Great Dao Ji

Yan Changsha, a lone man.

Not Yan Changsha from the Beggars' Association.

An Qisheng listened, and a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.

Retreating to preserve the elite of the Beggars' Association.

Inviting a fight, first, to vent the grudges that may exist in An Qisheng's heart, second, to repay the master-disciple relationship between Mu Longcheng, and third, to preserve his own martial arts heart.

As a leader, he is undoubtedly qualified, and as a warrior, he is not inferior to others.

There are nearly 20 billion people in Xuanxing, and less than two palms have seen a divine warrior. Such a person, if it were not for the limitations of the world, would have achieved more than this. Regardless of his position, he is a hero among people.

As soon as he started, all the distracting thoughts in Yan Changsha's heart disappeared.

The world seemed to disappear in his eyes, leaving only An Qisheng, the great enemy he had never seen in his life.

"Lone man, An Qisheng."

An Qisheng slowly raised his hand, his expression calm:

"Please!"

"I have a question, have you really found the way forward?"

Yan Changsha's eyes flashed, and he asked a question that everyone present couldn't help but pay attention to.

In the ten thousand years of the Great Xuan, there are too many people who want to pursue the way forward. However, even now, with such advanced technology, no one knows what the road above seeing the gods is.

Even Mu Longcheng has only touched the way forward, but has not really stepped into it.

Under the gaze of everyone, An Qisheng nodded slowly:

"Yes!"

He knew very well how difficult it was to seek immortality and the way forward in the Land of Absolute Spirits?

He entered the Great Thousand Dreams, planned for a period of sixty years, and laid out for three thousand years. Until now, he has just stepped out of this unprecedented and thorny road.

Without such good fortune, how difficult is it to step out of the way forward?

From seeking the Tao, to seeking the Tao, to begging for the Tao.

Who can understand the transformation?

Why beg if you can seek the Tao openly?

Who can say this is humble?

He disagreed, but he had to have a bit of respect.

"Sure enough."

Hearing the accurate answer, Yan Changsha's eyes glowed with a glimmer, and then slowly closed.

Ding~

As he closed his eyes, his muscles and bones made a sound like the collision of gold and jade.

His back stood straight.

Visibly, the muscles under his skin were tightened, and the full momentum climbed to the highest point with the movement of his blood and qi.

This former leader of the mixed-blood Beggars' Association seemed to have his spirit sublimated when he saw the Divine Warrior. His whole body was full of vitality, not as arrogant as the sun, but like a grass that broke through the ground after the rain.

Fresh, sunny, and full of vitality, just like a child.

At the same time, there was no impurity in his slowly opened eyes, and they were as clear as a baby who had not yet left his swaddling clothes.

All the arrogance and all the distractions were gone, and it was pure and clear like a baby.

Facing this unprecedented enemy, he instantly raised his state to the highest level!

"Good!"

An Qisheng's eyes moved, and he took the lead.

More than 30 meters away, his attack has arrived!

Bang!

An Qisheng stood on his original position, and with a palm squeeze and a push, the visible strong wind had already hit more than 30 meters away!

For a moment, the air wave was lifted, and the strong wind rolled!

"This, is this strong power kung fu?!"

With this move, the eyes of Geng Chenglong and the other two who had just climbed up were stunned.

After the Dan was formed, there is a saying that it can hit one inch in the air. Even if it is a god, it has kneaded the airflow and the strong power has been completed, but it has never been heard of that it can hit three inches in the air.

Even in the vernacular novels, three feet of strong air is already an extremely exaggerated description.

And at this time, thirty meters.

The strong air that An Qisheng hit actually reached thirty meters!

Huh!

Yan Changsha's clothes were instantly torn by the air flow, revealing a perfect body like white jade.

Before the strong wind reached his body, he had already taken a step forward.

This step was like strolling in the garden, like a scholar going out for a walk. At the same time, he put his palms together and made a stroke. His fingers and palms were like knives, like the dawn light, like a meteor passing by at night. In a flash, he had already cut through the surging wind.

The wind energy was sent out for thirty meters. This scene that can be called a myth did not seem to have any impact on him.

As he turned his steps, his arms were waving, as if he was holding an iron ball, or kneading the wind energy. With the whistling wind, thirty meters passed by in a snap. His arms were waving and swinging to the right, like a sledgehammer,

smashing towards An Qisheng!

All punches are inseparable from Tai Chi energy!

Any internal boxing style has Tai Chi energy, not just Tai Chi.

Mu Longcheng's dragon elephant is extremely yang, but the apprentice he taught is extremely yin!

An Qisheng stood up, his mind moved slightly, and his raised arm slowly pressed down, swinging his body to meet the arm that was like a sledgehammer.

After sixty years of floating in the world, his Tai Chi strength has already reached a very high level.

With a swing of his arm, it was visible to the naked eye that the void seemed to become a stream, moving with his arm, and dozens of meters of air flow were attracted by it like a swallow flying into the forest.

In a trance, Yan Changsha seemed to see a huge black and white Tai Chi picture!

Boom!

Then, it was like thunder exploding, the air waves were surging and rolling, and the dust spread. The floor around finally couldn't bear such strength, and it broke out inch by inch, and pieces flew out backwards, like a cannonball, hitting all around!

Facing these scattered floor tiles and gravel, all the masters of the Beggars' Association avoided them.

But their eyes never left the two people fighting in the distance.

