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Hum ~

At the foot of An Qisheng's foot, the buzzing sound of the large Ares Square was heard.

The turbulent force spread out with him as the center, and the gaps in the floor tiles of the Ares Square were filled with mud and sand, but it was the pieces of floor tiles that fell under this lameness!

The floor tiles sink without breaking, and the force spreads without bursting!

For a time, it seemed that the entire Ares Square had become a crazy spring bed.

For martial arts masters, feet are the roots, standing like a tree takes root, and the bottom plate is very stable. That is, a dozen strong men push to push, all of them may not shake their bodies, let alone shake their bottom plate. .

But at the moment of An Qisheng's footsteps, the masters of the beggars all fluttered and almost fell to the ground.

The cascading force is like a tide, rolling and rolling under their feet, I do n’t know how many layers, how heavy!

"This man ..."

Geng Jackie's body followed the flow, but his eyelids kept beating:

"This man has become a fairy?"

His heart shook.

This foot is not simply a lame foot.

What spreads with its strength is the magnetic field of heaven and earth, light and shadow, and soul.

They are not shaken by the body, but by the mind!

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

"The Tao asks for it, begging, begging, it turns out that you are not ..."

"do not know!"

One step.

A sigh.

In the large Ares Square, countless noises disappeared in the hearts of many experts in the beggars.

In their eyes, in the world, only this voice exists, only An Qisheng exists!

And many top gunners hiding in all directions were shocked. The man's movement was so slow, but they couldn't lock the target at all.

The target seems to have disappeared, and it seems to be everywhere!

Can't lock, can't shoot.

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

boom!

An Qisheng took a step.

No flaws!

Yan Changsha's heart trembled, only to feel that the breath of the people blended with the heavens and the earth, and stepped forward, as if the entire Ares Square had turned over to them and pressed down.

So, including Yan Changsha, dozens of beggar masters are shaking their faces, and even if they are in the crowd, they have the illusion of facing the vast world alone, and can't help taking a step back.

This retreat found that everyone had retreated, and his face suddenly changed.

boom!

Stepping on one step, An Qisheng didn't stop, and another step under his feet.

Hum ~

The beep shook again.

The surging force was surging.

Unparalleled mental oppression is coming, all the masters of the beggars are shaking and their eyes are black.

Suddenly, it seemed that they saw a towering mountain falling down, and the sense of crisis surged overwhelming their minds.

"How is that possible? How is it possible?"

Yan Changsha's face turned red, the waves rolled in his heart, and his chest filled with crises.

Retreat!

To retreat!

Can only retreat!

Yan Changsha didn't want to retreat, but his heart and all organs of the body were mourning, screaming, and urging him to retreat madly!

Inevitably, he retreated.

It's not just him, all beggars will be masters, but they also take a step back.

Have to retreat!

Can't fail!

An Qisheng took eight steps in a row, all masters of the beggars stepped back all eight steps, almost forced to return to the tower again.

In this process, every time Yan Changsha stepped back, the momentum was squeezed by one point. After eight steps, it seemed that the volcano had been suppressed to the limit, and it was about to be thin.

‘Ca n’t retreat! ’

Yan Changsha's eyebrows trembled, his blood on his head, his face flushed as if dripping blood, his hands trembling, it seemed he couldn't bear it anymore.

At this time, An Qisheng stopped.

With blank eyes and a trembling white beauty, she looked at An Qisheng with horror. She was originally in the crowd, but as the other masters stepped back, she was exposed to An Qisheng naked.

Yeah!

With An Qisheng's gaze sweeping, she seemed to be struck by lightning, her body trembling, and she became incontinent.

Yan Changsha raised his arms and lowered them, and his flushed face became scarlet. "Tick", the eyebrows were bleeding!

boom!

With a loud noise, someone finally couldn't help it.

Kratos!

This majestic black bear, named after the western **** of war, roared.

Out of the crowd!

His body is burly and majestic, but his movements are not half a bit slow. At the same time, the air flow has blown out, and it has already flown out twenty to thirty meters.

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

Blood and blood swelled and fit into An Qisheng!

He was born with divine power and practiced tactics. He was extremely powerful and had strong vitality. This came as a shock.

Much more mad than a full-speed Mercedes!

An elephant is in front of it, and it will be knocked to the ground!

At the same time, Geng Jackie Chan shot silently, and the pipe made of unknown material cut through the air without pyrotechnics, following Kratos.

A pipe waving, tripping, chopping, tangling, poking, picking, quoting, closing, turning all kinds of subtle ways, without leaving An Qisheng all the vital places.

Kou Tianjiao, the low man, also drank a hey.

Keep your feet under the ground, lean forward, your hands in the shape of tiger claws, pull out a stream of air, and grab the yin with one hand, turn over with one hand, and grab your waist straight away!

Three begging for the begging will be all together.

For a moment, there seemed to be signs of breaking An Qisheng's momentum.

