ......"

Before Goldbeard's words could be spoken, Xiang Nan had already caught up from behind, and he pushed Liu Dongyuan away with his left hand and smashed a punch on the Goldenbeard's face.

This big punch!

The lower half of the golden beard (body shēn) had not yet "reacted", the upper half (body shēn) had already been smashed and bent backwards, and then the two legs suddenly flicked up, and the head first fell to the ground, and the whole fat (body shēn) body collided on the ground with a bang, and rolled out a hundred meters away before stopping.

It's all complicated to say, but it's happening in the blink of an eye.

The other mercenaries were just stunned for a moment, and then they found that Xiang Nan had already strode after him and pulled the golden beard off the ground.

The bridge of the golden beard's nose was broken, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth and nose, and he roared angrily: "What else to see, give it to me!"

Many mercenaries rushed up, this group of goods is just a warrior of the third or fourth level of the Guiyuan, and the golden beard is the most powerful, and it is only the sixth level of the return to the Yuan.

Xiang Nan ignored the mercenaries, grabbed Goldbeard's collar with his left hand, and punched Goldbeard's stomach with his right hand.

Then Xiang Nan's body crooked, and the golden-bearded man spewed out a large mixture of blood and vomit.

The weapons of the mercenaries were slashed at Xiang Nan's back, but Xiang Nan didn't even bother to release his anger, and those mercenaries couldn't break through his defenses at all.

"Again. Xiang Nan tugged at the golden beard that was painful and said, "Whose team is this convoy?" ”

A timid color appeared in Goldbeard's eyes, and he hurriedly said, "Yes......"

Xiang Nan raised his fist and smashed another punch on Goldbeard's cheek, smashing the right cheekbone of Goldenbeard and collapsing it.

"Ahh

Xiang Nan did not have a table (情qíng), and said: "Who is the convoy?" ”

This time, without waiting for Goldbeard to answer, Xiang Nan raised his arm and smashed down with a third punch, smashing Goldbeard's left cheek and smashing the left cheekbone.

In the end, the golden-bearded man didn't say who the convoy was, and he was beaten and fainted on the spot.

Those mercenaries were still struggling to slash Xiang Nan's back, and when they saw this scene, they all stopped their movements in fright.

Xiang Nan came back to his senses and looked at a mercenary.

The mercenary sat down with a thud of fright.

Xiang Nan squatted down, rubbed his blood-stained fist against the mercenary's clothes, and said, "Roll all over in three seconds, otherwise stay behind." ”

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

Liu Dongyuan looked at Xiang Nan in surprise, they knew that Xiang Nan was really angry this time.

"Brother Liu, take the convoy and let's go. Xiang Nan was the first to get into a car.

The members of the tour team immediately took over the convoy happily, rode their horses and whips, and saw that they were about to drive away the demon beasts and prepare to set off.

But at that moment, Xiang Nan's eyes moved suddenly, and he immediately released a complex cobweb-like vitality, entwining everyone and jumping out at the same time.

At this moment, everyone was taken out of the convoy by Xiang Nan, that is, at the same time as Xiang Nan did this action, a large net of vitality suddenly fell in the sky!

The net enveloped the convoy and then rose into the sky.

The strange thing is that the large net of vitality seems to have a kind of peculiar genus (sex xìng) that can shrink objects, and after the huge convoy is wrapped, it immediately shrinks into a piece of toy-like things, which is collected by a man in black standing on the spire.

"What kind of ability is this?" the mad monk was shocked.

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

Xiang Nan looked up at the man on the spire and found that the man was a man in his early twenties, very delicate, very white skin, and a shirt made of fine black fabric, which set off him even more chic and extraordinary.

At this time, the large net of vitality had shrunk into a small net pocket in the shape of an inverted duck pear, and the man in black pinched it in his hand with two fingers, and the convoy in the net pocket was very funny.

"Not convinced?" The man in black glanced at Xiang Nan lightly, he took the small net pocket into his sleeve, and pinched a small mountain peak with two fingers.

The mountain is the size of a grape and looks delicate.

"You've messed with the wrong person. Xiang Nan's eyes narrowed slightly.

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

Xiang Nan's vitality exploded at his feet, and the whole person quickly rushed towards the direction of the spire.

The man smiled and casually threw the delicate mountain the size of grapes towards Xiang Nan.

Almost instantly, that small mountain suddenly skyrocketed, and suddenly it became a real mountain!

A mountain was thrown down by him and smashed towards Xiang Nan!