Airplanes~

As soon as An Qisheng stepped on his feet, the huge Champ de Mars Square emitted a buzzing sound.

The surging power spread around him, and the cracks in the floor tiles of the entire God of War Square were full of mud and sand, but it was the floor tiles that sank together under this stomping!

The floor tiles sink but do not break, and the strength spreads without bursting!

For a moment, it seemed as if the entire Champ de Mars Square had become a frantically shaking spring bed.

For martial arts masters, the feet are the roots, standing is like a tree taking root, and the lower plate is extremely stable, even if a dozen strong men push it, they may not all shake their bodies, let alone shake their lower plates.

But at the moment when An Qisheng stepped on it, all the masters of the begging society shook their bodies and almost fell to the ground.

Layers of strength surging and rolling under their feet like a tide, I don't know how many layers, I don't know how heavy!

"This man ......."

Geng Chenglong's body drifted with the current, but his eyelids were constantly beating:

"This person has become an immortal??"

His heart shook.

This kick is not just a stomp.

With its strength, it is the magnetic field of heaven and earth, light and shadow, and the soul.

It is not the body that shakes them, but the mind!

At the same time, An Qisheng's calm voice ignored the transmission of the void and sounded directly in their hearts:

"The Tao is in itself, begging, begging, it turns out that you don't ...... at all"

"I don't know, Dao!"

A step.

A sigh.

In the huge God of War Square, countless noises disappeared in the hearts of many masters of the Begging Society.

In their eyes, in the world, there is only the existence of this voice, and there is only the existence of An Qisheng!

And many of the top gunners hiding in all directions were also shocked, that man's movements were obviously so slow, but they couldn't lock on to the target at all.

The target seems to have disappeared without a trace, and it seems to be everywhere!

Can't lock, can't shoot.

It's like pointing a gun at the sky, and there is no target at all, so you can't launch an attack at all.

Bang!

Anqisheng took a step.

No flaws!

Yan Changsha's heart was shocking, only to feel that the breath of the people who came was blended with heaven and earth, and he came step by step, as if the entire God of War Square was flipped towards them and pressed upside down.

Yes, including Yan Changsha, dozens of beggar masters shook their faces, even if they were in the crowd, they all had the illusion of facing the vast world alone, and couldn't help but take a step back.

This retreat, when he found that everyone had retreated, his face suddenly changed dramatically.

Bang!

One step down, An Qisheng didn't stop, and there was another step under his feet.

Airplanes~

The buzz resounded.

The surging power is surging wildly.

The incomparable spiritual oppression came to the face, and all the masters of the begging society trembled and their eyes were dark.

In a trance, it was as if they saw a towering mountain falling down, and the sense of crisis that was surging to the extreme overwhelmed their minds.

"How is that possible? How can it be? ”

Yan Changsha's face turned red, the big waves rolled in his heart, and the crisis filled his chest like a tide.

Withdraw!

Return!

You can only retreat!

Yan Changsha didn't want to retreat, but his mind and various organs in his body were wailing, screaming, and frantically urging him to retreat!

Involuntarily, he retreated again.

Not only him, but all the masters of the begging society also took a step back in unison.

Had to retreat!

No way back!

An Qisheng took eight steps in a row, and all the masters of the beggar society took eight steps back, almost forced to retreat into the tower again.

In this process, every time Yan Changsha took a step back, the momentum squeezed by one point, and after eight steps, it was like a volcano that had been suppressed to the limit, almost wanting to erupt.

'Can't go back!' ’

Yan Changsha's eyebrows trembled, his blood was on his head, his face was red as if he was dripping blood again, his hands trembled, and he seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.

At this time, An Qisheng stopped.

The white beauty with dazed eyes and trembling body looked at An Qisheng with a frightened face, she was originally in the crowd, but with the retreat of other masters, she was naked in front of An Qisheng.

Yikes!

As An Qisheng's gaze swept over, she seemed to have been struck by lightning, her body trembled, and she became incontinent.

Yan Changsha's arm was raised, and then put down, his red face became more and more scarlet, and with a 'tick' sound, the eyebrows were dripping blood!

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and finally someone couldn't help but make a move.

Kratos!

This majestic black bear, named after the Western god of war, let out a roar.

Burst out of the crowd!

His body was burly and majestic, but his movements were not half a minute sluggish, and at the same time as the air flow exploded, he had already rushed out twenty or thirty meters.

The muscles are angry, and the big tendons are pulled like a bow.

Between the drumming of qi and blood, the fit collided towards An Qisheng!

He was born with divine power, and he cultivated the method of horizontal practice, his physique was extremely strong, and his vitality was equally strong.

It's much more ferocious than a full-speed car!

Even if an elephant is in front of it, it will be knocked to the ground!

At the same time, Geng Chenglong shot silently, and the pipe made of unknown materials cut through the air without any smoke and fire, moving with Kratos.

A pipe is waving, tripping, splitting, entangled, poking, picking, leading, sealing, and turning all kinds of subtle techniques, without leaving all the vital places of Anqisheng.

The low man Kou Tianjiao also shouted 'hey'.

With his feet not off the ground, his body leaned forward, his hands were in the shape of tiger claws, pulling out a series of air currents, grabbing the yin with one hand, turning over with the other, and grabbing his waist and leaving!

The three major gangs of the beggar society shot together.

For a while, there seemed to be signs of breaking the general trend of Anqisheng's accumulation.

Only Yan Changsha, whose qi and blood were surging to the extreme, trembling and moaning, but he suppressed his desire to make a move.

Because in his eyes, An Qisheng's aura is like the vast sky, and there is no flaw at all.

