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Han Cangcheng is Daxuan's famous hometown of martial arts, and the origins and development of various types of boxing are all in Cangcheng.

Wu Cangcheng's martial arts hall, no matter its fame or other, is far from being comparable to Xing Cheng.

In Qi Cangzhou Martial Arts Museum, An Qisheng discovered the mental branding remnants of fourteen powerful boxers!

"It's a worthwhile trip ..."

之间 Between the booths of Wushu Hall, An Qisheng opened his eyes slowly.

In his perspective, the fourteen new spiritual panels are shining in a little bit of starlight!

The fourteen panels correspond to the most memorable things of the fourteen great masters in their lives, including the tiger bell golden bell cap, the ancient gate heart fist, the army claw hand, tiger fist, bear fist, Boxing, Longhu capture, advanced military boxing ...

硬 From hard work to outside home, from outside home to home, from practicing to killing, from pace to secret skills, there are more than 70 kinds of practice methods!

Count the boxer panel that was collected intentionally or unintentionally the previous year.

He has mastered twenty-four dark powers, nineteen powers, one Baodan, and three panels including Mulongcheng!

I can say that Daxuan, and even the world's martial arts world, the most elite martial arts have been completely put in front of him.

"This may be the limit ..."

Although the mind was not as swollen as before, An Qisheng's mind was raised.

Everything is better than anything. Any boxing master who has become a boxer has a strong personal will in his boxing. Excessive hunting will affect his own Tao.

就是 The reason why he has not thoroughly penetrated the fist intention of Wang Honglin.

I can't carry that heavy fist with his current spirit.

Seeds need rain, of course, but with floods, the seeds will not break out of the ground.

Alas, it is enough.

With so many panels, boxing skills, one by one, his savings will surpass any boxer in the world in one fell swoop!

........

On the border of Jinyun and Burma, in a mountain forest, leaning on the remote side of a lake, an elegantly decorated manor is built.

Red wall with yellow tiles, big lion, tall gatehouse, burly and serious gatekeeper.

Everything shows the status of its owner.

"Wang Anfeng ..."

On the balcony on the top floor of the manor, Miao Xiu dropped a fragment of his mobile phone and whispered slightly.

His stature is burly, his face is rosy and he doesn't see any wrinkles. He can't see that this is an old man who is old.

"In that video, the man headshot by the sniper rifle is most likely Brother Miao Quan ..."

Not far behind Wu Miaoxiu, several young people stood upright and listened respectfully to the old man speaking.

I speak, an equally majestic youth.

"Miao Quan, there is more to die than dead."

Tong Miao rested her hands and stood, looking at the distant mountain scenery, a flash of memories flashed indifferently:

"He went to Humen at the age of nine and went to the dark at the age of twenty-one. How much effort did the old man put into it? But this indisputable thing, for a woman, even killing thirty-seven people, making the old man unable to replace He speaks ... "

"He dare to come back this time, even if no one else does, the old man will kill him to clear the portal!"

"Teacher ..."

A few young people's faces shuddered, and their hearts could not help but defamate, as if the angry person was not you.

"My martial arts, it was normal to die in assassination, but I was killed by a gun ..."

Wu Miaoxiu said softly, there was no emotion in the old voice:

"It's not decent anyway, do you say?"

"Yes......"

"The teacher said yes."

"Not decent, not decent ..."

The old man's tone slowed down, but a few youths became more and more nervous, knowing that the teacher was angry and reluctant to speak.

"What do you think you should do?"

The old man slowly turned back and walked two steps forward into the living room.

He walked slowly and silently. Between the paces, the youths looked pale, as if they saw a tiger descending from the mountain, Gu Panshengwei.

"The Royal Capital of the Magic City, with several generations of military background, Wang Zhixuan is a martial arts genius of ancient longevity. Backed by the Magic Capital Martial Arts Center, we cannot act lightly ..."

After a moment of silence, the majestic young man who started talking couldn't help speaking.

"Miao Xiong is right."

