After reviewing the information of the two people in front of Wu Sheng, Nangong Fan couldn't help but sigh.

These two are more than a hundred years older than Wu Sheng, one is from the Five Elements Sect and the other is from the Law Enforcement Alliance, both of them have more than one hundred and fifty star strength. I have to say that the top three are all from the three Tianzun, which shows that the strong are always strong.

Soon, Nangong Fan really saw what it means to be a strong man. The top 30, except for a few five seats, are all occupied by these three forces. Even the Wu Dynasty, which seems to have a larger territory, is even weaker than those two in the Tianjiao seat.

What really aroused Nangong Fan's interest was that he actually saw two old acquaintances in it.

One of them is the only one outside the three major forces to squeeze into the top ten seats, ranking fifth, Tianjiao from Yizhou, the ghost world soul sky. The cultivation of one hundred and thirty stars is so dazzling.

The other is from the Five Elements Sect, one of the three major forces, ranked eleven, Qingcheng Huang of the Qingluan family. This guy also has a full 127-star cultivation.

"Fortunately, when I flew to the Five Elements State, I didn't directly break into this Qingcheng Phoenix..."

Nangong Fan thought about it like this, and suddenly felt that something was wrong... It seems that it is not Nangong Fan who has a grudge against them, but Kurosawa? He is still completely in the dark now, even if he wanders around in front of these two people at will, it is estimated that they will not be able to tell the difference.

Thinking of this, Nangong Fan had a cheap smile on the corner of his mouth, "Hmm... Brother Kurosawa, I can only say sorry to you. You may not have come to the Ten States before you were remembered by the two heavens. ”

Thinking about Tianjiao, who ranked fifth and eleventh in the entire ten states, he was about to kill Hei Ze when he saw him, Nangong Fan had no other good way to help Hei Ze except for silent mourning...

With a cynical attitude, Nangong Fan continued to watch...

"He Xiaozhu, the newly promoted saint daughter of the Forty-One and Fifteenth Elements Sect, is a hundred and five star cultivators. ”

Nangong Fan's eyes showed a touch of gratitude, and he took a few deep glances at He Xiaozhu's light and shadow before continuing to look.

"This He Xiaozhu is worthy of being the descendant of the Nine Heavens Divine Venerable, ninety-five stars, but he has entered the middle of a bunch of one hundred and twenty stars. However, Li Botong, who is the forty-second life, is also from the Five Elements Sect, and most of them are unlucky people who were squeezed out of the top ten of the Five Elements Sect by He Xiaozhu and lost the position of the Holy Son. ”

"Huh... Why is this Li Botong so familiar?"

Nangong Fan was shocked, frowned slightly, and only reacted after a while, the handsome young man who passed by outside the Tianji Pavilion seemed to be Li Botong?

"It seems that this guy has sensed the crisis and walked out of the Five Elements Sect to practice. ”

Nangong Fan smiled, and after giving Kurosawa a moment of silence, he mourned for this unlucky guy for a few seconds.

This guy came to Wuzhou for training, most likely because he wanted to regain the position of the Holy Son, but he wanted to surpass who was not good, but he wanted to surpass He Xiaozhu... I have to say that this is a tragedy, maybe he can really work hard to become a holy son, but beyond He Xiaozhu, there is probably no chance in this life.

The Nine Heavens Divine Venerable doesn't want to lose face? His disciples, only the truth of constantly surpassing one Tianjiao after another, where will the people who surpass it have the opportunity to catch up with them again?

After reading Li Botong, Nangong Fan continued to browse, but he didn't find anything that caught his attention.

Until...

Come to the last two seats.

Nangong Fan's body was stunned, and he shouted loudly, "Father-in-law?"

The mind sank into it, this penultimate place is the Nangong Bufan, who is only more than seventy stars now, you must know that it was not until the fifth to last place that it fell below the hundred-star mark, but all of them reached the ninety-nine-star Tianjiao.

This seventy-two star is a little uncomfortable no matter how you look at it.

"It's my father-in-law. Nangong Fan's pupils flickered, and he was amazed, but there were some strange things, now it seems that his creation and talent are not under Nangong Bufan's Black Tyrant?

"My father-in-law is in Huangzhou, and I can't find him for a short time. ”

Shaking his head, after watching Nangong's extraordinary achievements, he moved his gaze to the last place, that is, Tianjiao, who was recognized as one hundred serial numbers in the entire Ten States...

"It's... Who is it?"

Nangong Fan was even more confused than when he saw Nangong Bufan, just judging from the whole light and shadow, how could he be a little like Heize?

"I guess I'm dazzled..."

Nangong Fan didn't forget that when he was thrown into the Starry Sky Realm at the age of sixteen and just an adult, Kurosawa had only turned eighteen not long ago. Even if his talent is extremely high, he doesn't have enough time to jump to the ** now, even if it is only the last seat of the Ten States and the Hundred Heavenly Pride, it is absolutely impossible.

After all, this is ranked according to strength, which can be regarded as opening the way for the grand event of the entire human race in two or three hundred years, not according to the talent of one person. Otherwise, looking at this data, most of the people in the first place are Nangong Bufan.

Nangong Fan took a few deep breaths before sinking his mind into the last ray of light and shadow.

"One hundred and fifty-two years old. Sixty-five stars, who had a conflict with Qingcheng Huang in the Five Elements Sect, did not lose the first time, and even fought back, and after many researches, it was tentatively set at one hundred. ”

Obviously, Tianji Pavilion was a little helpless with this Kurosawa, and he couldn't give a fixed number at all, so he could only rely on his previous experience to set it above a hundred.

