Jiang Anyi felt that the air around him was drained and gathered towards the purple palm. Even the cold moonlight was a little distorted, causing the thin palm to emit a faint light.

He did not dare to let He Wenqin accumulate momentum anymore. The true energy in Jiang Anyi's body rolled like a tide, spurting out from his palms, forming a red light ball in front of him. The fallen leaves and dust on the ground was swollen and shaking into powder by the true energy, and was forced out about a foot away by the invisible true gas, and the sound was scary.

He Wenqin snorted coldly, and her palm slowly poked forward. When it touched the light ball, it was like a hot knife slashing into the oil and stabbed in easily. Jiang Anyi was shocked, and his true energy burst out like a crazily wave, condensed into a column, and hit him heavily in front of his palm.

With a loud bang, sand danced, branches swayed, and leaves fell like snow. The ground under her feet was shaking gently, and the smoke and dust in the sky turned into misty areas. Jiang Anyi felt the huge force hitting from the front, and his arms were so painful that he almost broke his bones and tendons broke. He had to retreat and avoid his edge a little.

When the dust was clear, a hint of shock appeared on He Wenqin's cold face and sighed: There are heroes in the country, and Lord Jiang makes his old body look at him with admiration. With Lord Jiang's skills, he is enough to spread the world and establish a sect. It's a pity, it's a pity.

Jiang Anyi didn't know what the pity she meant. Seeing He Wenqin gathering his energy, she changed the idle appearance of her first two palms, she knew that the third palm would inevitably be shocked. After a little step back, the true energy originated from the dantian and circulated in the meridians. The shape of clouds and mist appeared between her palms, and red light shone out in the clouds and mist, like the rising sun was about to emerge.

Look at the fist. He Wenqin stepped hard with her toes and rushed forward. This time, the fist hit her. The sound was like a thunderbolt, and Jiang Anyi's ears were like thunder, and his mind was almost lost.

The thin fist was filled with purple light, and it was like a meteor. Jiang Anyi knew that he would never retreat. He roared and raised his fists together and touched the purple fist without showing any weakness.

The purple and red light intersected in the dark night, flashing constantly. Jiang Anyi felt that he was in the midst of anger and could hardly stabilize his body. The pressure was squeezed from all sides, suffocating and breathing. Jiang Anyi knew that he had suffered internal injuries in this head-on encounter.

As the waves fell backwards and stood firmly on the ground, Jiang Anyi felt ecstasy in his heart. Although he suffered some internal injuries, he steadily took He Wenqin's two palms and punches, and when they spread them, the rivers and lakes would inevitably shake.

He Wenqin stood five feet away, and her thin right fist was still holding it flat, as if she didn't believe that Jiang Anyi could take her punch with twelve points of strength. The lights had already lit up at the inn at the foot of the mountain, and the sound of fighting alarmed Park Tianhao and others. Park Tianhao came to find him with some bodyguards and could you hear Lord Jiang, where are you?

Regulating his breathing and straightening the blood and energy in his chest, Jiang Anyi really wanted to laugh for a long time. This battle was no less than the joy of being the last one. He smiled at He Wenqin with joy and said, "Thank you for your mercy, my three palms have been finished, and my grudges have been broken, so let's go."

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Jiang Anyi felt that the air around him was drained and gathered towards the purple palm. Even the cold moonlight was a little distorted, causing the thin palm to emit a faint light.

He did not dare to let He Wenqin accumulate momentum anymore. The true energy in Jiang Anyi's body rolled like a tide, spurting out from his palms, forming a red light ball in front of him. The fallen leaves and dust on the ground was swollen and shaking into powder by the true energy, and was forced out about a foot away by the invisible true gas, and the sound was scary.

He Wenqin snorted coldly, and her palm slowly poked forward. When it touched the light ball, it was like a hot knife slashing into the oil and stabbed in easily. Jiang Anyi was shocked, and his true energy burst out like a crazily wave, condensed into a column, and hit him heavily in front of his palm.

With a loud bang, sand danced, branches swayed, and leaves fell like snow. The ground under her feet was shaking gently, and the smoke and dust in the sky turned into misty areas. Jiang Anyi felt the huge force hitting from the front, and his arms were so painful that he almost broke his bones and tendons broke. He had to retreat and avoid his edge a little.

When the dust was clear, a hint of shock appeared on He Wenqin's cold face and sighed: There are heroes in the country, and Lord Jiang makes his old body look at him with admiration. With Lord Jiang's skills, he is enough to spread the world and establish a sect. It's a pity, it's a pity.

Jiang Anyi didn't know what the pity she meant. Seeing He Wenqin gathering his energy, she changed the idle appearance of her first two palms, she knew that the third palm would inevitably be shocked. After a little step back, the true energy originated from the dantian and circulated in the meridians. The shape of clouds and mist appeared between her palms, and red light shone out in the clouds and mist, like the rising sun was about to emerge.

