A group of people, before they could wake up from the joy of seeing Lu Fan back, were brought directly to reality by Lu Fan.
"What good or bad news?"
Zhong Boyong frowned: "About what?"
"The current situation."
Lu Fan said calmly: "Actually, we should have come back a long time ago, but on the way back, we met an old acquaintance, so we were delayed a little."
"Who?" Zhong Boyong asked subconsciously.
"Tiangang Feng." Lu Fan said calmly.
"Tiangang Feng?"
Several people were all stunned. They felt that this name seemed a bit familiar, but at first thought, they couldn't remember it.
"The Immortal Supreme of the Martial Alliance."
Lu Fan calmly explained the origin: "Do you still remember Gu Qingtian? The special envoy of the Martial Alliance, a half-step supreme strongman, was attacked and seriously injured while investigating the Yu family's bank. His master was the headquarters of the Martial Alliance.
Tiangang Feng, known as the Immortal Supreme..."
"He once had a problem with my division, and it was with his own strength that he stopped the attack of the three major body temperers in Nanhai Province."
Several people stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
It was Zhong Boyong who thought of it first: "I know, he was the old man who suddenly came to our hotel to see you that day!"
He looked resentful: "I remember that after he left, Brother Lu suffered a lot of injuries, all thanks to this man!"
That day Tiangangfeng found Lu Fan and Song Yingyu. After revealing that Song Yingyu was named after him, he patted Lu Fan on the shoulder and almost killed Lu Fan.
"Well, that's the person." Lu Fan nodded.
"Have you met him?"
After recalling the origin of Tiangang Feng, the expressions of several people changed.
The truly ancient Great Supreme, a living myth in the martial arts world!
Lu Fan, who was once so strong, couldn't bear his slap in the face. This time, intercepting Lu Fan halfway must have been planned for a long time!
"Don't worry, he already knows where I went and knows that I will definitely come back today."
Lu Fan exhaled softly: "He was waiting for me on the road that I had to pass long ago, and there was no chance to escape."
Originally, Lu Fan's strength had greatly increased in the South China Sea Wonderland this time. It was supposed that he would not be afraid of anyone when he returned to Middle-earth.
Those so-called supreme beings were not worth mentioning in Lu Fan's eyes.
But the only person worth fearing is the living fossil of the Chinese martial arts world, Tiangang Feng.
"What does he want from you?"
Qin Ruhai frowned and looked at Lu Fan nervously: "He didn't do anything to you, right?"
"It's natural."
Lu Fan smiled: "Not only did he not do anything to me, he also showed enough sincerity."
"Sincerity?"
Several people were even more confused and had no idea what Lu Fan was talking about.
"To put it simply, Tiangang Feng represents the Wu Meng. If he wants to cooperate with me, he wants to clear up the past grudges and get us and the Wu Meng to stand on the same front."
Lu Fan stopped pretending and said calmly: "According to Tiangang Feng, the existence of overseas monks is not a secret to the senior officials of the Martial Alliance and major aristocratic families. There have even been secret contacts with them."
"You have all seen the lost and isolated existence of the overseas fairyland. It has powerful methods and countless magic weapons. It is simply not a force that the martial arts community in China can contend with."
"But at that time, the Four Great Immortals were protected by the innate magic circle, which not only restricted the entry of outsiders, but was also like a prison, controlling these monks within a fixed range of activities and unable to leave for thousands of years."
