Fish swimming around the world

Xuanyuan Busheng stopped for a moment, turned to look in the direction of Jiang Fan, but didn't say anything, and turned around as if to leave.

Jiang Fan didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly shouted: "Heroes stay!"

Xuanyuan Busheng was slightly stunned. Taking advantage of this stall, Mr. Jiang jumped to the cliff as fast as possible.

"We meet again." Jiang Fan smiled and bowed seriously. Facing this legendary figure who was number one in the world, Jiang Fan was cautious and solemn, and at the same time his heart was filled with excitement.

Xuanyuan Bu Sheng, see Xuanyuan Bu Sheng again! And I just witnessed his power with my own eyes. Although I can't understand how powerful that ordinary punch is, it doesn't hinder the result. Seeing it with my own eyes, this is truly an invincible posture!

Xuanyuan Busheng looked at him calmly: "We don't owe each other anything."

Jiang Fan nodded: "The old guy also asked me to bring this sentence to you."

Xuanyuan Busheng nodded slightly: "Sun Daotong..."

Jiang Fan suddenly had an inexplicable and strange thought. He wanted to find out who was more powerful between the three-hundred-year-old demon and this unparalleled strong man. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "The old man said that he wants to compete with you someday..."

Xuanyuan Sheng glanced at him: "He wouldn't say that."

Jiang Fan was stunned. Damn it, so absolute?

Xuanyuan said without hesitation: "Nothing, farewell."

"Huh? Wait, wait..." Jiang Fan quickly called him.

"As I ask, why did you stop the strong man from another land again?"

Xuanyuan Bu Sheng just replied: "If you are not of my race, your heart must be different."

"Uh... I just want to ask about the specific reason..."

Xuanyuan Bu Sheng did not answer, but glanced at Jiang Fan: "There is something strange in your body, and there is cause and effect on you."

After that, he ignored Jiang Fan and left.

Seeing him break through the waves and leave, Jiang Fan was very confused. This man seemed to be very indifferent to him. Did he not want to have anything to do with him, or did he treat everyone like this?

Strong people seem to be a bit weird.

Shaking his head, Jiang Fan was a little helpless and couldn't find out anything. Finally, he heard an inexplicable sentence.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Wusheng had left Duanjiang, he had no choice but to go back home.

But before he had gone far, he noticed that there were three more people in front of him.

It was the Namada trio.

One of them, with his head wrapped in white cloth, pointed at Jiang Fan: "Just now, he was watching."

The other man with a black cloth on his head just said one word: "Kill."

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes and seemed to want to silence him. Did he not want what happened just now to spread? In other words, they simply don't want people to know about their trip to Xia Kingdom?

When he thought of this, Jiang Fan did not panic, but looked at Moda: "Buddha country people, what are you doing in Xia country?"

As soon as he said these words, he basically showed that he didn't meet him by chance, and there was no need to hide it. People were going to take action anyway, so he might as well use their curiosity to see if he could ask anything.

Moda stared at him: "You...an ordinary person? Who are you?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "Tell me why you went to Xia Country, and I will tell you my identity."

The man in the black turban said immediately: "Catch him and interrogate him."

Moda waved his hand slightly: "That person just now had no true energy fluctuations either."

Jiang Fan felt happy in his heart. Xuanyuan Busheng did not cultivate the true essence, and this seemed to have some kind of psychological impact on the other party.

Therefore, he became more and more calm, looking at the three people smiling and saying nothing.

Moda looked him up and down, and finally said slowly: "You have a weird body, what is your relationship with that person?"

Jiang Fan just said lightly: "Master doesn't like to talk, but I want to ask and exchange news?"

The thick-skinned Mr. Jiang decisively used the tiger skin to make a coat. Anyway, people like Xuanyuan Shisheng may not be seen anymore.

"You? Are you his disciple?"

Jiang Fan seemed a little impatient: "Change it or not, or leave."

The man in the white turban looked at Moda and said, "The princess has an order not to reveal the information."

But Jiang Fan could tell that Moda cared very much about Xuanyuan Busheng, and there was endless anger in his eyes. Sure enough, Moda ignored the white turban and said solemnly: "Tell me who he is, and I will tell you about Xia Kingdom."

There is a high probability that he will not tell the truth, Jiang Fan judged it this way, but lying can also be used as a starting point for analysis, so he can still try it. Anyway, he is not ready to tell the truth.

"You tell me first, and I'll tell you."

The white turban wanted to stop him, but Moda, who was filled with humiliation and anger, pushed him away.

"Okay, let's go find the king of Xia Kingdom."

Jiang Fan's mind moved. The Maurya Dynasty went to find King Xia? What's going on between two countries separated by thousands of miles?

"Why?"

Moda said coldly: "I can't say, just tell me, that person."

Jiang Fan pondered for a moment, then snorted softly, and bad thoughts suddenly emerged: "His name is Wu Daye. He is a body refiner. If he wants to know more, he can give him information in exchange."

"Uncle Wu..."

Moda frowned slightly, as if he was wondering whether he had heard this person's name.

But obviously, it was impossible for him to remember anything.

What made Jiang Fan unhappy was that he had no intention of continuing to exchange news. The three of them seemed to exchange glances, and the black turban looked directly into the distance.

Jiang Fan snorted in his heart, he still wanted to take action.

At this moment, a voice came from behind the three of them: "He asked you to retreat, it's time to go."

The three of them suddenly looked back and found a white-haired old woman, leaning on a cane and with a stooped body, but she exuded a heart-stopping sword energy.

Moda looked shocked. Strictly speaking, he was not worried about this old woman and was even confident that he could defeat her. But her appearance and talking like this clearly meant that Wu Daye was still staring at the extremely terrifying Hua Hua. Moda is extremely afraid of the strong men of the clan.

Finally, he glanced at the other party, then looked back at Jiang Fan, and slowly retreated with the other two people.

After confirming that they were really gone, Jiang Fan sighed: "Senior Wenren, you came a little early, I still want to make some excuses."

The old woman just heard the news and waved her hand casually: "They are already murderous, there is nothing more to say."

Jiang Fan also sighed: "What a waste of time..."

Wenren Fengliu looked at him a little surprised: "Not for nothing, you actually saw Xuanyuan Busheng. It's really surprising. What did you say?"

He was not born with any talent, so he hid a little far away in order not to be discovered. Of course, he didn't hear the whole process clearly, but Jiang Fan was surprised that Wenren Fengliu actually knew Xuanyuan Shengsheng.

"I didn't say anything. Xuanyuan Bu Sheng didn't talk much. He just asked Ah San and the others to retreat. I didn't get any news, otherwise I wouldn't have tried to make excuses. But...old handsome guy, how did you know that person was Xuanyuan Bu Sheng?"

Wenren Fengliu said casually: "I've seen it before. Back in the East China Sea, he defeated the Sea Dragon King with three punches. I was watching."

Only then did Jiang Fan understand, "Tell me, why does Xuanyuan Wusheng keep blocking the foreign races?"

Wenren Fengliu shook his head: "I don't know, but a few of the most powerful people know that any strong foreigner who wants to step into the Chinese land must ask for this fist."