"One hundred and fifty-two years old, very different from the Kurosawa I know... Shouldn't it be a person?" Nangong Fan rubbed his chin and made a conclusion for the time being.

"However, is there really a person in this world who has the same name and even looks the same?"

This doubt was hidden deep in his heart, but it didn't have much to do with it now, so he abandoned it for the time being.

Nangong Fan withdrew from this room, and for some reason he always felt as if he was missing something, but this ** jade slip has nothing to be nostalgic for, and he can come to see it at any time if he wants to, so he directly withdrew his divine thoughts.

He put away the two jade slips that he could use in the future, returned to the wooden bed, and meditated cross-legged.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Nangong Fan was awakened by the noisy sound outside, and couldn't help but smile slightly, "This store is not very good at business, if I engrave a few formations to ensure privacy and eliminate the sound outside, the pricing of this room can be raised." ”

Now that he has woken up, Nangong Fan has no interest in continuing to cultivate, the aura of the town here is far inferior to that in the mine road, even if he has the necklace given by the Nine Heavens God Venerable, the cultivation speed is much slower than that of the spirit gathering array under the mine road.

It's the same thing whether he cultivates or not, so he just checked out and left.

The sun was just showing a small head, and the morning light bathed in the avenue.

Many breakfast shops have been put up, and most of the people walking on the street are naked and strong, all of them have very loud voices, and they can vaguely hear the sound of scolding from the buildings everywhere.

Which of these strong men, who are accustomed to seeing life and death, will be afraid?

Nangong Fan smiled slightly, and casually found Fang to sit down early.

"Guest officer, a bowl of medium-grade spirit stones for small noodles, and two medium-grade spirit stones for Zhenzi noodles..."Xiao Er shouted.

"A bowl of noodles. Nangong Fan opened his mouth leisurely and took out two medium-grade spirit stones casually.

"Okay!" Xiao Er neatly put away the spirit stone and left with a cheerful step.

Taking advantage of the gap before the face came up, Nangong Fan leisurely looked at the surrounding scene. In these four four large round tables and three small tables, most of them are seven or eight strong men sitting together, shouting something in their mouths. He was the only one.

"I heard that the group of dead tigers has grabbed the task of digging the 'Lingguang Grass' again. A big man said scoldingly.

"I think the Dead Tiger and his gang are in collusion with the Mercenary Guild..."

Before the big man's voice fell, he was knocked hard by his companions beside him, this person looked around a few times, and glared fiercely at Nangong Fan, who happened to fall on them, "Brute bull, don't be foolish." Want to be blacklisted by those ruthless people?"

"Hey, boss, what are you afraid of? Where did the brute bull say it wrong? This is basically an open secret, what's the matter?" the big man who first mentioned this topic lowered his voice, "Speaking of which, the adventurers on this line we often walk, whether they are in a group or alone, add up to not 10,000 but 8,000." If they unite, how can there be anything to do with the mercenary unions? Why should they be oppressed?"

"Don't talk about it again. The boss cleared his throat and smiled helplessly, "We are all low-level spiritual paths, and the world we have access to is still too narrow. Those big families issue bounties, and the only ones they trust are the mercenary union. What's more, the mercenary union actually doesn't look down on us little shrimps who take on daily tasks, and it is said that in the headquarters of Weiwuguan, there is a real formed mercenary army, and we like us are not even qualified to enter it to become cannon fodder..."

Nangong Fan tilted his head and listened with relish, still thinking about what the "Lingguang Grass" that several strong men were talking about. Xiao Er's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, "Guest officer, the face of the face is here." ”

The hot cheeky noodles immediately attracted all his attention, and he licked his lips, "It's quite fragrant." ”

Nangong Fan was just about to raise his hand and move the face of Xiao Er on the table in front of him, but one hand was faster than him...

He frowned, but unfortunately that man's strength was not only above him, but also had the advantage of being the first move. He had to watch as the face he had been waiting for fell into his hands.

"Brother, isn't that right?"

"A high-grade spirit stone. A cold voice replied.

Nangong Fan raised his face... Li Botong?

"This is not the style of the Five Elements Sect. ”

Li Botong was unmoved, and casually threw a high-grade spirit stone on the table, which happened to slide in front of Nangong Fan.

"You can go. ”

After speaking, he picked up the chopsticks and began to eliminate this "bought at a high price" face, ignoring the victim at all.

Nangong Fan only felt the endless humiliation spreading in his heart, and glanced at Li Botong deeply, and he grasped the spirit stone in front of him tightly.

A trace of contempt flashed in Li Botong's pupils, who lowered his head.

Nangong Fan laughed nervously, "Then I thank you so much." ”

"No, I don't. You'd better hurry up and leave. Li Botong replied without raising his head.

"Huh. Nangong Fan stood up straight, holding the high-grade spirit stone tightly in his hand.

Many noodle eaters have their eyes on him, although these strong men did not say it directly, but only the word "bad seed" was revealed.

Nangong Fan naturally didn't care much about their gaze, turned around, and took a step. A drop of blood could be seen slipping from the palm of his hand, but before it could fall, it was burned and burned without showing a trace.

He looked indifferent, as if he had never been humiliated, and every step was so steady, until he disappeared into this noodle shop, and the other strong men who were not too busy to see the excitement retracted their eyes, and their eyes were full of regret.

Then, almost without greeting, everyone turned their attention to Li Botong, who had just wiped out the noodles.

The silver necklace was so dazzling in the faint sunlight that these strong men temporarily dispelled the thoughts in their hearts, but looking at the way their eyes flickered, it was obvious that they would not stop there.