"Thank you for your help. I wonder what you call me?"
It was Wang Qi'an who got rid of Qingyu's entanglement and arrived in time to help everyone in Xuezhao Palace repel the masked man.
Qingyu suddenly took action, and after a quick attack, she found that she had no chance of winning. Seeing the chaos at the scene, she escaped while Wang Qi'an was distracted.
Under the combined treatment of medicine and Aoxue's four friends, Bai Yixue's demeanor has returned to normal, and she is slowly getting up and approaching to thank him.
Wang Qi'an glanced around and found that the gray-haired young man fell to the ground, and Du Qianqiu was nowhere to be seen.
With a change of thought, he jumped up and chased in the direction where the three masked men disappeared.
"Everyone, just be okay, kid, take the first step!"
Wang Qi'an kept jumping up and down based on his feelings. When he ran a few miles away from Jinshan Temple and came to a desolate and dilapidated area, he heard the sound of conversation in his ears.
"Du Qianqiu, you are so stubborn and insistent, you really don't know how to appreciate me!"
Then there was the sound of energy clashing and weapons clashing.
Wang Qi'an was so excited that he hurried to the place where the voice came from.
In the empty street, Du Qianqiu was fighting with the man in yellow and the masked man, one against two.
The man wearing a mask with the word "Ling" stood a hundred feet away, with his arms folded across his chest, watching coldly.
"Your Excellency, you have nothing to do. Why don't we come and have some fun too!"
Wang Qi'an landed behind this person, and with a flick of his spear, Wang Qi'an rushed towards him with momentum.
The masked man turned around suddenly, his eyes flashing with shock.
It seems that he did not expect that Wang Qi'an was so clever that he was not aware of it.
"Who are you? Those who know better should leave immediately."
This person obviously did not recognize Wang Qi'an. Seeing his young age, he secretly thought that he must have been too focused on Du Qianqiu just now, and even ignored the movement behind him.
Wang Qi'an raised the corner of his mouth and said coldly:
"I should be the one to ask you this! Who are you? What is your purpose in dealing with Xuezhao Palace?"
The masked man groaned angrily:
"If you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty. You boy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, remember to be smarter in your next life..."
His footsteps paused, his arms surged, and he punched Wang Qi'an with both fists.
When Wang Qi'an waited for the opponent's fist to be about ten feet away from him, Tai Ji's gun was picked out in an instant and pierced directly into the center of Qi Jin.
"break!"
There was a roar of thunder, deafening.
The figure of the masked man suddenly stagnated, and the strength of his fists seemed to be scattered.
In the sound of "chichi", Wang Qiantai's gun was like piercing through cloth, piercing the mask's flesh layer by layer.
The masked man's eyes showed a look of surprise, and his arms suddenly swelled again, more than doubling in thickness.
"Oh? What kind of kung fu is this?"
Wang Qi'an muttered in surprise.
The opponent's energy suddenly increased and surged towards him.
When the masked man thought that Wang Qi'an would also improve his skills to fight against him.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly retreated sharply.
Wang Qi'an stepped back while circulating the pure yin energy in his body, and drew the pattern of the nine-character mantra with his Taiji gun.
The masked man sneered, thinking that Wang Qi'an was timid, so he moved and sped off.
"Hey, it's not that easy to escape now!"
But the truth is far from simple as he thought.
The air was filled with a heavy layer of icy cold air, like a city wall that was getting stronger and thicker, weakening his fist strength one after another.
Just when he was about to run out of energy and was about to change his moves.
Wang Qi'an changed his retreat, paused for a moment, and then accelerated forward.
The yin and yang of the true energy in the body are reversed, yin retreats and yang advances.
Qi energy can also change from yin to yang, the cold light of the spear tip disappears, and a jet of scorching heat shoots out like a raging fire, directly piercing the center of the yin and cold aura originally laid down.
When the masked man was puzzled, a violent "bang" explosion exploded from the void.
Immediately afterwards, he was swept up by a huge force and thrown outward.
The pain flashed past, his vision went dark, and he fainted.
At this time, Du Qianqiu had just resolved an attack from the two men in yellow shirts and the mask.
"This man's martial arts skills are too high. If we fight separately, we may have no chance of winning. No.
If you focus on his lower left three lanes later, I will attack his upper right three lanes. "
The man in yellow lowered his voice and leaned close to the masked man to whisper.
The masked man's eyes flashed, he glanced at Du Qianqiu and nodded slightly.
The two of them made a decision, exchanged glances, and rushed towards Watanabe Qianqiu at the same time.
After just one round of fighting, Du Qianqiu knew that the martial arts of these two gray-haired youths were far superior to those of the previous gray-haired youths. If they were to fight alone, he might be sure of victory.
But the two joining forces is unpredictable.
Seeing the two of them whispering to each other, he didn't dare to be careless, and suddenly assumed a strange knife-holding posture, and his lips kept moving, as if he was mumbling something.
When the man in yellow shirt and the masked man rushed toward him, his eyes blurred, and four identical figures suddenly appeared on both sides of Du Qianqiu.
Although the man in yellow had a stern look on his face, he had no intention of retreating. He kept shaking and moving forward to the right, his claws ready to attack.
Something unexpected happened.
A ball of golden light burst out in front of the masked man who was rushing forward with him. He suddenly turned around and headed towards the roof next to him.
When the man in yellow shirt realized something was wrong, Du Qian's figures surrounded him and attacked from different positions.
The sword light was like meteors all over the sky, shooting from all directions.
Although the man in yellow shirt secretly hated the betrayal of the masked man, he had an arrow on the string at this moment and had no choice but to take action.
He folded his arms and shouted loudly.
A violent cyclone blew up and hit the sword light, making loud noises.
Du Qian's figure circled around the man in yellow, spinning faster and faster. Finally, a flash of lightning-like light struck, and the battle stopped suddenly.
The other four figures disappeared, and Du Qianqiu showed his true body, standing seven or eight feet away from the man in yellow.
The man in the yellow shirt was motionless, his naked upper body showing criss-crossing red marks.
The next moment, the fine marks burst, blood spurted out like a fountain, and the man in yellow suddenly became a bloody man.
With a "touch" sound, his Adam's apple trembled for a few times and he fell to the ground with an unwilling expression on his face.
"Since you like human blood, enjoy it!"
Du Qianqiu straightened the bamboo hat on his head and was about to leave.
"Senior, wait!"
Wang Qi'an's voice came from behind.
Du Qianqiu did not look back and said calmly:
"These people are all coming for me. I advise you not to interfere."
Wang Qian walked up to Du Qianqiu carrying the masked man and said:
"Senior, don't you want to know who they are?"
Du Qianqiu raised his head, revealing a face with high cheekbones and fair complexion under the hat.
The bridge of his nose is high and straight, and although wrinkles are visible at the corners of his eyebrows, his eyes are as sharp as an eagle.
"Do you know who he is?"
Just as Wang Qi'an was about to answer, a figure fell from the sky.
"Let my old man come and see who is causing trouble!"
