Chapter 0005: Flying Stone Pierces the Throat.

Nearby, a group of cultivators were dumbfounded as they witnessed the legitimate young master of the Cold family being kicked unconscious.

Thirteen members of the Beishan clan arrived at this location, led by an old man in the late stage of Tempering. The others were all in the middle stage of Tempering, each with impressive vitality. Upon arriving here, they looked around indifferently before quickly spotting Jiang Nan.

Ah!

Bang!

At the moment, two people walked out, carrying the unconscious Cold Xuebo and leaving.

In the distance, Leng Ruòqíng glanced over at Jiāng Nán but didn't move.

Many people were moved.

Jiang Nan was calm, slightly lifting his right leg, and directly kicked a small black stone next to his foot. The speed was astonishing, like a black lightning bolt. In an instant, it collided with the approaching man's throat, piercing straight through and bringing out a stream of bright red blood.

Stop!

Jiang Nan lifted his leg and landed a kick on the opponent's waist, kicking Leng Xuebo four meters away, causing him to faint immediately.

Beishan Clan!

Su Meiyin and Feng Shen walked together, with a somewhat talented and beautiful appearance. They glanced around and their eyes fell on Leng Ruqing. They looked at Leng Ruqing and walked to an open space, gazing at the distant peculiar grove of short trees.

At this moment, the old man recognized Jiang Nan.

Cold Xuebo flew horizontally for the third time, and this time, unable to hold back, let out a scream.

You said I was a toad, but now I have you under my foot. So, what does that make you? Are you even worse than a toad?

Jiang Nan glanced at the ten or so members of the Beishan Clan, his expression unchanged.

An angry shout erupted. Among the dozen or so people behind Leng Ruohua, someone moved.

Cold as Qingdao.

When Leng Ruoqing showed a look of surprise, she had seen Jiang Nan make a move at school. She only felt that Jiang Nan had some skills beyond ordinary people, but she did not think that Jiang Nan could be compared with practitioners. Previously, she had reminded Jiang Nan to leave here because she felt that there would be a battle between practitioners here later. If Jiang Nan participated in the competition for the spiritual fruit, it would be no different from a moth to a flame. However, she did not expect that at this moment, Leng Xuebo, who was in the middle stage of tempering, who was traveling with her, was actually directly suppressed and beaten by Jiang Nan.

Cold Ruoxing's steps were light as she approached Jiang Nan again: "You have hidden yourself well, unexpectedly possessing such strength."

A man fell to the ground, screaming in agony, clutching his throat with both hands, trying to stop the gushing blood, but to no avail. In the blink of an eye, he fell silent.

Although Cold Xuebo was unprepared when Jiang Nan made his move, Cold Xuebo was still in the middle stage of body tempering. If an ordinary person had attacked, they wouldn't have been hurt even if they stood still. However, now Cold Xuebo was screaming in agony and couldn't even stand up. This shows that Jiang Nan is definitely not an ordinary person, but also a practitioner!