A golden figure walked out of the car, and a pair of hands suddenly pointed and palmed, and instantly reached the man in black.
Bang bang bang, the man in black flew back.
The other two accomplices were shocked when they saw this, and both rushed towards him.
At this time, Fan Zhan and Lou Xianzhi had also repelled their opponents and were coming here.
Seeing that their plan failed, the two of them picked up their companions and headed towards the woodland area.
More than half of the men in black were killed and wounded, and the rest retreated.
"Is the Imperial Master okay?" Fan Zhan came to the only intact carriage and greeted a monk wearing a golden cassock.
"Don't worry, General, everything is fine!" the monk replied with his hands folded.
This monk's martial arts might not be inferior to Master Qingkong, Wang Qian thought.
With this person and Fan Zhan in charge, I'm afraid there won't be a chance to take action tonight.
Seeing Fan Zhan's men clearing the scene and preparing to get back on the road, Wang Qi'an and the others were still at a loss and could only plan to continue tracking.
At this time, there was a faint sound of wheels grinding on the ground from the road behind me.
Several figures appeared in the field of view, and it gradually became clear. It turned out to be a convoy transporting grain. The leader of the carriage had a small flag with the words "North and South Rice Line" on the top.
Wang Qi'an felt that the purple crystal ball in his arms was faintly heating up, and the temperature was getting higher and higher.
He was very surprised. This was the first time he encountered such a strange phenomenon.
The motorcade drove slowly past.
"The old man driving the car is really a man of immortality." Fu Tenghui said curiously.
Wang Qi'an took out the purple crystal ball and was thinking about it. Hearing this, he looked at the old man driving the car.
Although this man is dressed in simple cloth, he has slender and drooping eyebrows, a white beard that reaches his chest, an elegant attitude, and a calm and leisurely spirit. He really has the demeanor of a master.
The carriage following closely behind was driven by an ordinary man, which was nothing unusual.
After the two carriages, there were five grain carts.
The convoy passed Fan Zhan's armored army and gradually moved away in the other direction.
Wang Qi'an felt the heat of the crystal ball in his hand gradually disappear until it returned to coldness.
At this moment, Fan Zhan's team has been reorganized and set off again.
"Brother Wang, let's follow him quickly." Seeing that Wang Qi'an was motionless, Ji Wurui couldn't help but urge him.
"Brother Ji, you and Brother Fu continue to spy on Fan Zhan's team. I'm going to check out the grain transport convoy just now."
Wang Qi'an confessed, turned around and dived in the direction of the grain transport convoy.
The reason why Wang Qi'an became suspicious was precisely because of the strange phenomenon of the crystal ball in his arms when the motorcade passed by.
He remembered that Zhang Yuxian had mentioned that in addition to the Buddha bones, Nan Tianzhu also donated a mysterious yellow crystal ball.
Just now, my purple crystal ball suddenly became hot. Is it because it sensed something of the same kind?
And the old man driving the car looked like a god, how could he be a mortal?
The "North-South Rice Line" convoy was not moving very fast, and Wang Qi'an caught up with it within a short time.
Sure enough, as soon as he got close to the convoy, the crystal ball in his arms would heat up.
Based on the distance and the temperature of the crystal ball, he had roughly determined that the matter was related to the leading vehicle.
At this moment, he also discovered that all the people escorting the grain truck were no ordinary truck drivers.
Wang Qi'an is almost certain that there must be something fishy about this team.
A piece of sailboats could be seen in front of him, which he guessed was a port. It seemed that the grain transport convoy was preparing to switch to the waterway.
"Who is following the car?" A voice sounded from beside him, surprising Wang Qi'an.
When he turned around, he saw the old man who was still on the carriage shaft just now looking at him with a stern expression.
When this person came to his side, he didn't even notice it. It seemed like he was an extraordinary person.
"Your Excellency has a majestic appearance and extraordinary aura, why do you do sneaky things?" The old man stared at Wang Qi'an with eyes like torches and said solemnly.
