And Lang Ji looked at An Zhengtian, the expression on his face still looked very relaxed, as if he didn't need to make much effort to deal with An Zhengtian at all.

The disciples of the True Martial Sect looked at it, they were all terrified, the other party was a strong man in the realm of a sage, how could Lang Ji dare to be so big?

"Cloud Piercing Palm!" An Zhengtian shouted, waving one hand forward, and a transparent energy made the surrounding air vibrate violently, flying straight towards Langji.

Although Lang Ji didn't care on the surface, he was actually always on guard against An Zhengtian's attacks, and he was slightly surprised to see that the other party used martial arts directly as soon as he came up, this guy is really ruthless!

However, with the previous experience of confronting Murong Mingyu, Lang Yu was not very worried about this, with An Zhengtian's ability, it seemed that he was not as strong as Murong Mingyu, although Murong Mingyu had reservations about himself, but he would not be completely unable to resist An Zhengtian's blow.

That almost invisible qi slowed down significantly when it approached Langji's body, but it was still very destructive for Langji's strength, and it hit Langji's chest hard.

Lang Yu thought that he could rely on Kesu's aura and his body to take this blow, but An Zhengtian's move pierced the clouds, and it actually carried a strange penetrating power, although most of it was dissolved by his own flesh and blood and the surrounding aura, but there was still a fierce energy that penetrated into the body.

It was too late for Lang Yu to think about it again, so he had to use his spiritual power to forcibly fight against it.

That qi was flowing rapidly in Langji's meridians, and with the strength of Langji's body, he couldn't fight against it, and the veins in his abdomen were broken by this qi energy.

Lang Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, and it took a lot of effort to stand in place before he could dissolve the energy.

This was the first time Lang Yu had been injured, and the people of the True Martial Sect were all startled, and their eyes were full of worry as they looked at Lang Yu.

However, Lang Yu quickly recovered, and his eyes stared at An Zhengtian with a hint of excitement.

"Old guy, it's pretty good, let's see if you can stop me!" There was a hint of fierceness in Langji's tone, An Zhengtian was a little annoyed by bullying the small like this.

The energy contained in the cloud-piercing palm is extremely vicious, and if you change to other disciples of the True Martial Sect, I am afraid that you will be seriously injured on the spot.

"Hmph, the stinky boy doesn't know how thick the sky is, just with your little strength, you still want to compete with me?

Lang Yu ate his own trick to pierce the cloud palm, it didn't seem to be anything, An Zhengtian was a little strange in his heart, but he didn't take it too seriously, maybe this kid's physical strength was stronger than ordinary people, and he didn't use all his strength.

Lang Ji is waiting for An Zhengtian's words, with his current strength, if An Zhengtian deliberately dodges, then he has no chance of winning, so Lang Ji must take advantage of his contempt for himself and take him down in one fell swoop.

Lang Ji adjusted his body and slowly approached An Zhengtian.

And An Zhengtian put his hands behind his back and looked at Langji with an arrogant face, since this kid doesn't know what to do, then he will use his positive strength to educate him well.

Lang Ji accumulated spiritual power on his right hand, and the steps under his feet became faster and faster, he only had a chance to strike, whether he could succeed or not depends on this time, and Lang Ji did not count in his heart what level of physical strength the cultivators of the sage realm could reach.

The people of the True Martial Sect saw that Lang Yu dared to take the initiative to rush over, and their eyes widened, the other party was a strong man in the realm of a sage!

However, Lang Ji ignored them, and the closer he got to An Zhengtian, the faster Lang Ji moved down, raising his right hand and waving towards An Zhengtian.

An Zhengtian laughed disdainfully, and raised his hand lightly to block Langji's blow.

However, when Lang Yu approached his side, An Zhengtian suddenly felt a strange pressure pressing on him.

An Zhengtian, who was completely defenseless, unconsciously sank down, staggered with Langji's punch, and was hit on the cheek by Langji's punch.

Langji's unexpected blow deformed An Zhengtian's face, flew straight backwards, and smashed on the steps outside the door.

An Rong watched his father be knocked away by Lang Yu's punch, and the whole person was stupid, and he didn't know what to do.

Lang Yu didn't wait for An Zhengtian to stand up, he rushed over directly, sat on An Zhengtian, and slammed down with another punch.

An Zhengtian was punched, and before he could react, he was hit again on the left side of his face, his head smashed on the ground with a muffled sound, and his right forehead was broken, and blood flowed.

At the same time, that strange aura came again, making An Zhengtian feel a little difficult if he wanted to resist.

Lang Yu knew that he couldn't suppress An Zhengtian for too long, so he didn't hesitate at all, and smashed down on An Zhengtian one after another, scolding while beating back: "You old guy, I'll let you bully people!"

An Rong stood behind and jumped to his feet in a hurry, but he didn't have any cultivation at all, so he didn't dare to go up to help at all, and kept shouting at the soldiers around him.

"What are you all looking at!? Why don't you go up and help!"

A group of soldiers are also a little helpless now, and the invincible city lord in their minds was actually pressed to the ground and beaten?

However, An Rong was urging on the side, and these soldiers were still quickly ready to rush up to stop Langji.

However, when they had just left, they were stopped by the disciples of the True Martial Sect.

"If you want to have fun, I can accompany you. Cai Zhenyu looked at An Rong and said lightly.

An Rong looked at Cai Zhenyu walking up, his face was a little embarrassed, now that he knew the identity of the group of people opposite, he knew that these people around him could not be their opponents.

And just when they were confronting, suddenly there was a loud "bang" at the door, and everyone looked back, only to see Lang Ji flying out upside down, hitting the door frame and falling to the ground.

An Zhengtian's body radiated a cyan light, and he stood up on the ground, his expression full of anger.

Now An Zhengtian's image is really not very good-looking, his nose is blue and his face is swollen after being beaten by Langji, his whole face seems to be fat, and his forehead is still bleeding.

"Stinky boy, you've managed to provoke me!" An Zhengtian roared and threw himself forward.

Lang Ji endured the pain, rolled to the side, dodged An Zhengtian's blow, and quickly stood up.

The current Langji looks a little miserable, An Zhengtian's strength is surprisingly great, and the shock makes Langji's blood churn, and it took a long time to recover.

"Old fellow, if you have the ability, you can come here. Lang Ji still refused to admit defeat and said viciously.