Jiang Anyi intentionally led Yang Siqi toward the mixed woods beside the pond, and several branches were bent like children's play, and suddenly popped up when they passed by. Yang Siqi's spiritual sense could be carefully examined, so naturally there was no big impact on him. However, when the masters fought, the insignificant distraction was also firmly grasped by Jiang Anyi. Yuan Xuan's true qi hit the waves of the sea tide, rippling like ripples. Yuan Xuan's powerful energy gradually weakened and declined in the inconspicuous layers of ripples, and turned into invisible.

This is the method Yang Siqi thought of to deal with Yuan Xuan's true qi, using softness to overcome hardness, but Jiang Anyi also made a breakthrough tonight and realized the method of fusion and attacking Yuan Xuan's true qi and Mingyu's true qi. The two true qi twisted together like a drill bit that drilled at high speed, breaking through the flexible sea tide waves and moving forward. Yang Siqi retreated rapidly, and the sea tide in front of him was like a splash of waves, and Jiang Anyi's true qi was like a light boat breaking through the waves. No matter how surging the waves were, it could not stop the ship from moving.

In desperation, Yang Siqi quickly swung his palms in front of him while retreating, like a blacksmith who made a blow. He shot down countless times on the drill bits, and finally defeated the true energy that Jiang Anyi attacked from half a foot in front of him. But before he could breathe, Jiang Anyi leaned forward with one arm, his right palm slashed straight like a knife, and the hot air flow rushed straight to the door. Behind him was blocked by a big tree, Yang Siqi had no choice but to close his palms and attack Jiang Anyi's stretched out palms.

His palms seemed to clamp a piece of charcoal, and the palms were burning. The strong wind escaping against the body-protecting true energy. Yang Siqi felt that he was hit by a huge shovel. He firmly clamped Jiang Anyi's palm, and Yang Siqi raised his legs and kicked Jiang Anyi's lower abdomen. Jiang Anyi clenched his fist with his left hand and hit Yang Siqi's soles.

When his feet and fists were touching each other, the cowhide boots on Yang Siqi's right foot exploded. Yang Siqi felt that the soles of his feet were pierced through with a pointed cone and hummed in pain. Jiang Anyi didn't please him either, and his arms seemed to be torn apart. A stream of true energy broke up along the meridians, like a knife scraping.

The two of them stepped back, Yang Siqi stood firm with one foot, and the other bare feet were weak on the ground, and countless steel needles were pricked on the soles of the feet, which was unbearable. Jiang Anyi touched his left shoulder with his right hand, and the swelling began to swell. He took a few steps back, pressed his left arm on the tree, pressed it hard, and with a crisp "pop", the dislocated part closed, and the pain was slightly reduced.

Yang Siqi did not dare to stay anymore, turned around and jumped up, unable to exert force on his right leg, so he grabbed the empty branches and vines with both hands, and disappeared into the dense forest. The blood in his body was surging, and Jiang Anyi did not dare to chase him, so he retreated to the place where he regulated his breathing skills and used his skills to heal his wounds. Yang Siqi ran five or six miles, found a flat ground, and began to regulate his breathing and healed his wounds. This battle made him feel greatly disappointed and he decided not to get involved with Jiang Anyi anymore. After his injury healed, he stood up and returned to the Western Regions.

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Chapter 654 Zhangzhuang Checks Wine

Jiang Anyi intentionally led Yang Siqi toward the mixed woods beside the pond, and several branches were bent like children's play, and suddenly popped up when they passed by. Yang Siqi's spiritual sense could be carefully examined, so naturally there was no big impact on him. However, when the masters fought, the insignificant distraction was also firmly grasped by Jiang Anyi. Yuan Xuan's true qi hit the waves of the sea tide, rippling like ripples. Yuan Xuan's powerful energy gradually weakened and declined in the inconspicuous layers of ripples, and turned into invisible.

This is the method that Yang Siqi thought of to deal with Yuan Xuan’s true qi, using softness to overcome hardness, but tonight Jiang'an

Yi also made some breakthroughs, and realized the method of fusion and attacking Yuanxuan true qi and Mingyu true qi. The two true qi twisted together like a drill bit that drilled at high speed, breaking through the flexible sea tide waves and moving forward. Yang Siqi retreated rapidly, and the sea tide in front of him was like a splash of waves, while Jiang Anyi's true qi was like a light boat breaking through the waves. No matter how surging the waves were, it could not stop the ship from moving.

In desperation, Yang Siqi quickly swung his palms in front of him while retreating, like a blacksmith who made a blow. He shot down countless times on the drill bits, and finally defeated the true energy that Jiang Anyi attacked from half a foot in front of him. But before he could breathe, Jiang Anyi leaned forward with one arm, his right palm slashed straight like a knife, and the hot air flow rushed straight to the door. Behind him was blocked by a big tree, Yang Siqi had no choice but to close his palms and attack Jiang Anyi's stretched out palms.

His palms seemed to clamp a piece of charcoal, and the palms were burning. The strong wind escaping against the body-protecting true energy. Yang Siqi felt that he was hit by a huge shovel. He firmly clamped Jiang Anyi's palm, and Yang Siqi raised his legs and kicked Jiang Anyi's lower abdomen. Jiang Anyi clenched his fist with his left hand and hit Yang Siqi's soles.

When his feet and fists were touching each other, the cowhide boots on Yang Siqi's right foot exploded. Yang Siqi felt that the soles of his feet were pierced through with a pointed cone and hummed in pain. Jiang Anyi didn't please him either, and his arms seemed to be torn apart. A stream of true energy broke up along the meridians, like a knife scraping.

