Wang Qi'an sneered lightly. When the eight people had just formed an encirclement, they escaped from the encirclement in a flash and swept forward.
The eight well-dressed young men were extremely shocked. Although they were not the top masters of the Wuhou Sect, they were responsible for protecting the courtyard of the Wuhou Mansion, so they were certainly not weaklings.
Moreover, the eight of them also practiced the formations of the Wuhou Sect, and their power should not be underestimated.
But in front of Wang Qi'an, these were in vain and had no hindering effect at all.
"What a skill, little kid!"
A figure swept down from the roof and landed in the courtyard, blocking Wang Qi'an's direction.
The person who came was a hale and hearty old man, holding a gourd wine pot in his hand. He had gray hair on his temples, but his face was red, with a cheerful expression on his face.
"The old man's name is Huanran, what's your name, little one?"
The old man patted his chest and said with a smile.
When the eight young men in well-dressed clothes saw the old man, they didn't surround him anymore. They just blocked Wang Qi'an's retreat.
Wang Qi'an secretly praised the identity of this old man, who was like a dragon soaring and a phoenix swimming. Not only was he extremely fast, he could be in front of him in the blink of an eye, but his movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, very elegant and unrestrained.
"I'll call you what you want. I've seen you call me senior indiscriminately."
The old man was stunned and then woke up.
"The little kid is funny. But the old man's random names were not a joke."
Wang Qi'an wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to take action, but found that there was no gap around this man. He was very surprised and immediately put away his contempt.
"Senior Hu Luanjiao, known as 'Idle Hand Shura' by people in the world, is just a childlike child with a playful nature and always likes to call himself barking."
A thin middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe slowly walked out of the front hall.
This person has thin cheeks, a pair of thick eyebrows, and a particularly high forehead.
Wang Qi'an only felt that his eyes looking at him were deep, distant and unpredictable.
"I am in charge of Qingyu in Qingyang Palace. I wonder why my little brother barged into Wuhou Mansion?"
Hu Luanjiao didn't seem to like seeing this person. When he saw him coming out, holding the gourd in his hand, he took a sip, turned around and walked aside.
"Little kid, don't be deceived by this person's appearance. This old man is very evil. He is no younger than the old man."
The Hu Luan Jiao's sound formed a thread and reached Wang Qi'an's ears.
Wang Qi'an was slightly stunned and looked at Qingyu intently.
He was sure that this was the first time he saw Qingyu today, but for some reason, he felt familiar with his temperament.
"Where is Zhuge Xin? I'm here to take away Du Qianqiu and the two women beside him."
Wang Qi'an saw that these two people were both top-notch masters, and he couldn't help but re-evaluate the strength of the Shu Alliance.
"Who are you Du Qianqiu?"
A figure flew out of the front hall like a meteor, passed through Qingyu's side, and landed in front of Wang Qi'an more than ten feet away.
After this person, several people wearing blue clothes rushed out of the hall one after another. One of them was the young man Wang Qi'an saw in Furong Tower last night.
"Are you Zhuge Xin? Are Du Qianqiu and the two women alive or dead? Where are they?"
Wang Qi'an saw that this man had a square face, a short beard, and was about forty years old.
Wearing a light blue robe with wide sleeves, a long sword hanging on his waist, and a gray feather fan in his hand, he looked quite chic.
"Where did you come from, this arrogant boy? How dare you be rude to our leader."
A young man in green and brocade clothes jumped to the front, menacingly, and yelled with his halberd pointed at him.
"What is your relationship with Du Qianqiu? Why are you looking for him?"
Zhuge Xin stared at Wang Qi'an for a moment and repeated coldly.
This man's energy suddenly increased and he was ready to attack. Wang Qi'an couldn't help but be on guard.
"This is something that the leader of the Bo Lao Zhuge Alliance is concerned about. In a word, where are they? Will you let them go?"
With a cry of "Wild!", three figures suddenly jumped out, their swords flashing, and they chased Wang Qi'an.
But as soon as they moved, a figure with twice the speed was already blocking them in front of them.
With a few slight snaps of his fingers, the sword light disappeared immediately.
The three-year-old man in green clothes took a few steps back and looked at the person blocking the road in surprise.
"Young people are just impatient. If you can't talk nicely, you have to fight and kill them. The old man will be upset when he sees them."
The person who took action was actually Hu Luanjiao.
"Little kid, you are looking for Du Qianqiu, but he is not here. The person who told you this news may have ulterior motives."
Wang Qi'an raised his eyebrows, and his heart moved, as if he thought of something.
"Thank you for reminding me, senior. I've offended you a lot today, so I'll take my leave now!"
Wang Qian was about to leave when a familiar voice sounded behind him.
"Leader Zhuge, not only does this person have a close relationship with Du Qianqiu, but he also possesses the bones of Sakyamuni Buddha and the yellow crystal ball donated by Tianzhu. You must not let this person go easily."
Wang Qi'an turned around and saw Sima Shouyi, whose right arm was wrapped in a white scarf and with a cold expression, and the tall man holding a hammer appearing behind the eight men in Tsing Yi attire.
Sima Shouyi's words moved everyone.
The bones of Sakyamuni Buddha are the highest symbol of Buddhism, while the yellow crystal ball is said to contain mysterious energy and is coveted by everyone in the martial arts world.
"Since your Excellency is an old acquaintance with Du Qianqiu, why not stay and have a good exchange with each other."
After Zhuge Xin finished speaking, he took strange steps and waved the feather fan in his hand towards Wang Qi'an.
Wang Qian now understood that he had fallen into Sima Shouyi's trap.
But he did not panic. Seeing Zhuge Xin's attack, he stretched out a palm and hit the edge of the feather fan.
As soon as the two people collided, Zhuge Xin's body swayed slightly and he took a few steps back.
A look of surprise flashed across his eyes. He turned around and moved to Wang Qi'an's side, and Feather Fan attacked again.
Wang Qi'an stood there, motionless, but the Taiji Spear stretched out from his side like a snake and hit the feather fan.
Zhuge Xin hurriedly retracted the feather fan, changed his steps, turned behind Wang Qi'an, slapped his left palm and right hand, and struck out at the same time.
Wang Qi'an's back looked like long eyes, the tip of his spear changed, and he took the attacks one by one.
The two exchanged dozens of moves in an instant.
No matter how imaginative Zhuge Xin's steps were, or how he changed his moves, Wang Qi'an remained motionless, but his marksmanship was like a god, and he could block his attack direction.
"Leader Zhuge, please stop!"
Qingyu suddenly swept forward and shouted to stop!
Zhuge Xin withdrew his moves and returned to his original position. He had already tested Wang Qi'an's moves. Not only were his moves mysterious, but his internal strength was also unfathomable. If the fight continued, he might be the loser.
Qingyu fell next to Zhuge Xin, with blazing eyes and a strange look on his face, he looked at Wang Qi'an and said:
"Is this little brother the descendant of 'Sharp Gun' Xia Yanqi?"
As soon as the name "Magic Spear" Xia Yanqi came out, the expressions of everyone present changed.
You must know that Zhuge Xin, as the leader of the Wuhou Sect and the leader of the Shu League, is one of the best in Shu in terms of martial arts.
However, amidst Wang Qi'an's ever-changing spear power, it was difficult to move forward and hurt his Fenhao.
In the whole world, Xia Yanqi's marksmanship is probably the only one capable of this.
