Fast Travel: A Strong Chasing Husband

"Yan Guannan, I will definitely make you regret today!" Di Yun gritted his teeth and took out a handful of talisman paper.

These talisman papers were specially obtained from Fu Zong. Yan Guannan has many magic weapons, so where is he so bad?

There is nothing else in their Myriad Spirit Sect, that is, there is no shortage of spirit stones. As long as he wants the magic weapon in this world, he can also get it!

Losing to Yan Guannan that day was simply a great humiliation in his life, today, he must get back his face!

Yan Guannan smiled and said, "Then give it a try."

Di Yun's preparations this time were indeed quite sufficient, and he brought about seventy or eighty pieces of talisman paper alone.

Yan Guannan threw out the immortal rope, but found that there was no trace of Di Yun on the immortal rope.

Surprised, Yan Guannan realized that the talisman papers on Di Yun's body could hide his figure and aura. If he didn't reach Di Yun, he had to turn around and return to Yan Guannan's wrist.

Di Yun laughed triumphantly, and threw several talisman papers towards Yan Guannan.

Yan Guannan directly sacrificed a small golden bell from the storage bag, and the golden bell suddenly became larger, and a transparent golden cauldron emerged around Yan Guannan's body, and golden runes floated around it, blocking all the violent impact of the rune paper.

Seeing this, Di Yun threw out a few more powerful thunderbolts, but Yan Guannan used the corresponding magic weapon to defuse them one by one.

The two fought brilliantly, and the sky was dark, and everyone in the audience was dazzled and amazed——

"Yan Guannan is holding a fire fan made by Fengwei, right?"

"My mother, the ice beads have come out, how many magic weapons are there on the two of them?"

"Fu Zong Ten Thousand Ghosts Avoiding Evil Talisman, isn't it only a thousand spirit stones to buy one? Is it just used in fighting skills?"

"The two of them... are actually not here to fight, but to show off their wealth?"

"..."

As soon as these words came out, there was silence.

Lu Li looked at the fire seal that Yan Guannan took out, and finally couldn't help but sink his face, couldn't stop looking at Xie Bingchen, and said: "Junior Brother Xie, the fire seal is the treasure of your Ice Cave Mansion, it is actually To be used by Yan Guannan in this way, it is too disrespectful to the fire seal."

Xie Bingchen said indifferently: "The magic weapon is refined, it is for use, this fire seal is not useless after one use, it is just right for senior brother to defend himself."

Lu Li twitched the corners of his mouth, turned his face away and didn't say anything more.

Hu Yi was speechless, and said: "The face of the sect is about to be humiliated. We are a great sect that is rich in sword cultivation. As soon as Yan Guannan went up, he started throwing magic weapons to compete without saying a word. What's the matter? ah?"

The most important thing in the sect is the inheritance of family traditions. The Wuzhou Grand Competition has already defaulted to using sectarian Taoism to compete, otherwise, even if you win, you will be laughed at.

Xie Bingchen remained calm and said, "Wouldn't it be more embarrassing to lose?"

Hu Yi choked for a moment, and had to admit, "That's true."

Yan Guannan and Di Yun, each with a magic weapon, had been pecking at each other for a stick of incense on the platform.

The fight between the two was like back and forth, back and forth, and the magic weapons in their hands were pretty much the same, just enough to resist each other's attacks.

Everyone's surprise from the beginning turned into numbness later.

Oh, this is a protective spell worth tens of thousands of spirit stones.

It's just a thunderbolt, only a thousand or eight hundred spirit stones.

It's nice to have money.

I just want to see when they can use up all the magic weapons on their bodies.

Yan Guannan threw out the last amulet.

This time he was not prepared enough, because he came out with the big boss of the sect, so he didn't take safety too seriously.

Seeing that it was about to reach the end of the crossbow, Yan Guannan simply finished throwing away the talisman paper, and did not continue to take out the magic weapon.

Di Yun was holding a flaming whip, and his eyes gleamed with pride.

"How about it, admit defeat." Di Yun said: "Young Master, I still have hundreds of magic weapons. You can't come up with any good things, right?"

Yan Guannan smiled helplessly, and then he moved his feet, and saw a swaying figure suddenly disappeared in place, and before anyone could see clearly, Yan Guannan had already appeared behind Di Yun.

"I've said it all, I saw you hit you once, why can't I remember?" A cool, playful voice sounded from behind Di Yun, and before he had time to sacrifice the magic weapon, Yan Guannan held the collar and gave it to him. He threw it hard towards the audience.

Di Yun was caught off guard by such a rear attack, and before he had time to say anything, he flew directly out of the Dao Discussion Stage.

At the same time, a golden rope followed closely behind, swishing and swishing three times, tying up the unsuspecting Di Yun.

Di Yun: "..."

Di Yun was in a daze for a while, and then managed to get up from the ground.

"You, you actually attacked!" After realizing what happened, Di Yun howled immediately, angrily broke free from the immortal rope, and said angrily at Yan Guannan: "This is not counted, Yan Guannan, you despicable villain, you Shameless! Untie this broken rope for me, bastard!"

Yan Guannan leisurely took out a plain handkerchief and wiped his hands, and said as he walked down the stage: "Why am I so shameless? The time to play with you for a stick of incense is already considered as the best of humanity."

