The energy collided, and the two of them fell apart and fell back several feet.
Wang Qi'an was afraid that Ji Wurui was in danger, so he glanced sideways and unexpectedly discovered that his sword moves were mysterious, which forced the opponent to be at a loss.
The person opposite suddenly shouted loudly, and the long knife in his hand flew out, with the sound of wind and thunder, and shot towards him.
Then his feet took strange steps, left and right, up and down, and transformed into numerous figures, flying towards him.
Wang Qian thought that the sword skills were just a cover-up, and this was probably the person's real skill.
When Wang Qi'an was about to raise his gun to respond, a faint sound of wind sounded behind him.
He retracted the tip of the gun and heard a "ding" sound, just in time to hit his vest with a sharp weapon.
The Double Dragon Spear took advantage of its strength and accelerated to stab the person who was attacking in front of him.
This man looks like a ghost, and at some point, there is a pair of judge pens that are only about an inch in size.
He pokes straight and slashes diagonally, his movements are dexterous, but the tip of the pen makes a hissing sound, which shows his profound internal strength.
The two of them exchanged blows more than a dozen times in an instant.
At this time, the wind started coming from behind again.
At the same time, there was another figure on Ji Wurui's side.
It seems that this person has been hiding on the top for a long time. Seeing his enemies retreating steadily, he appears and a dragon-headed cane hits down from the sky.
Ji Wurui lowered his sword to use on his opponent and dodged to one side to avoid the stick.
Then the sword flower was rolled out, and the people in the future were involved in the shadow of the sword.
Wang Qian soared into the sky, flipped upside down, and landed behind the attacker from behind.
The man's attack failed and he turned around suddenly.
Wang Qi'an saw that the weapon in his hand was very strange. The head of the spear was whipped, the body was whipped and the tail was a stick, like a chain gun and an iron rod connected into one.
The man shook his hand, and the soft whip came around like a snake. The tip of the whip was like a snake's head, trying to choose someone to eat.
The man who made the judge's pen once again used his ghost body technique and jumped over.
The two of them, one far away and the other close, seemed to cooperate tacitly.
Wang Qi'an's eyes flashed red, and the temperature around him rose sharply.
A ray of red light is like a fire dragon, emitting a scorching cyclone, blowing up a scorching storm, making people blind.
The man turned his whip into a stick, protecting his whole body and not retreating.
The person using the Judge's Pen moved to dodge, and a sudden stroke was directed at Wang Qi'an's chest, and the Judge's Pen suddenly stretched several times.
Wang Qi'an was startled, his chest shrank, and he almost couldn't dodge.
"Come!", he shouted vigorously, and with the index and middle fingers of his left hand, he drew a nine-character mantra pattern and printed it towards the person.
The explosion of "Peng" caused the man in the judge's pen to stagger back.
"Let's go!" He whispered to his companion who stepped forward to help him. The two quickly retreated, walked through the house and passed through the alley, and were gone in an instant.
Wang Qian was worried about Ji Wurui and did not pursue him.
Facing Ji Wurui and the other two, when they saw their companions leaving, the man with the dragon's head and crutches suddenly turned the dragon's head towards Ji Wurui, tapped it lightly, and a black light shot out.
"Wu Rui, be careful!"
Wang Qi'an shouted, and people rushed over.
"The sun is shining and the wind is falling!"
Ji Wurui didn't panic at all. He chanted the sword formula in his mouth, and while retreating, he kept stirring the sword rapidly. A vortex hurricane was generated, swallowing up all the black light shot by the enemy.
When the wind stops and everything falls, there are black iron needles everywhere.
Although the hidden weapon was shot down, the two enemies disappeared.
Wang Qian fell beside him and asked with concern:
"Are you OK?"
Ji Wurui lowered his head and thought deeply, muttering:
"No, no, that's what I should have done just now..."
Wang Qian shook his head, raised his voice and said loudly:
"Master Ji!"
Ji Wurui reacted and smiled awkwardly:
"I'm fine. I was thinking that if I had used this move earlier, they wouldn't have been able to escape."