Only Yan Changsha, the blood and blood was extremely violent, his bones trembled and groaned, but he kept suppressing the desire to shoot.

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

Shooting like this doesn't make any sense at all.

Sure enough, as the three shot together, An Qisheng also responded.

He glanced lightly at the three masters, but it seemed as if he had no idea of ​​hitting back, stopped his footsteps, and stepped forward again.

Bang!

This time, it sounded like a thunderous sound!

The indescribable air wave spread.

"what!"

Kratos made a terrifying roar!

With each step he stepped, the floor tiles were broken, and his ankle was sinking into the ground, but at this time, the strength under the feet was surging.

He actually vacated the air for a while and lost his balance, like a derailed train, passing An Qi, passing heavily on the ground, pulling a gully more than ten meters long.

A piece of flesh between the body and the floor was blurred!

And Chen Fei, Kou Tianjiao were also flying together!

No matter how stable their territory is or how hard they are to sit on their backs, they cannot resist the surge of force under their feet.

Suddenly, the earthquake was soaring!

Like ragdolls, replanted in the square, if they are not strong, they can be killed in one fell swoop.

Rao is so, lost control of the body, this time is also a smashing of blood, flesh and blood, and the master's face is gone.

For a while, I was ashamed!

Even more horrified, this man's control of the power has reached an unpredictable level.

How stable the master's bottom plate is, and the balance of strength is that it is hit by a high-speed Mercedes-Benz truck. The injury may be inevitable, but it is impossible to lose the center of gravity.

At this point he fell so miserably.

The layman may not see why, but they are all masters who have practiced for decades.

"call!"

Seeing the three defeated so quickly and so miserably, the masters of the beggars were all cold-hearted, but Yan Changsha exhaled slowly.

"It is said that before the Buddha preached, a thief robbed him, and the Buddha touched the ground with a finger, and all the thieves were shocked and drew miracles by countless people ...

The flushing on Yan Changsha's face faded, his blood was calmed down at the same time, his eyes were full of complexities:

"This martial art is no wonder that Instructor Potter thinks you are a **** ..."

He has already seen God. As for the effort to control the peak of the peak, naturally he can see the mystery of An Qisheng's last step. However, it does not mean that he can do it.

Mulong City once stomped on top of the building and resonated vigorously, breaking the building's load-bearing columns and causing the building to collapse, which has been miracled by countless people.

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

The only difference between this person and those existing in the legend is that he is still alive.

How can he practice kung fu to this extent?

This is no longer seeing God.

"Do you want me to pay?"

An Qisheng gave a slight glance at Yan Changsha.

Yan Changsha's reputation is not obvious. He is not as active as Mu Longcheng and Potter, but he is the real helm of begging.

After accepting such a loss, Yan Changsha never thought he would appear on him.

He wanted to take a shot at this time, and die with it.

But he knew that if he shot like that, everyone would do it, and everyone who was present today might die.

The begging society that has lost all its minds will completely disappear from the world.

All kinds of thoughts flashed in my heart, Yan Changsha sighed and answered astringently:

"Dare to ..."

"After this day, will there be any enemy of begging, and wherever you are, begging will retreat."

Once he made up his mind, Yan Changsha was very decisive, his eyes glanced over at his subordinates, and fell on An Qisheng:

"So, feasible?"

"can!"

An Qisheng nodded slightly.

The Begonia Society is an international organization with personnel in many countries. I don't know if there are tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people. It's not impossible to kill all of them.

To him, anyone who has succeeded in martial arts has a lot of use for him.

After more than a month of meditation in Snow Mountain, after his physical strength increased and his physique changed, he felt the will of Xuan Xing in the interaction between the mind and the magnetic field of heaven and earth ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He knew it.

As the universe overlaps and the planes interact, the future mysterious stars will truly rise, and Zhu Zhu will not be the last traverser.

In this way, all talented people of Xuan Xing themselves are commendable.

It is impossible for him to launch a massacre in Xuanxing.

"You guys, have you all recorded it?"

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

The masters of the beggars have different faces, some are silent, some are not hesitant, but they can only nod their heads: "Leader said, we take note, after today, we will not be offended again!"

Realizing An Qisheng's strength, everyone knew that such a character was no longer able to kill them.

At this time I heard that many people were sad and angry, but others could not help but feel relieved.

Of course, more people have complex minds.

"it is good!"

Yan Changsha nodded slightly, looking up at Geng Chenglong struggling:

"Old Geng, go back to Potter, and he will be the only leader of the Beggars."

"Leader! You ..."

"No!"

Everyone changed their faces, guessing what Yan Changsha wanted to do.

The Geng Jackie Chan stopped loudly:

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

Yan Changsha ignored the reaction of the crowd.

He slowly raised his head, glanced at the burning cloud under the setting sun, glanced at Bacheng under the setting sun, and looked at Ares Square ...

In the end, his gaze was again fixed on An Qisheng who was as dull as before.

The clothes will wind up automatically when there is no wind:

"Yan Changsha, please enlighten me!"

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