While speaking, Yan Guannan had already come to Di Yun, and raised his hand to squeeze his little face with a smile, like a disciple.

Di Yun's eyes were already breathing fire, and he wished he could eat Yan Guannan.

"If it weren't for the sake of giving me a head before you, I wouldn't be too lazy to play house with you." Yan Guannan was very angry and said, "Baby, it's been six years, and I can't make any progress at all. No, I still only use the Immortal Binding Rope."

"You..." Di Yun was so angry that his face was flushed and he could hardly speak.

Yan Guannan retracted the immortal rope, raised his eyebrows at him, and went down.

Di Yun ran away with his face flushed.

Yan Guannan glanced back at him, looked at his fleeing back, and commented: "It's so cute."

System 213: "..."

Take the bamboo shoots!

I'm afraid Di Yun will have a psychological shadow from now on.

Yan Guannan is quite insidious, on the surface he laughs and fights with others, but in fact he has become a self-cultivator behind the scenes.

The so-called physical training is a Taoist method that relies entirely on tempering the body to improve one's cultivation.

In today's world, physical training has occupied a very small part from ancient times to the present.

The realm of comprehension, where spells are king, has always relied on spiritual roots to speak.

Physical training belongs to the part that is not thankful, not only tiring, but also the growth rate of cultivation base is extremely slow.

But it suits Yan Guannan very well.

Even if he kept saying that he relied on his father and his junior, but by nature, how could he, the strongest alpha in the Federation, become a moth who relied on others for his food in the world of characters?

Yan Guannan is not used to relying on anyone.

Coming to this strange world with such a useless body, Yan Guannan was still depressed for a while.

Fortunately, he still has System 213. Although this system feels a bit stupid to him, some basic information can still be provided.

For example, Taoism suitable for his cultivation.

Physical training is somewhat similar to the physical skills that Yan Guannan practiced in the federal era, and the requirements for spiritual roots are not high. It is most suitable for people like Yan Guannan who are mediocre but can endure hardships.

In six years, it was enough for Yan Guannan to master the introductory meaning of physical arts.

Although, the original owner aspired to become a sword cultivator like Xie Bingchen, and worked hard for more than ten years.

But Yan Guannan had already seen through everything on the second day of his arrival, and refused to fulfill the impossible wish of the original owner.

Facts have proved that his choice is correct.

"Yan Guannan, how did he become so powerful?"

"What kind of method is he doing?"

"That move just now, I didn't see how he got there at all."

"Could it be that Elder Yan still hides some secret technique that can make the waste wood break through the confinement of talent in a short time?"

"It's true that scholars will treat each other with admiration for three days. Even Yan Guannan can become so powerful. Brothers and sisters, why don't you work hard?"

"..."

Jian Rongdao stared at Yan Guannan who had returned triumphantly, with a somewhat ugly expression on his face.

"He has turned to physical cultivation." Elder Yinghua said in a rather surprised tone, but also with a bit of appreciation, "Physical cultivation must be practiced by those with great perseverance, and the price he pays is more than ordinary people. It takes ten times more to reach the cultivation level of ordinary people, unexpectedly, Yan Guannan looks like a dude, but he is actually practicing in seclusion, Yan Ruyu's son is really worthy of being an ordinary person."

Jian Rongdao remained calm on the surface, but snorted in his heart, and thought to himself: Even if it is changed to body skills, so what?Trash is trash, even if you give him another 100 years, he still won't be able to break through the golden core.

"Senior brother made this move just now, but he was astonished." Xie Bingchen said to Yan Guannan who was sitting beside him.

"It's called, if you don't fly for three years, you will fly to the sky, and if you don't make a song for three years, you will be a blockbuster." Yan Guannan was very proud, and joked to Xie Bingchen: "There is a contrast to be shocking. For example, if the younger brother wins the championship this time, it is only expected. It’s just something in the middle of the day, I’m not sure, it’s not as shocking as mine.”

Xie Bingchen smiled and said: "After this one time, everyone in the cultivation world will know that senior brother is just hiding his clumsiness."

Yan Guannan rubbed his chin and said, "At least it's your senior brother, he's too much for a living, it's embarrassing for you to say it, isn't it?"

Xie Bingchen's eyes were dark, and he said, "Then I really need to thank senior brother for taking care of my face."

Yan Guannan and Xie Bingchen looked at each other, always feeling that there was something inexplicable in those eyes that looked like a deep pool.

But soon, Xie Bingchen hid all these mixed and unclear emotions deep in his eyes.

Yan Guannan soon lost his mind to explore what it was.

Because Xie Bingchen was challenged by others, he has already stepped onto the stage of discussion.

The one who challenged Xie Bingchen was Feng Xingtian, the young patriarch of Fengshen Sect.

Feng Xingtian is also a leader of the younger generation, born with wind spirit roots, and is a rare pure Dharma cultivation in the cultivation world.

He uses the wind as a weapon and has an extraordinary demeanor. As soon as he takes the stage, his clothes flutter like a fairy, attracting the attention of many female cultivators.

Xie Bingchen was obviously not so flashy.

He held a sword and landed directly on the table with a calm expression, like a sword repairer without emotion. Although he was young, he had an extraordinary aura.

Feng Xingtian looked at Xie Bingchen, and his gaze finally fell on the Hanyuan Sword.

The reputation of Han Yuanjian is far greater than that of Xie Bingchen.