[Chapter 971 Qian Buren’s Wind and Thunder Fan]

Yang Yiyun didn’t say anything at this moment. He stood aside and watched Zheng Yanwang and Qian Buren quarreling. He paid attention to Qian Buren. In his eyes, Qian Buren always gave him a strange feeling. He felt that Qian Buren was not as simple as he seemed.

Because Qian Buren was always calm, this was really abnormal. Zheng Yanwang was right. With himself, Meng Changqing and Yang Wentian, there were four great spirit-dividing realms, and Qian Buren was just one person. However, he was extremely calm from beginning to end, not worried at all, as if he had something to rely on, which made Yang Yiyun feel bad.

When he just thought about this, his face changed the next moment. When he looked at Qian Buren, he was finally sure that his feeling was not wrong.

Qian Buren really had something to rely on.

Qian Buren suddenly laughed sinisterly and said, “Haha, old monster Zheng, is it amazing to have three or five people in the early stage of spirit-dividing realm?” Qian Buren

finished speaking, and suddenly his whole body made a roar.

“Boom~”

Then he raised his head to the sky and roared: “Roar~”

Qian Buren’s aura changed at this moment~

In the eyes of everyone, Qian Buren’s aura began to rise. He was in the early stage of the Spiritual Realm. Now his aura rose, which could only mean that Qian Buren had hidden his aura.

This guy is a master.

The Spiritual Realm is a realm that is extremely difficult to enter. Those who can enter the Spiritual Realm are all outstanding ones, and they are all old-timers who have practiced for many years.

However, at most, they can only stay in the early stage of the Spiritual Realm.

Yang Yiyun had heard Yang Wentian talk about this a long time ago. After reaching the early stage of the Spiritual Realm, if you want to improve your cultivation, you not only need super high comprehension and a large amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy, but also need opportunities to break through.

Whether it is Yang Wentian or Meng Changqing, who has traveled most of the mountain and sea realms, they have never seen a few strong people above the early stage of the Spiritual Realm.

Today, several people have opened their eyes.

No one expected that Qian Buren’s aura would rise and hide his strength.

There is no doubt that Qian Bu Ren’s cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Spiritual Dispersion Realm.

“Boom~”

A boom emanated from Qian Bu Ren, and the rising aura on his body stopped.

But everyone felt a pressure emanating from Qian Bu Ren, covering everyone’s head.

“Middle stage of the Spiritual Dispersion Realm… When did you break through?” Zheng Yan Wang couldn’t help but look at Qian Bu Ren and asked in a lost voice.

“Hehe~” Qian Bu Ren sneered: “Do you think that I will do nothing while you are looking for Chun Yang’s clone and Yuan Tian Gang is looking for Luo Hou’s Soul Chasing Spear?

You, Zheng Laoguai, know that if you get rid of me and Yuan Tian Gang, there will be a crisis, and I, Qian Bu Ren, will naturally be in crisis. You started preparing five hundred years ago. You really thought that you would not gain anything. Haha, today I will let you, Zheng Laoguai, see the difference between the middle stage of the Spiritual Dispersion Realm and the early stage of the Spiritual Dispersion Realm.” Qian

Bu Ren did not directly answer Zheng Yan Wang when he broke through, but his words began to be full of madness, and then a light flashed in his hand, and a fan appeared.

“Wind and Thunder Fan? How did it end up in your hands?” Zheng Yanwang screamed, then realized it belatedly and said to himself: “No wonder, I understand now. Three hundred years ago, there was a thief in the Adventure King City, it turned out that it was not an outsider, but you, a domestic thief, who stole the Wind and Thunder Fan. It’s ridiculous that I thought it was the ghost from the bandit’s nest who stole the Wind and Thunder Fan.”

At this point, Zheng Yanwang said with a ferocious face: “Qian Bu Ren, you deserve to die. It’s you who made me lose my son. I will kill you today even if I go to hell.”

Zheng Yanwang’s eyes turned red at this moment, and the scene of the thief in the Adventure Hall three hundred years ago appeared in his mind.

Three hundred years ago, there was a treasure in the Adventure Hall, which was the Wind and Thunder Fan in Qian Bu Ren’s hand. This was the only treasure left to the Adventure Hall by the ancestor Adventure King, and it has always been enshrined in the Adventure Hall.

However, three hundred years ago, it was his youngest son who was in charge of guarding the Wind and Thunder Fan, and Qian Buren, who was the patrol elder at that time. That day, Qian Buren was covered in blood and rang the warning bell of the Adventure Hall. When Zheng Yanwang arrived, his son was already dead. Qian Buren said that it was the ghost shadow from the bandit’s nest who killed his son, injured Qian Buren, and stole the Wind and Thunder Fan.

Zheng Yanwang did find out that it was the ghost shadow’s ghost shadow magic that killed his son, and the only one who could steal the Wind and Thunder Fan from the Adventure Hall was the ghost shadow, the first force in the bandit’s nest. Zheng Yanwang

did not doubt Qian Buren at all. Now it seems that Qian Buren blamed the ghost shadow, killed his son, and stole the wind and thunder fan.

