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

No matter how stable their territory is or how hard they use, they cannot resist the surge of force under their feet.

Suddenly, it was shocked to the sky!

It was like a rag doll, planted heavily in the square. If they hadn't been strong in their muscles, they would have been killed in this moment.

Even so, if you lose control of your body, you will be in a state of pain and blood, and you will lose your face as a master.

For a moment, I was so ashamed and angry that I was dying!

He was even more shocked. This person's control over strength had reached a level of unpredictable ghosts and gods.

The lower plate of the Gangjin master is so stable and balanced. Even if he is hit by a high-speed Mercedes-Benz truck, he may be injured, but he will not lose his center of gravity.

But he fell so miserably at this time.

The layman may not be able to see why, but they are all masters who have practiced for decades, so how can they not see it?

"call!"

Seeing that the three of them were defeated so quickly and miserably, the masters of the Beggar Association were all in a cold heart, and Yan Changsha slowly breathed out a breath.

"It is said that before the Buddha attained enlightenment, thieves were killed. The Buddha touched the ground and knocked all the thieves away, and was led as miracles by countless people..."

The flush on Yan Changsha's face faded away, and his blood and energy calmed down at the same time, and his eyes were filled with complex colors:

"It's no wonder that Instructor Porter thinks you are a god..."

He had already reached the peak of his power control, so he could naturally see the mystery of An Qisheng's last step, but it did not mean that he could do it.

Mulong City once stomped his feet on the building. With the resonance of strength, it broke the load-bearing pillar of the building and caused the building to collapse. It has been a miracle by countless people.

But compared to this moment, An Qisheng's stomp of his feet is far from comparable.

The only difference between this person compared to the legendary existence is that he is still alive.

How could he cultivate his kung fu to this level?

This is no longer a sight to God.

"Do I have to pay the price?"

An Qisheng glanced at Yan Changsha indifferently.

Yan Changsha was not famous, and was not as active as Mulong City and Porter, but he was the real helmator of the Beggar Association.

Yan Changsha never thought that he would appear on himself when he admits defeat and admits weakness.

He really wanted to take action at this time and divide his life and death.

But he knew that if he just took action like this, everyone would take action, and then everyone present might die today.

And the Beggar Association, who has lost all its mind, will completely disappear from the world.

All kinds of thoughts flashed in my heart, Yan Changsha sighed and replied in a stern voice:

"Don't dare..."

"After today, will anyone be enemies of You, and where you are, You will retreat."

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

"So, is it possible?"

"Can!"

An Qisheng nodded slightly.

The Beggar Association 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, there is no need.

For him, any person who is successful in martial arts will be of great use to him.

After more than a month of meditation in the snow mountain, his physical strength increased. After his physical transformation, he felt the will of Xuanxing during the interaction between the magnetic field of the mind and the heaven and earth.

In the dark, he knew.

As the universe overlaps and plane interactions, the mysterious stars in the future will truly rise and the clouds will surging, and Zhushang will not be the last time traveler.

In this way, all the talented people in Xuanxing themselves are rare.

He could not have launched a massacre in Xuanxing.

"You guys have all recorded it?"

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

The masters of the Beggar Association looked different in expressions, some were silent and some were resentful, but they could only nod: "We have recorded what the leader said. After today, all of us will not offend again!"

When everyone truly saw An Qisheng's strength, they knew that such a person was no longer something they could kill.

Hearing this, many people felt sad and angry, but some people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Of course, more people have complex moods.

"good!"

Yan Changsha nodded slightly, looked at Geng Chenglong and struggled to stand up:

"Old Geng, come back from searching for Potter, and he will be the only leader of the Beggar Association from now on."

"Leader! You..."

"don't want!"

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

Na Geng Chenglong even stopped him loudly:

"Changsha, don't be impulsive...Mr. An, Mr. An, we have admitted it, we have accepted it!"

Yan Changsha ignored everyone's reaction.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the burning clouds under the afterglow of the sunset, looked at Bacheng under the afterglow of the sunset, and looked at the God of War Square...

Finally, his eyes were frozen again on An Qisheng, who looked dull as before.

The clothes are automatically in the windless state, slowly pulling out:
Chapter completed!