The observation deck is dead silent, and the plain is full of tension.

Many high-ranking members of the beggar society, as well as the heads of the people stationed in various places, all held their breath and did not dare to disturb the conversation between the two leaders.

"The only one who can kill God is God, and that one is no longer human."

Potter looked at Yan Changsha.

This Xuanfa mixed-race son of the heavens, and he has seen that the gods are not bad in the year of his establishment, and he is the first day of the beggar society in three hundred years.

Although he and Mu Longcheng do not have the name of master and apprentice, kung fu is taught by Mu Longcheng.

Nominally, the Beggar Society, the sole heir of the Dragon City Group.

"Alas!"

Yan Changsha sighed lightly.

His voice was powerful, and he sighed softly, and the hearts of all the masters of the beggar society around him couldn't help but feel heavy for a moment.

"Da Xuan has a long inheritance and is the foundation of all kinds of martial arts, but there are too many mysterious things in it, which can be learned, but cannot be studied deeply."

Yan Changsha looked at Potter, the instructor who had trained him when he was a child, and shook his head:

"Instructor Potter, you are too deep in the devil, how can there be a god in this heaven and earth? It's just a powerful person. ”

"Man has limits, but God does not."

Potter also shook his head, and there was a ripple in his blue eyes: "If the weirdness of the Xiya Mountains was suppressed by him, do you still think so?" ”

The affairs of the Xia Mountains are only secret to ordinary people.

It is not a secret at all for the chaebols and big forces of various countries.

"You're talking about the loss of the Shia Mountains?"

Yan Changsha tapped his fingers on the table, only to feel that the generation gap between himself and Porter was too deep, this blue-eyed white man was more like a Xuanguo than himself with Xuanguo blood.

Moreover, the feet of mud are deep.

"Compared with the rumors, I believe that it was a leak of a virus in a certain country, which caused a large-scale infection, and I think they are the walking dead more than zombies."

Yan Changsha said a word, and he didn't bother to discuss such a stupid topic with Potter, so he said:

"Instructor Potter, I received the death letter you sent, do you have anything else?"

"Words are not speculative, more than half a sentence."

Potter said no more, and turned to leave.

The others' eyes twinkled, and they looked at Yan Changsha.

Yan Changsha tapped on the table, smiled, and let Potter leave.

The Beggar Society is not a strict organization, it is not easy to join, but it is very free to leave, and it is easy not to interfere.

What's more, Potter is the chief instructor of the Beggars' Society, and there are many people who have trained him and have a great influence.

"Leader."

It wasn't until Potter's footsteps could no longer be heard that Yan Changsha's left hand a blonde white man in a crisp suit spoke:

"What are you going to do next?"

"Wait."

Yan Changsha straightened up, and the smile on his face gradually converged:

"Waiting for the 'god' in Potter's mouth!"

On the observation deck, many masters of the begging club were shocked.

They are all masters of cultivation for decades, the elite of the elite, of course, they don't believe the words of the gods in Potter's mouth, however, it is an indisputable fact that that person defeated Mu Long City, such an existence, no one dares to underestimate it.

Including Yan Changsha.

How high the prestige of Mu Long City was, how terrifying the enemy was.

And Mu Longcheng was originally in the begging meeting.

is the leader,

It's a dragon!

......

For this trip, Anderson chose a tanker instead of an airplane.

He has never rejected tools, he uses tools when they are easy to use, tools are not good to use, and then he thinks about other things, and he doesn't care about what foreign things are not foreign things.

Take a gun, make an airplane, the Tao is not pure.

This kind of Tao is too fragile.

After thousands of sails, the original intention has not changed, and the ambition of reading the red dust is still the same, this is the seeker.

On the deck of the tanker, An Qisheng stood in the wind, his natural body shape, as if blending in the sea breeze, extremely harmonious.

Far away, a black line appeared at the end, land, coming.

"Things are different."

An Qisheng sensed slightly.

The East is subtle, the West is unrestrained, and the magnetic field between heaven and earth seems to have been transformed in the humanistic atmosphere.

"Oh? Not again? In this world, there are many people who are not afraid of death. ”

Raising his eyebrows slightly, An Qisheng's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

As soon as his body moved, he had already jumped off the deck.

After Mu Longcheng's death, the Longcheng Group issued a reward for An Qisheng in the underground world, with an amount of up to 1.8 billion Xuan coins, which naturally attracted the attention of countless outlaws.

Daxuan is a forbidden area for mercenaries, and no mercenary group dares to provoke the Eastern Dragon, which is the world's number one land war.

But when Anqisheng stepped out of the country, the mercenaries of various countries had already learned of him.

Tracking along the way, ambushing people, I don't know how many, but most of them sank into the sea silently.

"Oh! Someone jumped into the sea! ”

"Oh my God! Still a Xuanguo person! ”

An Qisheng's actions were not concealed, which naturally attracted bursts of exclamations.

Many foreigners lay on the railing and looked down, only to see Anqi born in the sea breeze, landing on the sea, stepping into the water.

For a while, it caused a commotion.

