"Beggar Association"

An Qisheng's eyes swayed.

It is enough to die in the morning and evening. Throughout history, many people have been moving forward even though they know the road ahead is slim, saying that they are stupid or paranoid.

Such people are extremely pure.

He thought he could not do this, but he also admired such a person in his heart.

Although Porter is a foreigner, in his opinion, he is more like a great Xuanren than many great Xuanren.

"You are quite interesting. You're going to die. What kind of power is beyond ordinary people?"

Tong Zhengyang's eyes were fun and he became a little interested.

He did not take action again. His physical strength was so precious. A dying person was not worth his attack again.

After thinking about it, he said lightly:

"I don't know the so-called Kung Fu and Martial Arts in your world, but at first, martial arts are nothing more than polishing muscles, bones, skin, flesh, flesh, marrow, blood through various means. If the body is not much different, true qi can be produced. Once the true qi comes out, it will be another world."

Speaking of this, he paused:

"It's more than enough to produce true energy with your body. Unfortunately, there is no spiritual energy in this world."

True qi is formed by the human body to a certain extent, which is formed by the integration of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with its own internal strength. One part is in the human body and nine parts are in the sky, and none of them is indispensable.

Without the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it is impossible to generate true energy.

It is precisely because there is no spiritual energy in the world, his true energy is getting less and less, and his physical injuries are not healed for a long time, and even every move consumes a lot of physical strength.

"gas"

Porter murmured to himself.

He is not unfamiliar with the word Qi. Although he is a man from the Empire of the Sun, he learns the orthodox boxing technique of Daxuan and has a deep understanding of Daxuan culture.

He knew that the word Qi is indispensable in the Great Xuan culture, whether in Buddhism or Confucian classics.

But for more than ten years, he has traveled to Daxuan, Sanyin Kingdom, Fusang, and South Korea without finding any trace of "qi".

‘Qi’ does not seem to exist at all.

"True Qi"

An Qisheng wrote down what Tong Zhengyang said one by one in his heart.

This mysterious man had no idea of ​​spreading his martial arts, but he might not have been able to get it.

At that time, I have to see if I really can’t practice “qi”.

"If the true qi is formed, the meridians can be outlined in the body, combined with heaven and earth as one, and the true qi is infinite, then the qi and meridians can be achieved."

Tong Zhengyang said and waved his hand:

"It's useless to say more. You can go and find a cemetery, which will save you from exposing your body in the wilderness."

This person's desire for Tao is quite strong, but it has nothing to do with him. He has neither interest in wasting his energy nor the intention of passing on his secrets to try.

What does it have to do with me if you have a broken road?

"Thank you for your answer."

Porter bowed slightly:

"I'm sure you ask about your name."

"Your Kung Fu is at the top of this world, and you are qualified to know my name."

Tong Zhengyang responded lightly:

"I am connected with Zhengyang."

"Tongzhengyang"

Porter took a deep breath, turned around and walked into the night, gradually fading away.

When he came, his pace became slower, but he had a little more unusual taste.

It was faintly true that Anqisheng felt that Porter did not seem to die.

Thinking of it, he sighed in his heart.

Porter has already achieved great success in Gangjin and may even see the great master of God, but he is not his opponent. I am afraid that Mu Long City will not be his opponent.

However, Tong Zhengyang only needs another force to kill Potter on the spot, but did not do so.

An Qisheng, who had seen him, couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

I remember that he had to swallow a lot of military rations before taking action.

Perhaps, his injuries were more serious than he thought

"You seem to be quite interested in these things?"

Tong Zhengyang's eyes fell on An Qisheng, seemingly smiling.

Unlike what An Qisheng thought, although his serious injury prevented him from exerting all his strength, it was still possible to add one point to kill the white man.

However, he consumed too much and was not willing to squander his physical strength.

"Will you say it?"

An Qisheng patted the ragged clothes without any intention of asking questions.

"hehe."

Tong Zhengyang swallowed a few more military ration pills, pinched his flat pocket, and said to himself:

“Not much left”

The sky is dark, and the morning dew is deep under the night.

On the pickup truck next to the highway, Li Yan didn't sleep all night and his eyes were red.

Scream~

As the tires were rubbing violently with the ground, Wang Anfeng pushed open the car door and walked down, his face looking extremely ugly.

Knowing that Shi Xinlu and the others were killed, An Qi was unknown, and he didn't sleep all night.

He drove after him.

"My sister called and said that there was a dangerous person who was likely to smuggle the border and asked me to go back, but I refused."

Wang Anfeng took a deep breath and his temples jumped straight:

"Brother An was called by me. If he doesn't die, I will save him. If he dies, I will kill him no matter who it is!"

"You are very brave, you dare to resist your sister."

Li Yan was amazed.

Wang Anfeng is different from him. He has lived under the protection of Wang Zhixuan since he was a child. Wang Zhixuan always said that he did not dare to say that he did not dare to go east but not west.

Now he was surprised that he dared to disobey his sister's orders.

"If I return to China like this, what kind of face would I have to meet Brother An's parents?"

Wang Anfeng's face looked very bad:

"Everyone lives, no one is taller than anyone else."

"You"

Li Yan rubbed his face and changed the topic helplessly:

"Dr. Wang's injury is healed? Who is the dangerous person she is talking about?"

"I don't know, I just say that the person who comes is extremely dangerous, so I can return home quickly."

Wang Anfeng shook his head and gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't change the topic. No matter what, Brother An, I must find it. I will live and see people dead and see corpses!"

"Young Master Li, the country has confirmed that An Qisheng is not dead, and is in the hands of the criminals who killed Shi Xinlu and Shi Xinwu, the two masters."

At this time, Wang Hu walked over and handed a laptop to Li Yan.

"Um."

Li Yan took the computer, and the surveillance videos were playing on it.

"Where are people?"

Wang Anfeng squeezed over.

"This man in black"

Li Yan frowned and his heart jumped:

"An Feng, look, is this man in black the one we saw from you and my sister?"

“Which?”
To be continued...