Yang Siqi incarnated as Xu Baifu in Hecheng for more than a year, although he was extremely good at forbearance, but he was shouted and scolded in the next service, Yang Siqi was holding back a wave of anger in his heart after all, and at this moment he opened the lid, and the anger erupted with the true qi, turning into a monstrous tide, surging towards Jiang Anyi.

The sea tide trick is the unique knowledge that Haitian Pavilion relies on to shock the rivers and lakes, Yang Siqi has been immersed in prostitution for more than 20 years, and has gone to the Beihai Sea to realize the wind and waves. Yang Siqi Wenwu Shuangquan, since childhood with Liu Ziwei to study, at the age of 38 in the seaside to admire the moon, from the predecessor of the poem "the spring river tide even the sea flat, the sea moon and the tide of the tide" from the realization of the wide, even, flat, round, life and many other changes, the tide in his hands out of the blue, better than the sages.

Yang Siqi suddenly became difficult, Jiang Anyi sat in the chair and couldn't stand up, only to feel the sound of the tide whistling in his ears, the air waves were empty, and even breathing became difficult, his hair was so excited that he fluttered back, and the stick holder on the table was like an invisible hand pushing it backwards, and the wind and waves were so big that everyone had to fall backwards.

The true qi in the body moved in response to the stress, and the Yuanxuan true qi drove the Mingyu true qi to circulate rapidly in the meridians, and the body turned into an arc-shaped true qi in front of him.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Siqi's mouth, the true qi of the sea tide was endless, one wave after another, and it was stacked layer by layer and rushed towards Jiang Anyi, and the turbid waves were surging in the air, wanting to drown Jiang Anyi in it. He learned from Liu Ziwei, Wei Dachang and others that Jiang Anyi was a master of the inner family, and Wei Dachang even told him about the battle with Jiang Anyi in Yantan, reminding him not to underestimate the enemy. Now that Uncle Wei has passed away, and there are still many brothers of the Yuantian Sect who died at the hands of this dog official, today he will take the life of this dog official to comfort the souls of the brothers of the Yuan Tian Sect.

The change elbow, everyone in the hall avoided one after another, Lin Qing avoided the pillar in the lobby, and looked at Xu Baifu (Yang Siqi) with flickering eyes, but he didn't expect that the heads of his subordinates would dare to shout at the assassin history, and listening to his words, Jiang Tingshi was also injured in his hands. Lin Qing faintly hoped in his heart that if Xu Baifu could kill Jiang Anyi, the assassination would be dead, and his charges would be gone.

Qin Ziyan saw that Jiang Anyi was overwhelmed by Xu Baifu and couldn't get up, and shouted: "Traitor, bold." With his hand pressed the waist knife, he stepped towards Xu Baifu. As soon as I took half a step, I felt that I was in a whirlpool, my hands and feet were firmly entangled, and I couldn't move forward with all my strength. Qin Ziyan was shocked, only to know that his skills were too far behind Xu Baifu, so he rested his heart of competition, tried his best to retreat, and prepared to go out of the lobby to summon people to besiege.

Yang Siqi's eyes froze, his true qi moved with his heart, and the dark energy was "round" tight, trapping Qin Ziyan in it, and the more he was bound, the tighter he became. The invisible restraint made Qin Ziyan feel that if he didn't break free, he would suffocate like a dehydrated fish. Unwilling to be trapped,

Qin Ziyan's figure squatted slightly, his hands clenched into fists, and he slammed forward with a breath. There was a trembling sound of "hum", and the sleek "water" flow was smashed, and Qin Ziyan seized the moment when his true qi paused, and strode out. Yang Siqi sighed, Qin Ziyan's realm of refining and refining qi was vulnerable in his eyes, he didn't expect to be able to break out of the shackles of true qi, raised his left hand, and waved his true qi to wrap it around Qin Ziyan again.

