After five consecutive blows, Zhou Zhensheng felt his arms were swollen and his chest was stuffy. Seeing Yang Siqi's figure attacking again, Zhou Zhensheng had no choice but to retreat, knowing that he could no longer resist this time.

Yang Siqi heard a sudden shout from behind him, and a figure passed by him and met Yang Siqi straight. With the loud bang, Zhou Zhensheng felt his clothes pressing against his body, and the strong wind made his feet floating, and the fallen leaves and dust on the ground rose up, and the flying sand and stones were swaying.

Yang Siqi was shocked and jumped back to the roof. Zhou Zhensheng was surprised to find that the master who shook Yang Siqi back was actually Jiang Anyi. He had heard that Jiang Anyi was both civil and military, and there was no need to mention the aspect of literature. As for the martial arts, everyone talked about it. They agreed that Jiang Anyi should have entered the state of internal family, and his skills were probably in the first realm of refining qi and turning into gods. After all, his age was there. Even if Jiang Anyi was genius, he was practicing literature and practicing martial arts, how much time could he have?

Before Zhou Zhensheng could wake up from the shock, Jiang Anyi had already pulled up and shot towards Yang Siqi with a determined momentum like an arrow from the string. Yang Siqi swung his palms and instantly laid five layers of air walls in front of him. Jiang Anyi broke through four air walls in a row and was blocked by the fifth air wall. The air wall was squeezed into a depression by him, and then bounced out. Jiang Anyi's momentum had been bounced away.

As soon as Jiang Anyi's feet landed on the ground, Yang Siqi followed like a shadow, and smashed towards Jiang Anyi like a huge rock. Jiang Anyi took advantage of the momentum and squatted slightly, then suddenly raised his light red true energy slashed towards Yang Siqi like a sharp red blade.

Yang Siqi felt awe in his heart, and they both left some room for both Jiang Anyi several times. Why did Jiang Anyi look like crazy this time? Yang Siqi did not dare to be careless at all, and his true energy surged out, condensed into a hammer in the air, and hit Jiang Anyi's qi blade heavily.

The air hammer was peeled off by the hot blade, and the hot blade also turned invisible. Only the scattered true energy raged again. The torches in the courtyard were blown violently, and the nearby ones could not resist the strong wind and were blown out. Some people were watching the battle gathered in the corridor of the courtyard. The strong wind blew on their faces like a knife cut, and their clothes were swaying with the wind. Many people were shocked, and they had never seen such a powerful battle.

Long has a strange scale, and Jiang Anyi's strange scale is his family. Yang Siqi's arrival made Jiang Anyi think that he would be unfavorable to his family. At this moment, Jiang Anyi was extremely murderous intent, thinking in his heart that he would keep Yang Siqi behind even if he exchanged injuries.

A deep mark was slashed on the ground, Jiang Anyi stopped retreating, Yang Siqi was flying in the air, using the power of countershock to stabilize his body. Jiang Anyi knew that his skill in using force to fight was great, so he pulled it up with a cold shout, not giving Yang Siqi a chance.

At this time, Bai Qiusheng and Ling Zhiqiang had arrived. When they learned that the enemy was Yang Siqi, the bandit leader of the Yuantian Sect, they were surprised and then happy. Yang Siqi was the bandit leader offered a reward for the court. If he could be captured, the glory and wealth of the descendants of the future generations could be at their fingertips. The three of them looked at each other, and they were in a different mind. They followed Jiang Anyi in a fan shape to surround Yang Siqi.

Yang Siqi was extremely depressed. He originally wanted to have a friendly match with Jiang Anyi, but Jiang Anyi was possessed by a mad demon. The people behind him were even more unruly and wanted to fight less. They were all masters, and they were all masters when they were surrounded. Once they were surrounded, they might not be able to escape. Yang Siqi no longer hesitated, turned in the air, landed on the roof, and turned around and fled to the distant forest.

Jiang Anyi was determined to keep Yang Siqi behind and pursue him. As the saying goes, only a thousand days of being a thief, but a thousand days of being a thief. If Yang Siqi sucked cold son to kill someone and set fire to the house, wouldn’t he regret it? Zhou Zhensheng and others followed him closely for the wealth of their descendants.

Running westward to death and bullying these people only 50 steps and laughing a hundred steps. Jiang Anyidao.
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