Buzz~
As soon as An Qisheng stepped on it, the huge Champ de Mars Square began to buzz.
The turbulent force spread with him as the center, and sand poured out from the gaps in the floor tiles of the entire Champ de Mars Square, but the floor tiles all sank under this stomp!
The floor tiles sink without breaking, and the force spreads without bursting!
For a moment, it seemed as if the entire Champ de Mars had turned into a crazily shaking spring bed.
For martial arts masters, their feet are the roots. When standing, they are like a big tree with roots. Their lower body is extremely stable. Even if a dozen strong men push, their body may not shake, let alone their lower body. .
But the moment An Qisheng stepped down, all the masters of the Begging Society swayed and almost fell to the ground.
Layers upon layers of strength surged and rolled under their feet like a tide. I don’t know how many layers and how many weights!
"This person..."
Geng Chenglong drifted with the current, but his eyelids kept beating:
"This man became an immortal??"
His heart was shocked.
This kick is not just a stomp.
What spreads with its power is the magnetic field of heaven and earth, light and shadow, and the soul.
It was not their bodies that were shaken, but their hearts!
At the same time, An Qisheng's calm voice ignored the transmission from the void and sounded directly in their hearts:
"The Tao lies within oneself, don't seek outside, beg for the Tao, beg for the Tao. It turns out that you simply..."
"have no idea!"
A step.
A sigh.
In the huge God of Mars 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, only the existence of An Qisheng!
The many top gunners hidden in all directions were also shocked. The man's movements were obviously so slow, but they were unable to lock on to the target at all.
The target seems to have disappeared without a trace, and seems to be everywhere!
Can't lock, can't take action.
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 forward.
No flaws!
Yan Changsha's heart was shaken, and he felt that the aura of the visitor was blended with the heaven and earth. As he stepped forward, it was as if the entire Champ de Mars Square was turning over and overturning towards them.
Therefore, dozens of masters from the Begging Society, including Yan Changsha, all trembled. Even if they were among the crowd, they felt like they were facing the vast world alone, and they couldn't help but take a step back.
After he stepped back, he found that everyone was stepping back, and their expressions suddenly changed.
boom!
An Qisheng took another step without stopping.
Buzz~
The buzzer buzzes again.
The surging force is coming like a tidal wave.
Unparalleled spiritual oppression rushed towards them. All the masters of the Begging Society were trembling and their eyesight went dark.
In a daze, they seemed to see a towering mountain falling down, and a surge of extreme crisis overwhelmed their minds.
"How is it possible? How is it possible?"
Yan Changsha's face turned red, his mind was filled with waves, and crises filled his chest.
retreat!
Retreat!
You can only retreat!
Yan Changsha didn't want to retreat, but his mind and every organ in his body were wailing and screaming, 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.
Have to retreat!
Can't help but retreat!
An Qisheng took eight steps in a row, and all the masters of the Begging Society took eight steps back, almost forced to retreat into the iron tower again.
During this process, Yan Changsha's momentum was squeezed out every time he took a step back. After eight steps, it was like a volcano that had been suppressed to its limit and was almost ready to erupt.
'Can't retreat! '
Yan Changsha's brows trembled, his blood boiled, his face turned red as if it was dripping with blood, and his hands trembled, as if he could no longer hold it in any longer.
But at this time, An Qisheng stopped.
The white beauty with blank eyes and trembling body looked at An Qisheng with fear. She was originally in the crowd, but as the other masters retreated, she was nakedly exposed in front of An Qisheng.
ah!
As An Qisheng's gaze swept across her, she felt as if she was struck by lightning, her body trembled and she lost control.
Yan Changsha raised his arm and put it down again. His flushed face became scarier and redder. He made a "tick" sound and blood started to drip from his eyebrows!
boom!
There was a loud noise, and someone finally couldn't help but take action.
Kratos!
This majestic black bear-like man, named after the Western God of War, let out a roar.
Jump out from the crowd!
His body was tall and majestic, but his movements were not slow at all. When the air flow exploded, he had already jumped twenty or thirty meters.
The muscles are furious, and the big tendons are pulling like a bow.
With his energy and blood surging, Heshen crashed towards An Qisheng!
He was born with divine power and practiced horizontal training. His body was extremely majestic, and his vitality was equally powerful. This impact came.
It’s much more violent than a car running at full speed!
Even an elephant in front would be knocked to the ground!
At the same time, Geng Chenglong took action silently. The pipe made of an unknown material cut through the air without any smoke and moved with Kratos.
A pipe was waved, tripped, split, entangled, poked, picked, led, sealed and turned with various exquisite techniques, never leaving An Qisheng's vital points.
The short man Kou Tianjiao also shouted "Hey".
Keeping your feet on the ground, lean forward, make your hands look like tiger claws, pull out streams of air and wind, grab your lower body with one hand, turn sideways with the other, and grab your waist straight away!
The three major powers of the Qi Dao Society took action at the same time.
For a time, there seemed to be signs of breaking An Qisheng's momentum.
Only Yan Changsha, with his energy and blood surging to the extreme, his muscles and bones trembling and moaning, suppressed his desire to take action.
Because in his eyes, An Qisheng's aura was like the vast sky, with no flaws at all.
It makes no sense at all to take action like this.
Sure enough, as the three of them took action, An Qisheng also reacted.