Masters compete with each other, and the chance of victory or defeat often depends on the first line. Jiang Anyi has already entered the threshold of refining gods and transforming voids, and his skills are more profound than Yang Siqi's, but Yang Siqi firmly occupies the opportunity, and his experience and methods of adaptation are above Jiang Anyi, so he can "press" Jiang Anyi in the chair.

Yang Siqi was distracted to deal with Qin Ziyan and Jiang An

Yi felt a subtle weakening of the surging and continuous qi machine, and his hands probed violently, pressing on the public case, Yuan Xuanzhen vomited wildly, and slowly stood up. Yang Siqi was startled, let go of Qin Ziyan, and his true qi puffed up a wave again, rushing towards Jiang Anyi, wanting to press him back into the seat.

However, Jiang Anyi's figure is like a bamboo shoot in the spring rain, firmly upward and upward in the storm, and the lottery holder on the table that is about to fall to the ground slowly moves forward with him slowly standing up, and is about to return to its original position little by little.

The true qi of the bundle disappeared, Qin Ziyan hurriedly ran outside the hall, and the other people in the hall ran out one after another, crowding in front of the door.

Yang Siqi knew that the opportunity would be lost, once Qin Ziyan summoned the people of Long Wei into the lobby, then he would have to face the situation of siege. Seeing that Jiang Anyi was standing higher and higher, and his momentum was getting more and more fierce, Yang Siqi decided to give it a go. The figure leaned forward, and the palms were pushed out one after the other, and the true qi of the sea tide turned into a monstrous wave, and swept towards Jiang Anyi.

The stick holder was finally overwhelmed, and cracked with a "snap", and the bamboo stick was stirred in the air, swaying between the two true qi. Yang Siqi's two palms of true qi drove the bamboo sticks like arrows and shot towards Jiang Anyi.

"It's good to come", Jiang Anyi stiffened suddenly, left the table with both palms, and stabbed them together like thorns, facing the wind. The bamboo stick flew past Jiang Anyi's side, tore the official uniform on his body, and inserted it into the sea water and sunrise map behind him with great power.

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Chapter 485: Vicious Fight in Yazhong

Yang Siqi incarnated as Xu Baifu in Hecheng for more than a year, although he was extremely good at forbearance, but he was shouted and scolded in the next service, Yang Siqi was holding back a wave of anger in his heart after all, and at this moment he opened the lid, and the anger erupted with the true qi, turning into a monstrous tide, surging towards Jiang Anyi.

The sea tide trick is the unique knowledge that Haitian Pavilion relies on to shock the rivers and lakes, Yang Siqi has been immersed in prostitution for more than 20 years, and has gone to the Beihai Sea to realize the wind and waves. Yang Siqi Wenwu Shuangquan, since childhood with Liu Ziwei to study, at the age of 38 in the seaside to admire the moon, from the predecessor of the poem "the spring river tide even the sea flat, the sea moon and the tide of the tide" from the realization of the wide, even, flat, round, life and many other changes, the tide in his hands out of the blue, better than the sages.

Yang Siqi suddenly became difficult, Jiang Anyi sat in the chair and couldn't stand up, only to feel the sound of the tide whistling in his ears, the air waves were empty, and even breathing became difficult, his hair was so excited that he fluttered back, and the stick holder on the table was like an invisible hand pushing it backwards, and the wind and waves were so big that everyone had to fall backwards.

The true qi in the body moved in response to the stress, and the Yuanxuan true qi drove the Mingyu true qi to circulate rapidly in the meridians, and the body turned into an arc-shaped true qi in front of him.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Siqi's mouth, the true qi of the sea tide was endless, one wave after another, and it was stacked layer by layer and rushed towards Jiang Anyi, and the turbid waves were surging in the air, wanting to drown Jiang Anyi in it. He learned from Liu Ziwei, Wei Dachang and others that Jiang Anyi was a master of the inner family, and Wei Dachang even told him about the battle with Jiang Anyi in Yantan, reminding him not to underestimate the enemy. Now that Uncle Wei has passed away, and there are still many brothers of the Yuantian Sect who died at the hands of this dog official, today he will take the life of this dog official to comfort the souls of the brothers of the Yuan Tian Sect.

