"Jiangzhou Martial Saint!"

Sweeping the sky and the earth, stretching endlessly...

This unprecedented scene lasted for a full two minutes.

During this period, the big movie star Liang Feng woke up, and the deafening words repeatedly hit his ears, making his mind buzz. He was so frightened that his face was ashen, and he asked the female manager next to him with a trembling voice: "Who is Jiangzhou Wu Sheng?"

"I can't hear you clearly." The female agent shook her head tremblingly.

"Martial Saint? It's a cult, it must be a cult." Liang Feng looked at the indifferent young man standing at the bottom of the ladder, feeling extremely jealous and resentful. After all, his limelight had been completely robbed, and he would not feel comfortable giving it to anyone else.

If word spreads, where will there be any dignity?

Gritting his teeth, he took out his cell phone and prepared to report it to the police.

However, just after the connection was made and the situation at the airport was explained, a message came from the other side of the phone: "Crazy!"

Then he hung up.

Liang Feng looked at his phone in confusion. The police didn't care? Is that young man who claims to be a martial artist legal?

He curled his neck and looked around again, and finally noticed that there were many people picking up the plane. He seriously doubted whether he had traveled through time. In his memory, he had never heard of that person...

And at this time.

I saw the young man who was the focus of countless eyes, raised his hands and slowly pressed them downwards.

"Jiangzhou Martial Saint!"

After this sound, the crowd inside and outside the airport all closed their lips and teeth, and suddenly became silent, just like a speaker that was suddenly cut off...

Liang Feng and the female manager were stunned. Someone who has reached this level definitely has the supreme authority!

now.

A faint smile appeared on Zhao Fan's face, "As expected, I'm back. From today on, as long as I'm here, no rat in the world will dare to invade China."

The faces of many extraordinary beings turned red with excitement, and they once again shouted wildly, "Long live Zhao Wusheng!"

Zhao Fan nodded slightly, raised his hand and pressed it down again, and the silence returned to the place. He said again: "One person's strength is not a long-term solution. If the whole body is strong, it will flourish forever! Therefore, I would like to announce a benefit here.

Created corresponding skills for the Chinese extraordinary, there are

Martial arts, including music skills, literary systems, and ascetics. Everyone will disperse first, and in seven days go to the martial arts associations in your respective regions to receive the martial arts that suit you. I hope that in the near future, there will be no need to

If I show up, China will be able to shock the world!"

"Thank you Zhao Wusheng!"

All the extraordinary people who came to pick up the plane knelt on their knees and saluted like pilgrims.

And Zhao Fan, as if taking a walk, picked up the extremely cute Xiang Xiang, shuttled through the crowd, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Until now.

Those extraordinary beings stood up and began to leave.

Soon after, only the staff and ordinary passengers were left in the huge airport. Among them, Liang Feng, who was not noticed, was pale and was supported by the female agent as he walked out. He was shocked. What kind of person was he?

He was around 20 years old, and he actually said some heroic words and convinced so many people!

Then, he picked up his phone, clicked on a celebrity group on WeChat where all members were celebrities, and described the previous situation.

Soon a front-line martial arts star replied, "Jiangzhou Wusheng? That is the god in my mind! What a pity. I am filming here in Thailand, otherwise I would have picked up the plane. Oh, I would have known better."

I pushed back the schedule, otherwise I wouldn’t have missed the opportunity to see the saint’s true form.”

"Do you know him?" Liang Feng asked.

"I know him, but he doesn't know me." The martial arts star made a sad expression, "Zhao Wusheng is the strongest person standing on top of the world, and no one can compete with him!"

Suddenly, another A-list female star whose second spring was popular all over the country posted, "Jiangzhou? Zhao Wusheng? His name is Zhao Fan?!"

"Don't call Zhao Wusheng by his first name." The martial arts star replied with a serious tone, "Eh? Yaqi, how did you know?"

"Brother Fan and I know each other."

That female star was Yang Yaqi. She typed with a smile: "If I hadn't met him by chance, I might have met with something unexpected. By the way, do you remember Qianqian?"