Look at the fist. He Wenqin stepped hard with her toes and rushed forward. This time, the fist hit her. The sound was like a thunderbolt, and Jiang Anyi's ears were like thunder, and his mind was almost lost.

The thin fist was filled with purple light, and it was like a meteor. Jiang Anyi knew that he would never retreat. He roared and raised his fists together and touched the purple fist without showing any weakness.

The purple and red light intersected in the dark night, flashing constantly. Jiang Anyi felt that he was in the midst of anger and could hardly stabilize his body. The pressure was squeezed from all sides, suffocating and breathing. Jiang Anyi knew that he had suffered internal injuries in this head-on encounter.

As the waves fell backwards and stood firmly on the ground, Jiang Anyi felt ecstasy in his heart. Although he suffered some internal injuries, he steadily took He Wenqin's two palms and punches, and when they spread them, the rivers and lakes would inevitably shake.

He Wenqin stood five feet away, and her thin right fist was still holding it flat, as if she didn't believe that Jiang Anyi could take her punch with twelve points of strength. The lights had already lit up at the inn at the foot of the mountain, and the sound of fighting alarmed Park Tianhao and others. Park Tianhao came to find him with some bodyguards and could you hear Lord Jiang, where are you?

Regulating his breathing and straightening the blood and energy in his chest, Jiang Anyi really wanted to laugh for a long time. This battle was no less than the joy of being the last one. He smiled at He Wenqin with joy and said, "Thank you for your mercy, my three palms have been finished, and my grudges have been broken, so let's go."

Jiang Anyi felt that the air around him was drained and gathered towards the purple palm. Even the cold moonlight was a little distorted, causing the thin palm to emit a faint light.

He did not dare to let He Wenqin accumulate momentum anymore. The true energy in Jiang Anyi's body rolled like a tide, spurting out from his palms, forming a red light ball in front of him. The fallen leaves and dust on the ground was swollen and shaking into powder by the true energy, and was forced out about a foot away by the invisible true gas, and the sound was scary.

He Wenqin snorted coldly, and her palm slowly poked forward. When it touched the light ball, it was like a hot knife slashing into the oil and stabbed in easily. Jiang Anyi was shocked, and his true energy burst out like a crazily wave, condensed into a column, and hit him heavily in front of his palm.

With a loud bang, sand danced, branches swayed, and leaves fell like snow. The ground under her feet was shaking gently, and the smoke and dust in the sky turned into misty areas. Jiang Anyi felt the huge force hitting from the front, and his arms were so painful that he almost broke his bones and tendons broke. He had to retreat and avoid his edge a little.

When the dust was clear, a hint of shock appeared on He Wenqin's cold face and sighed: There are heroes in the country, and Lord Jiang makes his old body look at him with admiration. With Lord Jiang's skills, he is enough to spread the world and establish a sect. It's a pity, it's a pity.

Jiang Anyi didn't know what the pity she meant. Seeing He Wenqin gathering his energy, she changed the idle appearance of her first two palms, she knew that the third palm would inevitably be shocked. After a little step back, the true energy originated from the dantian and circulated in the meridians. The shape of clouds and mist appeared between her palms, and red light shone out in the clouds and mist, like the rising sun was about to emerge.

Look at the fist. He Wenqin stepped hard with her toes and rushed forward. This time, the fist hit her. The sound was like a thunderbolt, and Jiang Anyi's ears were like thunder, and his mind was almost lost.

The thin fist was filled with purple light, and it was like a meteor. Jiang Anyi knew that he would never retreat. He roared and raised his fists together and touched the purple fist without showing any weakness.

The purple and red light intersected in the dark night, flashing constantly. Jiang Anyi felt that he was in the midst of anger and could hardly stabilize his body. The pressure was squeezed from all sides, suffocating and breathing. Jiang Anyi knew that he had suffered internal injuries in this head-on encounter.

As the waves fell backwards and stood firmly on the ground, Jiang Anyi felt ecstasy in his heart. Although he suffered some internal injuries, he steadily took He Wenqin's two palms and punches, and when they spread them, the rivers and lakes would inevitably shake.

He Wenqin stood five feet away, and her thin right fist was still holding it flat, as if she didn't believe that Jiang Anyi could take her punch with twelve points of strength. The lights had already lit up at the inn at the foot of the mountain, and the sound of fighting alarmed Park Tianhao and others. Park Tianhao came to find him with some bodyguards and could you hear Lord Jiang, where are you?

Regulating his breathing and straightening the blood and energy in his chest, Jiang Anyi really wanted to laugh for a long time. This battle was no less than the joy of being the last one. He smiled at He Wenqin with joy and said, "Thank you for your mercy, my three palms have been finished, and my grudges have been broken, so let's go."

He Wenqin stood five feet away, and her thin right fist was still holding it flat, as if she didn't believe that Jiang Anyi could take her punch with twelve points of strength. The lights had already lit up at the inn at the foot of the mountain, and the sound of fighting alarmed Park Tianhao and others. Park Tianhao came to find him with some bodyguards and could you hear Lord Jiang, where are you?
Chapter completed!