The change elbow, everyone in the hall avoided one after another, Lin Qing avoided the pillar in the lobby, and looked at Xu Baifu (Yang Siqi) with flickering eyes, but he didn't expect that the heads of his subordinates would dare to shout at the assassin history, and listening to his words, Jiang Tingshi was also injured in his hands. Lin Qing faintly hoped in his heart that if Xu Baifu could kill Jiang Anyi, the assassination would be dead, and his charges would be gone.

Qin Ziyan saw that Jiang Anyi was overwhelmed by Xu Baifu and couldn't get up, and shouted: "Traitor, bold." With his hand pressed the waist knife, he stepped towards Xu Baifu. As soon as I took half a step, I felt that I was in a whirlpool, my hands and feet were firmly entangled, and I couldn't move forward with all my strength. Qin Ziyan was shocked, only to know that his skills were too far behind Xu Baifu, so he rested his heart of competition, tried his best to retreat, and prepared to go out of the lobby to summon people to besiege.

Yang Siqi's eyes froze, his true qi moved with his heart, and the dark energy was "round" tight, trapping Qin Ziyan in it, and the more he was bound, the tighter he became. The invisible restraint made Qin Ziyan feel that if he didn't break free, he would suffocate like a dehydrated fish. Unwilling to be trapped,

Qin Ziyan's figure squatted slightly, his hands clenched into fists, and he slammed forward with a breath. There was a trembling sound of "hum", and the sleek "water" flow was smashed, and Qin Ziyan seized the moment when his true qi paused, and strode out. Yang Siqi sighed, Qin Ziyan's realm of refining and refining qi was vulnerable in his eyes, he didn't expect to be able to break out of the shackles of true qi, raised his left hand, and waved his true qi to wrap it around Qin Ziyan again.

Masters compete with each other, and the chance of victory or defeat often depends on the first line. Jiang Anyi has already entered the threshold of refining gods and transforming voids, and his skills are more profound than Yang Siqi's, but Yang Siqi firmly occupies the opportunity, and his experience and methods of adaptation are above Jiang Anyi, so he can "press" Jiang Anyi in the chair.

Yang Siqi was distracted to deal with Qin Ziyan, Jiang Anyi felt a slight weakening of the surging and continuous qi machine, and his hands probed violently, pressing on the public case, Yuan Xuanzhen vomited wildly, and slowly stood up. Yang Siqi was startled, let go of Qin Ziyan, and his true qi puffed up a wave again, rushing towards Jiang Anyi, wanting to press him back into the seat.

However, Jiang Anyi's figure is like a bamboo shoot in the spring rain, firmly upward and upward in the storm, and the lottery holder on the table that is about to fall to the ground slowly moves forward with him slowly standing up, and is about to return to its original position little by little.

The true qi of the bundle disappeared, Qin Ziyan hurriedly ran outside the hall, and the other people in the hall ran out one after another, crowding in front of the door.

Yang Siqi knew that the opportunity would be lost, once Qin Ziyan summoned the people of Long Wei into the lobby, then he would have to face the situation of siege. Seeing that Jiang Anyi was standing higher and higher, and his momentum was getting more and more fierce, Yang Siqi decided to give it a go. The figure leaned forward, and the palms were pushed out one after the other, and the true qi of the sea tide turned into a monstrous wave, and swept towards Jiang Anyi.

The stick holder was finally overwhelmed, and cracked with a "snap", and the bamboo stick was stirred in the air, swaying between the two true qi. Yang Siqi's two palms of true qi drove the bamboo sticks like arrows and shot towards Jiang Anyi.

"It's good to come", Jiang Anyi stiffened suddenly, left the table with both palms, and stabbed them together like thorns, facing the wind. The bamboo stick flew past Jiang Anyi's side, tore the official uniform on his body, and inserted it into the sea water and sunrise map behind him with great power. (https:)

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