There is no point in making such a move.

Sure enough, as the three of them shot together, An Qisheng also reacted.

He glanced lightly at the three masters who made a sharp move, but he didn't seem to have the idea of fighting back, stopped his steps, and stepped forward again.

Bang!

This time, the sound followed by it was like a thunderous explosion!

An indescribable wave of air spread.

"Ahh

Kratos let out an earth-shattering roar!

With every step he took, the floor tiles shattered, and his ankles sank deep into the ground, but at this moment, the layers of strength under his feet surged.

He uncontrollably took off into the air, lost his balance, like a derailed train, brushed Anqi by his life, slammed into the ground, and pulled out a ravine more than ten meters long.

A blur of flesh and blood rubbing against the floor!

And those who were shocked together were Geng Chenglong and Kou Tianjiao!

No matter how stable their territory is, no matter what kind of kung fu they exert to sit and straddle, they can't resist the surge of surging strength under their feet.

All of a sudden, I was shocked to the sky!

Like rag dolls, they were heavily planted in the square, and if they weren't strong and strong, they would have been crushed to death.

Rao is like this, he lost control of his body, and this time he also broke his head and bleed, his flesh and blood were blurred, and the face of the master was gone.

For a while, I was ashamed and angry!

is even more terrifying, this person's control of strength has reached an unpredictable level.

How stable is the lower plate of the Gangjin master, and the strength is balanced, even if he is hit by a high-speed Mercedes-Benz truck, injury may be inevitable, but it is impossible to lose the center of gravity.

At this time, he fell so miserably.

Laymen may not be able to see why, but they are all masters of kung fu who have practiced for decades, where can they not see it?

"Whew!"

Seeing that the three of them were defeated so quickly and so miserably, all the masters of the begging society were cold in their hearts, but Yan Changsha slowly exhaled a breath.

"Legend has it that before the Buddha preached, there were thieves who robbed and killed, and when the Buddha touched the ground, he shook all the thieves away, and was cited as a miracle by countless people.......

The flush on Yan Changsha's face faded, and his blood calmed down at the same time, and his eyes were full of complicated colors:

"With such martial arts, it's no wonder that Instructor Potter thinks you're a god......."

He has already entered the gods, and he can naturally see the mystery of An Qisheng's last step for the control of strength, but it can be seen that it does not mean that it can be done.

Mu Longcheng once stomped on the top of the building, and under the resonance of his strength, he broke the load-bearing pillars of the building and collapsed the building, which has been cited as a miracle by countless people.

But compared to this moment, An Qisheng's stomping is far from comparable.

The only difference between this person and those legendary existences is that he is still alive.

How could he cultivate Kung Fu to this extent?

This is no longer seeing God.

"Do you want me to pay for it?"

An Qisheng glanced at Yan Changsha lightly.

Yan Changsha is not famous, not as active as Mu Longcheng and Potter, but he is the real helmsman of the Beggars Society.

Accepting defeat and admitting softness, Yan Changsha never thought that it would appear on him.

He really wanted to make a move at this time, and he would share life and death with him.

But he knew that if he made a move like this, everyone would make a move, and then everyone present today might die.

And the beggar society, which has lost all its minds, will completely disappear from the world.

All kinds of thoughts flashed in his heart, Yan Changsha sighed and replied astringently:

"Don't dare ......."

"After today, will there be anyone in the beggar road who is the enemy of you, and where your Excellency is, the beggar will retreat."

Once he made up his mind, Yan Changsha was very decisive, his eyes swept over a group of subordinates whose faces changed, and fell on An Qisheng:

"So, is it possible?"

"Yes!"

An Qisheng bowed slightly.

The Beggar Association is an international organization, with personnel in many countries, I don't know whether there are tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people, although it is not impossible to kill all of them, but there is no need.

For him, anyone who has been successful in martial arts is of great use to him.

After more than a month of meditation in the snowy mountain, his physical strength increased and his body transformed, and he felt Xuanxing's will in the interaction between his mind and the magnetic field of heaven and earth.

In the dark, he knew.

With the overlapping of the universe and the interaction of planes, the future Xuanxing will really surge, and the Martyrs will not be the last to travers.

In this way, all the talented people in Xuanxing itself are commendable.

There's no way he's going to start a massacre in Xuanxing.

"You've all written it down?"

Yan Changsha swept over the crowd and asked in a deep voice.

The faces of the masters of the beggar society were different, some were silent and some were angry, but they could only nod: "What the leader said, we have written it down, after today, none of us will be offended!" ”

Truly seeing An Qisheng's strength, everyone knew in their hearts that such a character was no longer something they could kill.

Hearing this at this time, many people were sad and angry in their hearts, but some people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Of course, more people have mixed feelings.

"Good!"

Yan Changsha nodded slightly, and looked at Geng Chenglong, who was struggling to stand up:

"Elder Geng, you go to find Potter and come back, in the future, he will be the only leader of the Beggars Society."

"Leader! You ......"

"Don't!"

Everyone's faces changed, and they guessed what Yan Changsha wanted to do.

That Geng Jackie Chan even shouted to stop:

"Changsha, don't be impulsive...... Mr. An, Mr. An, we admit it, we admit it! ”

Yan Changsha ignored everyone's reactions.

He slowly raised his head, glanced at the fiery clouds under the sunset, Bacheng under the sunset, and the Champ de Mars Square......

In the end, his gaze was once again fixed on An Qisheng, whose expression was as flat as before.

In the windless automatic, slowly pull the stance:

"Sanren Yan Changsha, please give me advice!"