Yang Yiyun didn't speak at the moment, standing aside and watching King Zheng Yan and Qian Bu Ren fight, paying attention to Qian Bu Jiao, the Qian Bu Ren in his eyes always gave him a weirdness, feeling that Qian Bu Ren was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Because Qian Bu has always been very calm, this is really not normal, Zheng Yan Wang is right, plus himself and Meng Changqing Yang Wentian, it is equivalent to the existence of the four major distraction realms, and Qian Bu is just one person, but he has been extremely calm from beginning to end, not worried at all, and seems to be relying on something, which makes Yang Yiyun feel a bad feeling in his heart.

When he was thinking like this in his heart, the next moment his face changed, and when he looked at Qian and couldn't bear it, he was finally convinced that his feelings were not wrong.

Money can't bear it, and there is really something to rely on.

I saw that Qian couldn't bear to suddenly make a prediction and smiled: "Hehe, Zheng Lao Wei, is it great to have three or five in the early stage of the Distraction Realm?"

Qian couldn't bear to say anything, and suddenly let out a roar all over his body.

"Boom~"

Then he looked up to the sky and roared: "Roar~"

The unbearable breath of money changed at this moment~

In the eyes of everyone, Qian Bu's breath began to rise, he was a cultivator in the early stage of the Distraction Realm, and now his aura is rising, which can only show that Qian can't bear to hide his breath.

This guy is a master.

The Distraction Realm is a realm of great difficulties, and those who can step into the Distraction Realm are all outstanding in ten thousand, and they are all old people who have cultivated for many years.

However, at most, it was just a cultivation at the beginning of the Distraction Realm.

Yang Yiyun had already heard Yang Wentian talk about this, after reaching the early stage of the Distraction Realm, if he wanted to improve, he not only needed a super high level of understanding and a large amount of heaven and earth aura, but also wanted to break through, what was needed was chance.

Whether it was Yang Wentian or Meng Changqing, who had traveled most of the mountains and seas, he had never seen a few powerhouses above the early stage of the Distraction Realm.

Today, a few people are eye-opening.

No one expected that Qian couldn't bear to actually climb up and hide his strength.

There is no doubt that Qian Can't bear to cultivate has reached the middle stage of the distraction realm.

"Boom~"

A boom emanated from Qian Buyan's body, and the aura on his body climbed and stopped.

But everyone felt a coercion emanating from Qian Nuer's body and hanging over everyone's heads.

"Distraction Realm Mid-Stage...... When did you break through?" King Zheng Yan couldn't help but look at Qian and couldn't help but ask silently.

"Hehe~" Qian couldn't help but sneer: "Do you think that if you are looking for a pure yang clone, and Yuan Tian is just looking for the Rahu Soul Chasing Gun, I will do nothing?"

You Zheng Lao Wei know that if you get rid of me and Yuan Tiangang, if there is a crisis, I can't bear it, and naturally there will be a crisis, and I started to prepare five hundred years ago, and I really thought that there was no gain, haha, today the old man will let you Zheng Lao Wei see the difference between the middle stage of the Distraction Realm and the early stage of the Distraction Realm. ”

Qian couldn't bear to answer head-on when King Zheng Yan would break through, but his words began to be full of madness, and then the light in his hand flashed, and a fan appeared.

"How can it be in your hands?" King Zheng Yan exclaimed, and then said to himself: "No wonder, I understand now, three hundred years ago, it turned out that it was not a foreign thief, it was you, a thief, who stole the wind and thunder fan, and the ridiculous old man thought it was the ghost of the bandit's den who stole the wind and thunder fan." ”

Speaking of this, King Zheng Yan said with a hideous face: "Qian can't bear to damn you, it's you who made me lose my son, and the old man will kill you even if he goes to hell today." ”

King Zheng Yan's eyes were red at this moment, and the scene of the thieves in the Adventure Hall three hundred years ago came to his mind.

Three hundred years ago, there was a treasure in the temple of the Adventure Temple, which was the wind and thunder fan in Qian Bucan't bear to bear, which was the only treasure left by the ancestor Adventure King to the Adventure Palace, and it has always been enshrined in the Temple of Adventure.

However, three hundred years ago, it was his youngest son who was responsible for guarding the wind and thunder fan, and Qian Buyi, who was an old man who was patrolling at the time, that day Qian couldn't bear to ring the warning bell of the adventure hall with blood, and when King Zheng Yan arrived, his son was already dead, but Qian couldn't bear to say that the ghost of the bandit's den killed his son, injured Qian couldn't bear it, and stole the wind and thunder fan.

Back then, King Zheng Yan did find out that it was the ghost shadow's ghost shadow god who killed the son, and only the ghost shadow of the first force of the bandits' den could steal the wind and thunder fan in the adventure hall.

King Zheng Yan never had the slightest suspicion that Qian couldn't bear it, but now it seems that Qian couldn't bear to blame the ghost, killed his son, and stole it from him.

Thinking about it this way, some of the doubts back then were all clear.