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

The Adventure Hall is indeed lonely, but now think about it, it has not reached the point where the ghost shadow comes and goes freely, and only the internal ghost steals the wind and thunder fan.

Looking at the wind and thunder fan in Qian Buren’s hand, Zheng Yanwang thought of his murderous son. His eyes were red and he almost lost his mind. Flames appeared all over his body and he rushed towards Qian Buren in a roar.

Yang Yiyun was shocked when he saw that Zheng Yanwang had actually burned his own essence directly. He was ready to fight to the death.

Listening to the conversation between the two, it seemed that Qian Buren had stolen and killed Zheng Yanwang’s son for the wind and thunder fan in his hand. No wonder Zheng Yanwang wanted to fight to the death.

It seems that Qian Buren not only hid his cultivation, but also the wind and thunder fan in his hand was not an ordinary thing, otherwise he would not have killed Zheng Yanwang’s son and risked stealing.

He couldn’t help asking Yang Wentian beside him: “Do you know the origin of the wind and thunder fan in Master Qian Buren’s hand?”

Yang Wentian’s face twitched and said: “It seems that we are in big trouble today. I have heard the rumors about the wind and thunder fan. It is a treasure left by the adventure king to the younger generation. It is said that a fan can flash mountains and cut rivers. There is thunder in the wind, which is comparable to a heavenly calamity and extremely terrifying.

The Wind and Thunder Fan was lost after 300 years. Zheng Yanwang and his family almost massacred the bandit nest with blood, and they determined that the bandit nest’s number one thief, Ghost Shadow, had stolen the Wind and Thunder Fan. They would not rest until the bandit nest was dead. If it were not for the fact that the entire bandit nest forces later joined forces to fight with the people from the Adventure Hall, and both sides suffered heavy casualties before retreating, who knows what would have happened.

Anyway, Zheng Yanwang also died after that, and Ghost Shadow disappeared without a trace, and the whereabouts of the Wind and Thunder Fan were unknown. Now it seems that it was Qian Buren who did it. Qian Buren is too cunning. If we can retreat later, we should retreat.

Lao Meng and I were both injured. Even if we were not injured, the three of us might not be able to resist Qian Buren, who has the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Divine Realm and the Wind and Thunder Fan in his hand! “

Yang Yiyu was also stunned when he heard this. From what his master said, he was very wary of the Wind and Thunder Fan and Qian Buren who was in the middle stage of the Spirit Severing Realm.

But at this moment, Yang Yiyu’s confidence was growing because he had realized the Black Lotus Sword Formation. He didn’t take it seriously and grinned, saying, “Master, you and Lao Meng keep an eye on the soldiers around. If there is any unusual movement, you will handle it. I will go to help Zheng Yanwang. If Zheng Yanwang is killed by Qian Buren, I will not be able to face Zheng Binbin without helping. “

After saying that, Yang Yiyu flashed and rushed towards Qian Buren and Zheng Yanwang.

“Door…”

“Alas~”

Meng Changqing and Yang Wentian smiled bitterly. They were both afraid of Qian Buren, fearing that Yang Yiyu would suffer a loss. Although Yang Yiyu had previously used the Black Lotus Sword Formation to kill Yuan Tiangang, they believed that Yang Yiyu might not be able to resist Qian Buren, who was in the middle stage of the Spiritual Dispersion Realm.

When they reached their level of cultivation, they naturally knew how powerful the middle stage of the Spiritual Dispersion Realm was.

Yang Yiyu rashly rushed over with great self-confidence, which made Meng Changqing and Yang Wentian very worried. His self-confidence was too blind and he would suffer a great loss.

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

…

At this moment, Yang Yiyun was indeed not afraid of Qian Bushen’s improvement in cultivation and the Wind and Thunder Fan, because he had comprehended the Black Lotus Sword Formation, which really gave him strong confidence.

After killing Yuan Tiangang, his confidence and fighting spirit were at their peak, and he had to try it out no matter what.

He didn’t think Qian Bushen could be so powerful. Wasn’t he just one level higher than the early stage of the Divine Realm? Could he still turn the world upside down?

As he rushed to the field in his heart, he heard a deafening roar in his ears.

“Whoosh~”

“Crack~”

was the sound of a strong storm and thunder.

When Yang Yiyun looked up, his eyes widened instantly. Qian

Bushen sneered and swung the Wind and Thunder Fan in his hand at Zheng Yanwang. The field was gusting violently, and a tornado several dozen feet high formed out of thin air and blew towards Zheng Yanwang.

The next moment, the aggressive Zheng Yanwang was swept away by the tornado, and then a lightning bolt as thick as an arm came out of the tornado and struck Zheng Yanwang with a crack.

“Ah~”

After a scream, the tornado dissipated, but Zheng Yanwang fell to the ground, vulnerable.

Yang Yiyu found that Zheng Yanwang was dead.

Now he understood the horror of the wind and thunder fan in Qian Bushen’s hand.

At this time, he rushed to five meters away from Qian Bushen, and the two looked at each other.

Yang Yiyu’s mouth twitched. Qian Bushen

smiled at him sinisterly and raised the wind and thunder fan in his hand.

(End of this chapter)