He glanced lightly at the three masters who were making fierce moves, but seemed to have no intention of fighting back. He stopped and stepped forward again.
Boom!
This time, the sound that followed was like a thunderous explosion!
Indescribable waves of air then spread.
"ah!"
Kratos let out an earth-shattering roar!
Every step he took made the floor tiles break, and his ankles sank deep into the ground. However, at this moment, the layers of strength surged under his feet.
He unexpectedly flew into the air uncontrollably, losing his balance. Like a derailed train, it passed by An Qisheng and hit the ground heavily, creating a ravine more than ten meters long.
The body rubbed against the floor and was a bloody mess!
Also being knocked away were Geng Chenglong and Kou Tianjiao!
No matter how stable their territory is, no matter how hard they use to sit down and sit down, they can't resist the surge of power under their feet.
Suddenly, it was so shaken that it shot up into the sky!
Like rag dolls, they fell heavily into the square. If they hadn't had strong muscles and bones, they would have been killed by this fall.
Even so, he lost control of his body, and his head was bruised and bloody, and he lost all the dignity of a master.
For a moment, I was so ashamed and angry that I wanted to die!
He was extremely horrified. This man's control over his power had reached an unpredictable level.
The bottom plate of a Gangjin master is so stable and balanced. Even if it is hit by a high-speed truck, injury may be inevitable, but it is impossible to lose the center of gravity.
At this time, he fell so miserably.
A layman might not be able to see why, but they are all masters who have practiced kung fu for decades. How can they not see it?
"call!"
Seeing the three people defeated so quickly and miserably, all the masters of the Begging Society felt cold, but Yan Changsha slowly let out a breath.
"According to legend, before the Buddha attained enlightenment, there were thieves trying to kill him. The Buddha touched the ground and knocked all the thieves away. This was cited as a miracle by countless people..."
The flush on Yan Changsha's face faded, his blood energy also calmed down at the same time, and his eyes were full of complex colors:
"With such martial arts skills, it's no wonder that Instructor Potter thinks you are a god..."
He has reached a state of enlightenment and has reached the pinnacle of control over his strength. Naturally, he can see the secret of An Qisheng's last step. However, just because he can see it, does not mean he can do it.
Mu Longcheng once stamped his feet on top of a building, and with the resonance of his strength, he broke the load-bearing columns of the building and caused the building to collapse. This has been cited as a miracle by countless people.
But compared to this moment, An Qisheng's stomping was far from comparable.
The only difference between this man and those in the legend is that he is still alive.
How could he have mastered Kung Fu to this extent?
This is no longer meeting God.
"Do you still want me to pay the price?"
An Qisheng glanced at Yan Changsha lightly.
Yan Changsha is not well-known and is not as active as Mu Longcheng and Porter, but he is the real helmsman of the Begging Society.
Yan Changsha never thought that this kind of thing would happen to him.
He really wanted to take action now and live or die.
But he knew that if he took action like this, everyone would take action, and then everyone present today might die.
And the Begging Society, which has lost all its minds, will completely disappear from the world.
With all kinds of thoughts flashing through his mind, Yan Changsha sighed and replied in a harsh voice:
"Don't dare..."
"After today, will anyone in the Qi Dao Society be an enemy of you? Wherever you are, the Qi Dao Society will stay away."
Once he made up his mind, Yan Changsha was very decisive. His eyes swept across the subordinates with changing expressions and landed on An Qisheng:
"Is this possible?"
"Can!"
An Qisheng nodded slightly.
The Begging Society is an international organization with personnel spread across many countries. I don't know if there are tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people. Although it is not impossible to kill them all, it is not necessary.
To him, anyone who is successful in martial arts is of great use to him.
After more than a month of sitting in the snowy mountains, his physical strength increased and his body transformed. After an interaction between his mind and the magnetic field of heaven and earth, he felt the will of Xuan Xing.
Somehow, he knew.
As the universe overlaps and planes interact, the Xuanxing will become truly turbulent in the future, and Zhushang will not be the last person to travel through it.
In this way, all the talented people in Xuanxing itself are extremely valuable.
It was impossible for him to launch a massacre in Xuanxing.
"Have you all taken note of it?"
Yan Changsha glanced at the crowd and asked in a deep voice.
The masters of the Begging Association had different expressions, some were silent, some were angry, but they could only nod: "We have taken note of what the leader said. After today, none of us will offend again!"
After truly seeing An Qisheng's strength, everyone understood that such a character was no longer something they could kill.
Hearing this, many people felt sad and angry, but some could not help but feel relieved.
Of course, more people have mixed feelings.
"good!"
Yan Changsha nodded slightly and looked at Geng Chenglong who was struggling to stand up:
"Mr. Geng, go find Potter and come back. From now on, he will be the only leader of the Begging Society."
"Leader! You..."
"don't want!"
Everyone's expressions changed, and they guessed what Yan Changsha wanted to do.
Then Geng Chenglong even loudly stopped:
"Changsha, don't be impulsive... Mr. An, Mr. An, we admit defeat, admit defeat!"
Yan Changsha ignored everyone's reaction.
He slowly raised his head and glanced at the flaming clouds under the setting sun, at Bacheng under the setting sun, and at the Champ de Mars Square...
Finally, his eyes were once again fixed on An Qisheng, whose expression was as calm as before.
The clothes were still in the wind, and he slowly opened his posture:
"Sanren Yan Changsha, please give me some advice!"