The Adventure Hall is indeed lonely, but now that I think about it, it has not yet reached the point where the ghosts can come and go freely, and only the inner ghosts are real.

Looking at the wind and thunder fan in Qian Buyi's hand, King Zheng Yan thought of his murderous son, his eyes were red, he almost lost his mind, flames erupted from his whole body, and he rushed towards Qian Buyi in a roar.

Yang Yiyun looked at it and felt a shock in his heart, in his eyes, King Zheng Yan actually directly burned his own essence, which was a posture to break the net.

Listening to the conversation between the two, it seems that Qian can't bear to fight for some wind and thunder fan in his hand, and the prison guard steals and kills the son of King Zheng Yan, no wonder King Zheng Yan wants to work hard.

It seems that Qian Bu couldn't bear not only to hide his cultivation, but the wind and thunder fan that appeared in his hand was not ordinary, otherwise he would not have killed the son of King Zheng Yan and took the risk of stealing it.

couldn't help but ask Yang Wentian beside him: "What is the origin of the wind and thunder fan in Shigongqian can't bear to have, do you know?"

Yang Wentian's face twitched and said: "It seems that we are in big trouble today, I have heard the rumors of the wind and thunder fan, it is the treasure left by the adventure king to the younger generations, I heard that a fan can flash the mountains, can break the rivers, there is thunder in the wind, comparable to the catastrophe, terrifying."

Three hundred years of wind and thunder fan lost, Zheng Yan Wang took the Zheng family to almost wash the bandit nest in blood, and it was determined that it was the first thief ghost of the bandit's den who stole the wind and thunder fan, and he did not die or rest, if it were not for the fact that the entire bandit den forces jointly dispatched and fought with the people of the adventure hall, both sides suffered heavy casualties before they knew the difficulty and retreated, maybe what would have happened.

Anyway, after that time, King Zheng Yan also turned off the fire, and the ghost disappeared without a trace, and the whereabouts of the wind and thunder fan are unknown.

Lao Meng and I are both injured, even if we are not injured, the three of us will not be able to resist the mid-stage cultivation of the Divine Realm, and the money with the wind and thunder fan in our hands is unbearable!"

Yang Yiyun was also stunned for a while when he heard this, listening to the meaning of his master, he was very jealous of the wind and thunder fan and the money in the middle stage of the distraction realm.

However, Yang Yiyun at this moment, because he realized the Black Lotus Sword Formation, his confidence was expanding, and he didn't think so, and grinned: "Master, you and Lao Meng pay attention to the soldiers and generals around you, if there is any change, I will leave it to you to solve, I will go to help King Zheng Yan, if King Zheng Yan is killed by money, I can't face Zheng Binbin without helping." ”

After speaking, Yang Yiyun dodged and rushed towards Qian Bu and Zheng Yan Wang.

"Door ......"

"Alas~"

Meng Changqing and Yang Wentian smiled bitterly, both of them were afraid of money and couldn't bear it, for fear that Yang Yiyun would suffer a loss, although Yang Yiyun had previously used the Black Lotus Sword Array to kill Yuan Tiangang, but in the face of the money of the mid-stage cultivation of the Distraction Realm, the two thought that Yang Yiyun might not be able to parry.

When they reached their realm, they naturally knew the strength of the middle stage of the Distraction Realm.

Yang Yiyun rushed over rashly, with strong self-confidence, which made Meng Changqing and Yang Wentian very worried, his self-confidence was too blind and he would suffer a big loss.

The two looked at each other and said, "Prepare to fight for your life~"

……

And at this moment, Yang Yiyun was indeed afraid of Qian's unbearable cultivation promotion and what kind of wind and thunder fan, because he sensed the Black Lotus Sword Formation, which really brought him strong self-confidence.

After killing Yuan Tiangang, confidence and fighting spirit are the time to win, and they have to test the water when they say anything.

He didn't think that Qian couldn't bear to be so strong that he couldn't help it, wasn't it just a small realm higher than the early stage of the God Realm, and he could still turn the sky upside down?

When I rushed to the middle of the field, I heard a deafening roar in my ears.

"Huhuhu~"

"Click~"

It was the sound of a powerful storm and thunder.

When Yang Yiyun raised his eyes, his eyes widened instantly.

I saw that Qian couldn't bear to sneer, and the wind and thunder fan in his hand was waved at King Zheng Yan, and the wind was raging in the field, and a tornado dozens of feet high formed out of thin air and blew towards King Zheng Yan.

The next moment, the menacing King Zheng Yan was swept by the tornado, and then an arm-thick thunderbolt clicked out from the tornado and slashed at King Zheng Yan.

"Ah~"

After a scream, the tornado dispersed, but King Zheng Yan on the ground fell, vulnerable to a blow.

Yang Yiyun's perception found that King Zheng Yan was dead.

At this time, he understood the horror of the wind and thunder fan in his hand.

At this time, he rushed to a distance of five meters beside Qian Buyan, and the two looked at each other.

The corners of Yang Yiyun's mouth twitched.

Qian couldn't bear it, but he smiled at him and raised the wind and thunder fan in his hand.