Wang Qian said:
"They say that after three days of separation, you should treat each other with admiration. We see each other day and night, but I didn't expect that your swordsmanship has improved so much."
Ji Wurui raised the Yufu Sword high, looked at it for a few times, and said:
"I just practice according to the music every day, but I don't know how powerful it is."
Wang Qian smiled and said:
"If there is more heat, I'm afraid there won't be many people who can beat you."
Ji Wurui smiled and said:
“These people are so courageous that they dare to attack our Grand Tutor in broad daylight on the street.
Lucky for them, they knew how to cover their heads and faces without revealing their identities. "
Wang Qian glanced at him angrily:
"Mr. Ji is still in such a good mood after being attacked by someone."
He paused for a moment and said seriously:
"Except for the scabbards these people use, the other three weapons are all extraordinary.
The dragon-headed staff used against you contained flying needles, and I was almost injured by a judge's pen that could suddenly stretch and retract. "
Ji Wurui turned to thinking and said slowly:
"Tell me... could the person with the sword on the right and the sheath on the left be Yin Miaozhi? I remember that the last time he fought with you, he used some kind of sword-sheath integration technique."
Wang Qi'an thought carefully for a while, shook his head and said:
"Probably not. Unless he deliberately hides it, Yin Miaozhi's skill is higher than this person's."
After the two left, they went to Fan Mansion and asked Fan Liu to find Du Qianqiu.
When he returned to Prince Hui's Mansion, it happened that Zen Master Dade was visiting. Along with him was another young monk wearing a crimson cassock.
The great virtue introduced him:
"This is Master Fa Zhi who presides over Longyin Temple. He came here under the Holy Order to preside over the National Day Sacrifice Ceremony with Master Wugou."
Fazhi nodded, lowered his eyebrows, raised his palms to his chest and said:
"Amitabha! The Taifu has a strange appearance and extraordinary aura.
The poor monk had heard about the strange things about the Buddha's bones before, which was supposed to be nonsense.
When I saw him today, I realized that I was ignorant and ignorant. "
Wang Qi'an saw that this monk seemed to be in his early thirties at most, but his eyes were deep, as if deep in thought, and his demeanor was as calm as a mountain.
It's incomprehensible and a bit unfathomable.
Wang Qi'an did not expect that he was so young. Not only was he the Lord of Longyin Temple, but he was also ordered by the Holy Spirit to preside over the heaven-sacrifice ceremony. It was not an easy task.
He returned the courtesy respectfully:
"Master Fazhi is over-reputed. I just have a little better luck, so I won't be buried deep in the loess."
Dharma Wisdom gently twisted the beads and smiled:
"The presence of the Brahma Dharma in the hands of the Grand Master has shocked Buddhism. Disciples from all sects now want to see the Grand Master, and the poor monks are no exception. They are fascinated by it."
Wang Qi'an remembered something and couldn't help but tell what he saw in Wanmiao'an and asked:
"This old monk with slender eyebrows and gray eyebrows has profound skills. I wonder if the two masters recognize him?"
The great virtue said with emotion:
"According to you, this monk is probably Master Wugou from Fajing Temple."
Fazhi said:
"Zen Master Wugou is a senior monk in the Buddhist sect. How could he be in cahoots with Wanmiao An?"
Wang Qi'an pondered for a long time, then suddenly his heart moved and he said:
"I'm afraid it's the same reason Brahma Fatian appears here, to help the third prince assassinate the Holy Master during the ceremony to worship the heaven!"
Great virtue and Dharma wisdom were shaken at the same time.
The great virtue asked in panic:
"This matter is not trivial. What basis does the Master have for making this assertion?"
Fazhi's eyes flashed with lightning, he nodded and said:
"Zen Master Wugou was ordered to preside over the heaven-sacrifice ceremony, so he had the opportunity to get close to the Holy One.
Experts from the Supreme Temple disguise themselves as monks from the Fajing Temple and accompany them. If they are caught by surprise, it might be possible. "
