The observation deck was dead silent, and the dullness was full of tension.

Many senior officials of the Beggar Association and the heads stationed in various places all held their breath and did not dare to disturb the conversation between the two leaders.

"The only one who can kill God is God, that person, is no longer a human."

Porter looked at Yan Changsha.

This pride of heaven with mixed blood of Xuanfa is already in his thirties. He is the first genius of the Beggar Association in three hundred years.

Although he and Mulong City do not have the name of master and disciple, their kung fu was taught by Mulong City.

He is the only heir of the Nominal Beggar Association and the Longcheng Group.

"well!"

Yan Changsha sighed lightly.

His voice had a strong infectious power. He sighed softly, and all the masters of the beggar association around him couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart.

"The Daxuan has a long history and is the foundation for various martial arts. However, there are too many mysterious things in it that can be learned, but cannot be studied in depth."

Yan Changsha looked at Porter, the instructor who had trained himself when he was young, shook his head and said:

"Instructor Porter, you are too deeply entangled. How can there be gods in this world? You are just a powerful person."

"Man has limits, but God does not."

Porter also shook his head, with a ripple in his blue eyes: "If the weirdness of the Xiya Mountains was suppressed by him, do you still think so?"

The matter of Xiya Mountains is only a secret for ordinary people.

It is no secret for the chaebols and major forces in various countries.

"You're talking about the loss of the Hiya Mountains?"

Yan Changsha paused his finger on the table, and felt that the generation gap between him and Porter was too deep. This blue-eyed white man looked like a mysterious man than himself who had the blood of the mysterious country.

Moreover, the mud foot is deeply trapped.

"Compared with rumors, I believe that it was a country that studied virus leakage, causing a large-scale infection. Compared to zombies, I think they are walking dead."

Yan Changsha said, too lazy to discuss such a stupid topic with Porter, and then said:

"Instructor Porter, I have received the death letter you sent. Do you have anything else?"

"If you don't talk about it, you'll have more than half a sentence."

Porter didn't say much anymore and turned around and was about to leave.

The others' eyes flashed and they looked at Yan Changsha.

Yan Changsha knocked on the table, letting Porter leave with a smile.

The Beggar Association is not a strict institution. It is difficult to join, but it is very free to leave and will not interfere easily.

What's more, Porter is the chief instructor of the Beggar Association, and there are many people who have been trained and have a great influence.

"leader."

Until the sound of Porter's footsteps could no longer be heard, a white man in a straight suit and blonde haired and blue eyes spoke:

"What are you going to do next?"

"wait."

Yan Changsha stood up and his smile gradually calmed down:

"Waiting for the 'god' in Porter's mouth!"

On the observation deck, many masters of the beggar association were shocked.

They are all masters who have practiced for decades, and the elites among the elites, of course they do not believe in the magical words that Porter said. However, it is an indisputable fact that the man defeated Mulong City. No one dares to underestimate such an existence.

Including Yan Changsha.

The higher the prestige of Mulong City, the more terrifying the enemy is.

And Mulong City was originally at the Beggar Association.

It's the leader,

It's a dragon!

......

This time, Anqisheng chose an oil tanker rather than an airplane.

He has never rejected tools. He uses tools when it is easy to use. If the tools are not easy to use, he will consider other things. He doesn't care about anything but external objects.

If you take a gun and make a plane, the way is not pure.

Such a Tao is too fragile.

After going through thousands of sails, the original intention remains unchanged, and after reading all the world, this is the one who seeks the Tao.

On the deck of the tanker, An Qisheng stood in the wind, his body was natural, as if he was blended into the sea breeze, extremely harmonious.

A long way off, a black line appeared at the end, and the land was about to arrive.

“Things are different.”

An Qisheng sensed slightly.

The East is implicit, the West is unrestrained, and the magnetic fields between heaven and earth seem to have been transformed in the humanistic atmosphere.

"Oh? Come again? There are quite a few people in this world who are not afraid of death."

With his eyebrows slightly raised, An Qisheng's eyes were filled with a hint of coldness.

As soon as he moved, he had already jumped down from the deck.

After Mu Longcheng's death, the Longcheng Group issued a reward for An Qisheng in the Underground World, with an amount of up to 1.8 billion mysterious coins, which naturally attracted the attention of countless desperate people.

Daxuan is a forbidden area for mercenaries, and no mercenary group dares to provoke the Oriental Dragon, the world's number one in land warfare.

But while An Qisheng stepped out of the country, mercenaries from various countries had already learned about him.

I don’t know how many people were tracking along the way, but most of them sank into the sea quietly.

"Oh! Someone jumped into the sea!"

"Oh my God! I'm still a Xuanguo man!"

An Qisheng's actions were never concealed, which naturally caused bursts of exclamations.

Many foreigners were lying on the railing and looking down, and saw An Qi growing in the whistle and whispering in the sea.

This caused a commotion for a moment.

Huhu~~~

The water waves rippled and turned toward both sides, and An Qisheng stepped in it, like a speedboat riding the wind and waves, with extremely fast speed.

The bursts of exclamations on the tanker were soon thrown behind him.

The Huajin step on the water but not the knee, so how much does it have to be strong?

After more than a month of practice in Xueshan, his physical strength has improved greatly. No one can compete with him when he sees the gods. He is naturally the only way to go on the water.

"Um?!"

Almost as An Qisheng walked on the sea, he was above the clouds, a large black man loosened the launcher and picked up the intercom:

"The target, the target is running on the sea, running on the sea! How did it run, how did I know how he ran?"

Bang!

As he was talking, an unknown seabird was already hitting him.

He trembled and quickly controlled the direction. Before he could say the curse, he saw the overwhelming seabirds rushing towards him.

"Oh, no!"

With a scream, a large number of seabirds roared by.

The helicopter was spinning and pulled the long smoke into the sea.

In the sea waves, An Qisheng glanced lightly.

Sitting in the snow mountain in January, his harvest is not only a transformation of physical strength, but also his spirit has been exerted.

The condensation of Qi seeds is only secondary to the improvement of its own strength. More importantly, it is able to communicate with the magnetic field of the heaven and earth with its own magnetic field, although it cannot burn mountains and boil the sea like a long floating world.

But it can already convey some simple information. Buddhism is in harmony with each other. It is natural that manipulating birds and beasts is easier than manipulating humans.

Just a glance, he ignored it and ran towards the land. His speed was very fast, but his movements were not a bit embarrassing. He stepped between the waves, and the sea breeze whirred.

He was as floating as a fairy.

Not long after, I stepped into the land.

Some people who wanted to block could not stop them at all, so they could only watch him disappear from sight, and after a while, they hurriedly notified others.

Longcheng Group is located in Luncheng.
To be continued...