Bang~

In the dust, it seemed like one, and it seemed like dozens of collisions sounded at the same time.

Then, everything returned to silence.

The invisible aura spread, pressing down inch by inch, suppressing all the agitated dust and airflow.

"Leader!"

All the masters of the Beggars' Association exclaimed.

In the falling dust, Yan Changsha, whose clothes were torn to pieces, was wearing a white robe, sitting cross-legged in front of a pair of footprints, staring blankly into the distance.

But there was no breath left.

He was dead.

God!

There is a god in the East!

The overseas underground world was boiling!

During his journey to the west, An Qisheng was merciless and destroyed 17 well-known mercenary groups. In public, he overwhelmed the entire Beggars' Association and killed Yan Changsha, the new leader of the Beggars' Association.

Including Mulong City, the Beggars' Association, which is the first overseas underground organization, had two successive leaders die in his hands!

Such news instantly shocked the entire overseas underground world.

The spread of Xuanxing's news was far beyond that of Jiufujie. Before he left Bacheng, many assassin organizations and mercenary groups in the Never-Setting Sun, the Kingdom of France, and the Kingdom of the Golden Eagle immediately cancelled all plans against him.

1.8 billion bounties are enough to drive people crazy, but no one is willing to do a mission that is really a sure death.

What's more, the bounty offered by the Beggars' Association was canceled immediately.

On the dark web, the bounty list that fueled the flames quietly crossed out An Qisheng's name. The World Top Tower admitted to being scared, much more straightforward than anyone else.

Even the intelligence departments of many countries held small-scale meetings to formulate various response plans for him.

Compared with Daxuan, the overseas countries that had been shaved before paid much more attention to seeing the God Warrior.

Therefore.

An Qisheng visited Bacheng all the way, walked through many tourist attractions, and traveled around the countries until he stepped on the tanker back to Daxuan, and never encountered an assassination again.

Huhu~~~

On the tanker observation deck, An Qisheng was enjoying the sea breeze and opened his laptop.

What caught his eye was the most popular video on the Internet:

[Is he a god? ]

After clicking it, the video, which had been edited and adjusted in definition, began to play.

It was exactly what happened on the Ares Square that day, and it was even filmed and uploaded to the Internet.

Even though all countries were suppressing and reducing the popularity, it was still viewed and forwarded by countless people, and the popularity rose to a very high level.

Xuanxing was different from his previous life. Because Daxuan dominated the world for thousands of years, even though it declined three hundred years ago, it still led the world at this time. Its culture was widely spread and sought after by many countries.

Internal boxing was not the most widely spread among them, but it was undoubtedly the most eye-catching.

In ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, no matter what race or nation, it seems that there is a pursuit of strength in the bones, which can be seen from the speed of the spread of this video.

"The square was crushed! This speed is too fast, too fast, I slowed down three times to see it clearly!"

"Thirty meters! He can launch an attack from thirty meters away! Is this the Hundred Steps Divine Fist in the Daxuan novel?"

"Oh my God! Unbelievable, is he a god!"

On the video, the barrage was overwhelming, and overseas netizens expressed their excitement in various languages. Of course, there were also many people who did not believe it.

"Marketing! Is the Golden Eagle Country producing another superhero movie? Gimmicks, all gimmicks!"

In response to the doubts, many people immediately refuted.

"Are you stupid? Didn't you see who those people are? Geng Chenglong, Kou Tianjiao, Kratos, and dozens of others are all billionaires of consortiums!"

"I don't believe it! People can't be so powerful!"

Various discussions kept rolling, and more people began to forward it as soon as they saw it, constantly pushing up the popularity of this post.

It made network control personnel in various countries anxious.

This post became popular suddenly, and for a time, they couldn't keep up with the speed of deleting posts and controlling comments.

Of course, there is no lack of the instigation of the Qidao Association and the Dragon City Group's opponents.

The spread of such an incident, the damage to the Qidao Association and the Dragon City Group, naturally needless to say.

Click~

After watching for a while, An Qisheng closed the computer.

He had already anticipated the subsequent spread of this matter. Although the heat was greater, he didn't care much.

Because this was already in his plan.

"It's better to accept it earlier."

An Qisheng closed the computer and looked at the sea and sky with a faint gaze.

His spirit had already reached the point of being clear as gods. After the Qi seed was condensed, it could even initially interfere with the magnetic field of heaven and earth.

In the dark, he could feel a lot of things.

He didn't need to deduce a picture, he knew that the future of Xuanxing would be full of disasters. No one knew what kind of dangers the overlap and replacement of the universe would bring.

There was no regularity in the replacement of the universe. The first one to disappear was the Golden Eagle Goddess Statue, and the second one was Mu Feng. What about the future?

It can still be concealed at this time, what about the future?

What if one day, the moon disappears, the sun disappears, and even the entire Xuanxing is replaced by other strange places?

Not to mention the possible crises.

Just those crises, bacteria and viruses that have never been seen before, may wipe out all human beings.

When the crisis comes, it cannot be announced directly, but it must be told to them subtly.

The world is changing!

People cannot rely on anyone to shelter from the wind and rain, and they must face it themselves in the end.

Woo~

The sound of the whistle is buzzing and vibrating.

The coastline in the distance slowly enlarged and became clear, and we arrived at the dock.

"News spreads really fast."

An Qisheng seemed to have sensed something, and his eyes dropped to the dock.

There were many people waiting for him there.

I continued to write while eating, and I tried to travel to the next world today.