"Qianqian? Is it Lin Qianqian?" Liang Feng had an impression of the newcomer who became famous in the first half of the year, so he said: "I remember she had a very good relationship with you, and then she left the circle inexplicably. Why did you suddenly mention her?"

"Yes." Yang Yaqi: "She is Brother Fan's wife."

"Damn!" The martial arts star was extremely shocked: "I just looked through the video, and the face of the man who came to cut off her beard at her last concert really seemed to be Zhao Wusheng! Yaqi, you and Qianqian are considered sisters, and

I must have a good relationship with Zhao Wusheng. The next time we meet, I would like to remind you, brother, I never thought that for the first time in my life, I would be jealous of someone, or a woman, but it was you."

The other celebrities dived silently without knowing why, and they were all confused: Jiangzhou Wusheng? Zhao Wusheng? What is that...

…

Zhao Fan didn't know that his return to China would not only disturb a large number of extraordinary people, but also shock the big names in the entertainment industry. After leaving the airport, he brought Xiangxiang to the Su family.

The result was embarrassing. This big house was like an empty nest with only two guards.

Because all the members of the Su family ran to the airport to pick up the plane and have not returned yet, they arrived a little late and did not squeeze into the airport. Although the leaders were Wu Zun and Grand Master, those extraordinary people who came from all over the country, no matter how strong or weak, were all for

When Wu Sheng picked him up at the airport, the Su family did not intrude directly and kept a low profile on the street outside.

Zhao Fan did not see it. As for Su Xi, he was in Qinyin Pavilion and not at home outside.

Zhao Fan waited for a while, but no one from the Su family came back, so he took out a storage ring, wiped off the mark and gave it to the guard, saying, "When your master comes back, give this to him."

As soon as the words fell, he and Xiangxiang disappeared into thin air like a gust of wind.

The two guards knelt on the ground and burst into tears with excitement. They were unable to pick up the plane because they were on duty. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, not only did the rightful owner come over, but they also had a few words of face-to-face conversation at close range. It was truly a great honor!

However, if they knew that the ring contained magic weapons and treasures that they could not obtain in a hundred lifetimes, they might just run away...

Zhao Fan didn't waste time and then came to Feng's house.

As soon as he appeared, he saw a graceful figure standing outside the gate of the Feng family land, it was Feng Qingcheng.

Zhao Fan put down the incense and said with a smile: "Qingcheng."

"Brother Fan." Feng Qingcheng stepped forward to greet you and said, "I knew you would come, so I didn't go."

Zhao Fan gave a thumbs up. I don't know if it was due to entering the Holy Realm, practicing the Secret Code of Soul Tribulation, or having enlightenment. In the other person's eyes, he could feel a vague admiration for himself.

However, he pretended not to see anything and chatted and laughed with Feng Qingcheng as before.

"Brother, little master, who is this big sister?" Xiangxiang felt that she was being ignored and protested, pulling Zhao Fan's clothes to make her presence felt.

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Zhao Fan moved Xiangxiang in front of him and introduced her: "This is Xiangxiang, she can be considered my sister."

"So cute." Feng Qingcheng's eyes and attention were all on the former, then he realized that there was a little girl next to him, so he knelt down and asked, "How old are you?"

"..." Xiangxiang said awkwardly: "Six years old."

Feng Qingcheng palmed it and found a big lollipop.

"Thank you, big sister." Xiangxiang is open to modern snacks, tearing open the package and stuffing them into her mouth.

Feng Qingcheng took her little hand and welcomed Zhao Fan into the clan house. However, the Feng family was similar to the Su family. Basically, all members of the Feng family were sent out and never came back.

Zhao Fan asked strangely: "It's been quite a while, why haven't anyone from the Su family or your family arrived home?"

"The martial arts families in the capital took advantage of today's opportunity to hold a martial arts conference." Feng Qingcheng spread his hands, "I'm afraid it won't end until this time tomorrow."

"All right."

Zhao Fan chatted with Feng Qingcheng for a while, then took a walk in Feng Mansion to enjoy the scenery. He stayed for about two hours and said goodbye to her. Then he saw that Feng Qingcheng was reluctant to leave her. After Zhao Fan thought about it for a while, he hugged her gently.
Chapter completed!