The two of them stepped back, Yang Siqi stood firm with one foot, and the other bare feet were weak on the ground, and countless steel needles were pricked on the soles of the feet, which was unbearable. Jiang Anyi touched his left shoulder with his right hand, and the swelling began to swell. He took a few steps back, pressed his left arm on the tree, pressed it hard, and with a crisp "pop", the dislocated part closed, and the pain was slightly reduced.

Yang Siqi did not dare to stay anymore, turned around and jumped up, unable to exert force on his right leg, so he grabbed the empty branches and vines with both hands, and disappeared into the dense forest. The blood in his body was surging, and Jiang Anyi did not dare to chase him, so he retreated to the place where he regulated his breathing skills and used his skills to heal his wounds. Yang Siqi ran five or six miles, found a flat ground, and began to regulate his breathing and healed his wounds. This battle made him feel greatly disappointed and he decided not to get involved with Jiang Anyi anymore. After his injury healed, he stood up and returned to the Western Regions.

Chapter 654 Zhangzhuang Checks Wine

Jiang Anyi intentionally led Yang Siqi toward the mixed woods beside the pond, and several branches were bent like children's play, and suddenly popped up when they passed by. Yang Siqi's spiritual sense could be carefully examined, so naturally there was no big impact on him. However, when the masters fought, the insignificant distraction was also firmly grasped by Jiang Anyi. Yuan Xuan's true qi hit the waves of the sea tide, rippling like ripples. Yuan Xuan's powerful energy gradually weakened and declined in the inconspicuous layers of ripples, and turned into invisible.

This is the method Yang Siqi thought of to deal with Yuan Xuan's true qi, using softness to overcome hardness, but Jiang Anyi also made a breakthrough tonight and realized the method of fusion and attacking Yuan Xuan's true qi and Mingyu's true qi. The two true qi twisted together like a drill bit that drilled at high speed, breaking through the flexible sea tide waves and moving forward. Yang Siqi retreated rapidly, and the sea tide in front of him was like a splash of waves, and Jiang Anyi's true qi was like a light boat breaking through the waves. No matter how surging the waves were, it could not stop the ship from moving.

In desperation, Yang Siqi retreated and swung his palms in front of him quickly, like a blacksmith who made a blow. He shot down countless times on the drill bits, and finally defeated the true energy that Jiang Anyi attacked from half a foot in front of him. But before he could breathe, Jiang Anyi had a single arm

Looking forward, his right palm slashed like a knife, and the hot air flow rushed straight to the door. Behind him was blocked by a big tree, Yang Siqi had no choice but to close his palms and attack Jiang Anyi's stretched out palm.

His palms seemed to clamp a piece of charcoal, and the palms were burning. The strong wind escaping against the body-protecting true energy. Yang Siqi felt that he was hit by a huge shovel. He firmly clamped Jiang Anyi's palm, and Yang Siqi raised his legs and kicked Jiang Anyi's lower abdomen. Jiang Anyi clenched his fist with his left hand and hit Yang Siqi's soles.

When his feet and fists were touching each other, the cowhide boots on Yang Siqi's right foot exploded. Yang Siqi felt that the soles of his feet were pierced through with a pointed cone and hummed in pain. Jiang Anyi didn't please him either, and his arms seemed to be torn apart. A stream of true energy broke up along the meridians, like a knife scraping.

The two of them stepped back, Yang Siqi stood firm with one foot, and the other bare feet were weak on the ground, and countless steel needles were pricked on the soles of the feet, which was unbearable. Jiang Anyi touched his left shoulder with his right hand, and the swelling began to swell. He took a few steps back, pressed his left arm on the tree, pressed it hard, and with a crisp "pop", the dislocated part closed, and the pain was slightly reduced.

Yang Siqi did not dare to stay anymore, turned around and jumped up, unable to exert force on his right leg, so he grabbed the empty branches and vines with both hands, and disappeared into the dense forest. The blood in his body was surging, and Jiang Anyi did not dare to chase him, so he retreated to the place where he regulated his breathing skills and used his skills to heal his wounds. Yang Siqi ran five or six miles, found a flat ground, and began to regulate his breathing and healed his wounds. This battle made him feel greatly disappointed and he decided not to get involved with Jiang Anyi anymore. After his injury healed, he stood up and returned to the Western Regions.

In desperation, Yang Siqi quickly swung his palms in front of him while retreating, like a blacksmith who made a blow. He shot down countless times on the drill bits, and finally defeated the true energy that Jiang Anyi attacked from half a foot in front of him. But before he could breathe, Jiang Anyi leaned forward with one arm, his right palm slashed straight like a knife, and the hot air flow rushed straight to the door. Behind him was blocked by a big tree, Yang Siqi had no choice but to close his palms and attack Jiang Anyi's stretched out palms.

His palms seemed to clamp a piece of charcoal, and the palms were burning. The strong wind escaping against the body-protecting true energy. Yang Siqi felt that he was hit by a huge shovel. He firmly clamped Jiang Anyi's palm, and Yang Siqi raised his legs and kicked Jiang Anyi's lower abdomen. Jiang Anyi clenched his fist with his left hand and hit Yang Siqi's soles.

When his feet and fists were touching each other, the cowhide boots on Yang Siqi's right foot exploded. Yang Siqi felt that the soles of his feet were pierced through with a pointed cone and hummed in pain. Jiang Anyi didn't please him either, and his arms seemed to be torn apart. A stream of true energy broke up along the meridians, like a knife scraping.

The two of them stepped back, Yang Siqi stood firm with one foot, and the other bare feet were weak on the ground, and countless steel needles were pricked on the soles of the feet, which was unbearable. Jiang Anyi touched his left shoulder with his right hand, and the swelling began to swell. He took a few steps back, pressed his left arm on the tree, pressed it hard, and with a crisp "pop", the dislocated part closed, and the pain was slightly reduced.
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