Whew~~~

The waves of the water rippled and turned to the sides, and An Qisheng stepped into it, like a speedboat riding the wind and waves, and the speed was extremely fast.

The exclamations on the tanker were quickly thrown behind him.

The strength of treading water is not more than his knees, how much is his physical strength stronger than the strength of the transformation?

After more than a month of practice in the snow mountain, his physical strength has made great progress, and no one can compare with him in the gods.

"Huh?!"

Almost at the same time as Anderson stepped on the sea, high above the clouds, above a helicopter, a big black man let go of the transmitter and picked up the walkie-talkie:

"Target, target running on the sea, running on the sea! How did he run, how do I know how he ran? ”

Bang!

As he spoke, an unknown seabird was already running headlong.

His body trembled, and he quickly controlled the direction, and before he could say the curse in his mouth, he saw the overwhelming seabirds rushing towards him in front of him.

"Oh no!"

There was a terrible scream, and a large number of seabirds roared by.

The helicopter whirled, pulling a long smoke into the sea.

In the midst of the waves, An Qisheng glanced faintly.

Sitting quietly in the snowy mountains in January, his harvest is not only the transformation of his physical strength, but also his spirit.

The condensation of Qi Seed is only secondary to the improvement of his own strength, and more importantly, he has been able to communicate the magnetic field of heaven and earth with his own magnetic field, although he cannot burn mountains and boil seas like Jiufu Realm.

But it has been able to convey some simple information, Buddhism is heart-to-heart, that's it, manipulating birds and beasts is naturally easier than manipulating humans.

Just a faint glance, he no longer paid attention, and ran to the land, his speed was fast, but there was no trace of embarrassment in his movements, and between the waves, the sea breeze was whistling.

The whole person is like a fairy.

It didn't take long for him to step into the land.

Some of the people who wanted to stop him couldn't stop him at all, so they could only watch him disappear from sight, and only hurriedly notify the others after a while.

Dragon City Group is located in Luncheng, where the sun never sets.

The headquarters of the beggars' society is not in the country where the sun never sets.

Because Mu Longcheng didn't attach much importance to the Begging Society, he just used it as a tool.

The one who really presided over the begging meeting was Yan Changsha.

An Qisheng naturally knows this.

As soon as he entered the land, An Qisheng saw the strength of the Beggars Association, and also really realized why in many countries, the Beggar Association was defined as a terrorist organization.

Rumble!

Rumble!

On a plain, cannonballs pulled a long tail across the sky, intertwined like a net, enveloping the place where An Qisheng was.

"It's that simple?"

Several tall mercenaries in the distance were slightly stunned.

The target of this reward of 1.8 billion Xuan Coins was killed like this?

There was only one person, and his pupils shrank.

But it was the smoke and gunpowder, and among the splashes of earth and stones, there was no An Qisheng at all!

"Not good!"

There were signs in his mind.

I saw the wind howling in the distance, and a white shadow stepped in.

Can't describe his speed.

Before the voice in his mouth could be spit out, his neck hurt, and the whole person flew sideways and broke his neck.

Three landing sounds rang out into one.

An Qisheng floated away, and the three corpses behind him twitched like a severed viper a few times before he lost his breath.

This is already more than a dozen ambushes encountered by An Qisheng along the way.

It's just that so far, all I have encountered are mercenaries.

The real master of the begging society, but he didn't see one.

But An Qisheng didn't care, raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance, faintly, the world-famous iron tower seemed to appear in his eyes.

and the breath on it.

........

"Dead, dead again?"

On the observation deck of the tall tower, a white beauty holding her mobile phone trembled a little.

She raised her head and looked at Yan Changsha: "Leader, this person, this person, for more than an hour, he has traveled three hundred and fifty kilometers and killed seventeen top mercenary groups!"

he

It's almost time to enter Bacheng! ”

The faces of the others also changed, and they were secretly frightened.

Even if you know that someone is strong, you can really hear it, and it is still a little shocking.

You must know that those who dare to take the bounty will not be ordinary people, they will be killed so easily, and they can't even play a role in blocking the way.

"Leader? How to deal with it? ”

Someone couldn't help but make a noise.

Just doing this and waiting to be knocked on the door is really a bit aggrieved.

"It doesn't matter if you hold Dan and sit across, whether you see God, your physical strength is limited, running all the way, fighting, he has no chance to rest, even if he hits the door, it should be the end of the strong crossbow!"

An old man in a dark coat held a bag of dry tobacco in his mouth, and after taking two puffs, he knocked the cigarette pouch on the corner of the table:

"Decades ago, the two gods came with a lot of strength, what if the masters of the Dan Realm came, weren't they planted in our hands? This person will not be an exception. ”

"That's what you always say."

A young man approached with a smile and lit a cigarette for the old man.

The others had different expressions, no one dared to be careless, they all stared, urging the white beauty to report the situation.

call

At a certain moment, Yan Changsha raised his head as if he was aware of it, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his deep eyes.

The crisis was felt.

It was the first time since he had been prejudiced that he had felt such a strong crisis, even the last time the private jet he was flying on was shot down by the Golden Eagle Nation, there was no such crisis.

"He's coming!"