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The An clan member, who had been ambushing Zhang Yu for a while, suddenly rushed out from the west. He took the lead, rode his horse, and rushed forward with two blades in his hand. When the An clan member saw that something was wrong, he jumped over Zhang Yu's head, and just as the meteor hammer was about to hit Zhang Yu, the An clan member used the point of his blade to pick it up and returned.

With a loud roar, the middle-aged general swung the triangular-edged two-edged blade in his hand down fiercely. The middle-aged general quickly raised his spear and the two weapons clashed with each other in midair, and a deafening sound rang out, along with a shockwave that was powerful enough to send people flying. After the exchange of attacks, the middle-aged general and An Jiajia retreated one by one, both of them feeling their arms go numb, and both of them raised their heads at the same time to look at each other in surprise.

When Zhang Yu saw that the reinforcements had also picked up their sabers from the ground, he rejected them and rushed into the formation, commanding the soldiers of the Eastern Battalion to fight with the bandits. At the same time, he ordered his men to go and inform the city that they had made early preparations, and also ordered some men to go and notify Zhu Neng, who was in the Western Battalion, to come forward to support them.

Due to the fact that the An clan had just come into contact with the blades of the middle-aged general, the soldiers and bandits did not dare to move forward. Instead, they formed a circle around the two.

The two of them looked at the middle-aged general for a long time before they asked, "You are different from the man just now. That man should be considered a fierce general in the army, but you are different. You are not an ordinary general. Who are you?"

The An clan became more and more serious. "You're not an ordinary general. There are very few amongst Liang Yisheng's bandits that have as much inner strength as you do. Are you going to slaughter him first or Xue Hongye?"

The middle-aged general laughed and said, "Good eye, General. I am the Third Imperial Guard, who are you?"

The more An Family spoke, the more An Yue settled down in Wanmei Manor.

Tu Xian said, "Oh, so it's the Fourth Manor Lord. No wonder I, Tu Xiafeng, was able to exchange one blow with the Fourth Manor Lord today. Come!" As he spoke, Tu Xian lowered his body and let out a loud roar. He waved his hand around his waist, intending to sweep the An clan down. The more the An clan shouted, the better.

His feet directly kicked towards Tu Xian's face. This reaction was as quick and as quick as lightning and as quick as fire and stone, Tu Xian, seeing that Tu Yidao's feet had already arrived, leaned his body backwards and used the iron bridge to make a prone position. Both of his hands slapped on the ground as he moved past An Jiaya's body.

The Emperor Yu's Lance faced the moonlight and carried a threatening chill as it smashed down towards the An clan. The An clan didn't show any weakness as they used their left hands to support themselves on the ground to dodge the attack of the Emperor Yu's Lance. Their right hands pulled the tri-pointed and two-pointed blades, and the tri-pointed and two-pointed blades flew directly between Tu Xian's legs.

In this moment of hesitation, most of the bandits welcomed Yan Jun's shining steel blade and spear. In a flash, just as the tri-pointed and two-edged blade was about to fly towards Tu Xian, Tu Yidao actually blocked the tri-pointed and two-edged blade simultaneously with his feet. At the same time, King Yu's lance in his hand turned diagonally and smashed towards An Jia.

He flipped over on the ground and leapt into the air with his right palm, while his left palm struck directly at Tu Shixiong's face. Tu Shixiong was shocked by the sudden change in the situation, his feet hooked onto the triple-edged two-edged blade, and his body suddenly leaned back, only to see An Jiajia taking advantage of this moment to strike Tu Shixiong's face with his left palm, while the tri-pointed two-edged blade also directly smashed into the back of his head.

The more the An clan tried to dodge, the more likely it would be a life and death struggle. Not only did the An clan not dodge, but they also used the long sword in their right hand to block the blade with their sword at their waist. The more they dodged, the more the An clan would be able to avoid it.

Seeing this, Tu Xian knew that he would not be able to dodge even if he wanted to, although it would not be a wise choice for the An clan to do so, because Tu Xian and An clan were on par with each other, and even if they were to fight against each other normally, they might not necessarily be able to defeat the An clan.

The more the An clan saw through Tu Xian, the more they believed that he would be able to get third place among the thirteen guards, so his martial arts cultivation was naturally not weak. If they fought him, he would most likely lose, but he had been hiding in the dark for a long time already, waiting to get away. His strength was far superior to Tu Xian's, and only by risking his life to compete with Tu Yidao's inner strength would he be able to win.

Tu Xian knew what the An clan was planning, but there was nothing he could do at the moment. Tu Xian hastily struck out with his palm and the two palms clashed, causing a cracking sound. It turned out that the two palms were too strong, causing a crack to appear on the ground.

The two of them floated in the air. One of them was lying on the ground, and the other was relying on his own strength and the force of impact. The other on his rock solid inner strength and the ground as his support.

The two palms met evenly at first, but after a long time, the An clan could feel Tu's internal energy continuously pouring out. Furthermore, Tu Xian's internal energy had caused a hard stone mill to slowly rotate, just like powder, and was slowly grinding away An Jiu's internal energy bit by bit.

In addition, he had already been able to control the Yin and Yang energy by himself first. At the beginning, when he fought with the An clan's palm power, he naturally could not use this kind of small skill, but the further he fought, the more stable the internal energy became. The Yin and Yang energies in Tu Xian's palm intertwined, and as the Yin and Yang rotated back and forth, he was able to wear down the inner strength in An clan's palm power bit by bit.

If he were to retreat now, he would definitely be taken advantage of by this old man, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured. An Jiajia saw this and decided to pay a heavy price for his mistake, knowing that he would die fighting for it. Immediately, An Yue threw the sword in his right hand and struck out with his palm.