Tong Miaoxiu nodded slightly and glanced at the magnificent young man:

"Miao Quan has a way to take death. It stands to reason that the old man should not offend such a strong enemy for such an evil barrier ..."

Tong Miaoxiong shook like an electric shock, and he dared not talk.

"But, I always feel a little uncomfortable in my heart."

Wu Miaoxiu sighed softly, and there was a gloom in the sharp eyes like eagle:

"The apprentice who once surrounded me like you, called me Master. I've been teaching for more than ten years. I was expecting the apprentice who was waiting for me to stand up for me. That's why my brain was cracked and killed on the road . "

"Teacher!"

"Don't be sad, disciple, rush to Modu and pick the head of that surnamed Wang!"

"Teacher, I'll kill what Wang Anfeng is!"

When I heard Miao Xiu's words, several people couldn't help but all stood up.

罢 "No, the old man can't bear to let you die for a sin barrier."

The disciples were raging, but Miao Xiu was a little interested.

He waved his hands and let the disciples go down.

"Teacher ..."

A few people looked at each other and did not dare to disobey the teacher's order, but retreated.

"Tiger pulled out of teeth, tied to limbs, or a tiger?"

In the empty room, he sighed softly, and the long-awaited thoughts resurfaced.

After standing for a long time, he reached out and picked up the deskphone on the table, and made a call:

"Brother Mu, it's me ..."

........

Outside the Changcang City Hotel, a red supercar stopped at the roadside.

"嚯! This car is so beautiful!"

The guard at the guard took a look with envy.

He doesn't know cars, but any sports car is something he can't imagine in his life.

咦 "Oh, this car seems to be Boss Liu's ..."

Another security guard pointed his eyes and saw at a glance who the young man in a suit holding a purple wooden box came down from the car.

"Who is this person?"

Another security was a little surprised.

"Liu Jiangxin, the boss of Cangcheng Logistics Company, is less than 30 years old and has a net worth of over 100 million."

Two security guards whispered.

Liu Jiangxin didn't care, he glanced at his watch, calculated the time, and walked towards the hotel quickly.

He is here to deliver courier, and it is a courier that strictly stipulates the time and expires with huge compensation.

In the hotel, if no one beside him got on the elevator and stopped on the sixth floor.

Woo!

Woo!

The deep whistling sound came from far away.

"What's this sound?"

As soon as he reached the corridor on the sixth floor, Liu Jiang frowned.

The soundproofing facilities of Hancang City Hotel are first-rate. Even if you are lying in the room, you cannot hear it outside. Where does this sound come from?

He had doubts in his mind ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ but didn't think much, and walked towards the address.

But as the address got closer and closer, the voice became louder, until he stopped to find out in amazement.

声音 This voice came from the room where I was going.

"The door is unlocked, come in."

He was about to ring the doorbell, and he heard a sound coming from the door.

Click it ~

He twisted slightly, and the door was unlocked.

As the door opened, the sound was ten times louder, as if a low thunder was mixed with the hurricane howling, even he could feel the oncoming wind.

Can't help but look up.

I saw the middle of the room, and in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling window, a young man in white sportswear turned his back on him and sat cross-legged.

Jain seemed to be thunderous and seemed to come from his body.

Suddenly, the blowing floor-to-ceiling window shook and trembled, and it was his breath!

"Let's put things down."

'Thunder' and 'Whistling' slowly stopped, calm voices came.

"Mr. An, right? Your stuff, I need to sign before I can go."

江 Liu Jiang was secretly surprised, but did not forget what he was going to do.

While laying down the rosewood wooden box, he took out the courier list and let An Qisheng sign for it.

"Ok."

An Qisheng answered gently and stood up.

Liu Jiangxin just felt a flower in front of him, and kept staring closely, but he did not see how the ‘Mr. An’ stood up.

"All right."

递 Handed the signed courier slip to the seemingly good-looking courier brother, An Qisheng picked up the rosewood wooden box with a smile on his mouth:

"finally reached."