Wang Qi'an felt the crystal ball in his arms was hot, and he was almost certain that the old man had the same foreign object on his body.
"Senior, Taoist and immortal, he is no ordinary person. Let me, junior, take a guess."
"Master Lou of the Giant Elephant Dojo, should we call our seniors uncle?" Wang Qi'an had already figured out Fan Zhan's overall plan, and naturally guessed his identity.
"It turns out that you helped the murderer of Lou Yong escape many times." The old man had already caught a glimpse of Wang Qi'an holding the silver gun and guessed his identity.
"I, Gu Xianyun, if it weren't for your business, I would still be practicing Taoism in Jiuyi Mountain right now."
"If you can take thirty moves from me today, I will let you go." Gu Xianyun raised his eyes to the sky and said casually.
Wang Qi'an saw that this person didn't show any flaws even at this moment. The masters he had encountered were probably only comparable to the Jiuxuan Queen. No wonder even Fan Zhan asked him to take action.
"Senior has been cultivating Taoism all day long, but in the end he has not been able to understand life and death, and he looks down on prosperity." Wang Qi'an said with a smile.
"If you want to anger me with your words, don't waste your efforts." Gu Xianyun said.
He turned around suddenly, and his energy was as strong as a mountain stream wind, sweeping toward Wang Qi'an.
Although he said this, his actions proved the truth.
Wang Qi'an raised his spear and danced out layers of circles of spear power, like a densely woven fire net, crashing into Gu Xianyun.
Gu Xianyun clenched his fist with his left hand and punched out, a wall of energy that made it difficult for Wang Qi'an's blazing true energy to move forward. The fingers of his right hand formed into a knife, and he hit the spear head accurately.
Wang Qi'an was shaken all over, and his arms were numb.
"Blazing Flame Wutian", the final killing move of Blazing Flame Marksmanship, the surrounding temperature rises sharply, like the scorching desert sun.
The scorching cyclone brought the burning storm, covering the moon and the sky, making it difficult to open one's eyes.
This was the first time Wang Qi'an used this move after his great improvement in skill. Such power was unexpected.
"Blazing Spear Technique", Gu Xianyun's eyes suddenly flashed.
"Who are you?" he shouted.
How did he know his father's master? Wang Qi'an was surprised, and the strength in his hands couldn't help but stagnate.
At this moment, Gu Xianyun's figure flickered and suddenly disappeared.
The next moment, a pair of legs suddenly appeared above Wang Qian.
Such a body technique is like a ghost.
"Since you are his descendant, don't even think about leaving alive tonight." Gu Xianyun shouted.
What kind of hatred does he have against Gongsuling?
Wang Qi'an suddenly lost the opportunity and could not recover his silver spear in time, so he could only hastily use his left hand to block all directions.
Bang bang bang, Gu Xianyun's foot force continued and became heavier and heavier.
Wang Qi'an once learned the "Deadly Nine Turns" kick technique at Yanyu Pavilion.
At this time, it seems that Lou Xianzhi's kicking skills are not as good as Gu Xianyun's.
This "Nine Turns of Destiny" comes in the lonely clouds, like a horse flying in the sky, with no trace to be found.
Although Wang Qi'an's Ten Directions Palm Technique is mysterious, the opportunity has been lost, and his internal strength is far inferior to that of Gu Xianyun.
Under Gu Xianyun's continuous kicks, Wang Qi'an finally couldn't resist.
He quickly took a mouthful of blood and sprayed it towards Gu Xian Yun, while he took advantage of the momentum and fell backwards.
Fortunately, he is already familiar with the correspondence between the Blazing Flame Qi and Yuan Shen Qi, and with the constant transformation of his internal energy, he is much better.
Although Gu Xianyun was slightly hindered by the blood energy, his body swayed and he continued to pursue him, not giving Wang Qi'an the slightest chance to relax.
