The Great Tao Chronicle

Cangcheng is the hometown of Daxuan's famous martial arts. The origin and development of various boxing styles are all in Cangcheng.

Cangcheng's martial arts hall, whether in terms of fame or other, is far from what Xingcheng can compare to.

In the Cangzhou Martial Arts Hall alone, An Qisheng discovered the spiritual imprints of fourteen Huajin Great Boxers!

"It's not worth it..."

Between the booths of the martial arts hall, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes.

From his point of view, the fourteen new spiritual panels are shining brightly in the stars!

These fourteen panels correspond to the most memorable things in the life of the fourteen great masters of Huajin, including Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover, Gumen Xinyiquan, Army Eagle Claw Hand, Tiger Fist, Bear Fist, Drunken Fist Boxing, dragon and tiger capture, advanced military boxing...

From hard skills to outsiders, from outsiders to insiders, from practice to killing, from steps to secret skills, there are more than 70 types of boxing practices!

Counting the boxer panels that were collected intentionally or unintentionally in the previous year.

He has already mastered twenty-four dark energy, nineteen Huajin, one holding pill, and three god-seeing panels including Mu Longcheng!

It can be said that Daxuan, and even the entire world of martial arts, the most elite martial arts has been completely placed in front of him.

"This may be the limit..."

Although his mind was not as swollen as before, An Qisheng's heart was enlightened.

There is an excess in everything. Any great boxer who has perfect boxing skills has a strong personal will in his boxing skills. Too much dabbling will affect his own way.

The reason why he didn't go deep into Wang Honglin's boxing intent was this reason.

With his current spirit, he can't carry such a heavy fist.

Seeds need rain, but if the water is flooded, there is no possibility for the seeds to break out of the ground.

However, it is enough.

After digesting so many panels and boxing skills, his savings will surpass that of any boxer in the world in one fell swoop!

........

On the Yunnan-Myanmar border, in a mountain forest, by the remoteness of a lake, an elegantly decorated manor was built.

Red walls and yellow tiles, big lions, tall gates, burly and serious guards.

All of them show the status of their masters.

"Wang Anfeng......"

On the balcony on the top floor of the manor, Miao Xiu threw away the fragments of the mobile phone in his hand and whispered slightly.

He was tall and burly, and his face was ruddy without a trace of wrinkles.

"In that video, the man whose head was shot by the sniper gun is most likely Senior Brother Miao Quan..."

Not far behind Miao Xiu, several young people stood with their hands down, respectfully listening to the old man's words.

The speaker was an equally majestic young man.

"Miao Quan, there is more to die for."

Miao Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the distant mountain scenery, a flash of memory flashed in his indifferent expression:

"He went to Humen at the age of nine, and turned into the dark at the age of 21. How much effort did the old man put into this? But this is not a good thing, even killing thirty-seven people for a mere woman, so that the old man can't replace it. He speaks..."

"This time he dares to come back, even if no one else does it, the old man will kill him to clear the door!"

"teacher......"

The faces of several young people trembled, and they couldn't help but murmur in their hearts, as if the person who was angry before was not you.

"My generation of warriors, it's normal to die in a fight, but being killed by a firearm..."

Miao Xiu said in a soft voice, the old voice lost the joy and anger:

"It's not very decent after all, don't you think?"

"Yes......"

"What the teacher said is."

"Indecent, not decent enough..."

The old man's tone slowed down, but the young people became more and more nervous. Knowing that the teacher's heart was full of anger, they reluctantly responded.

"Then what do you think should be done?"

The old man turned his head slowly, took two steps forward, and walked into the living room.

His footsteps were slow, and he landed silently. While pacing, the faces of those young people turned pale, as if they saw a fierce tiger descending the mountain, looking forward to its prestige.

"The royal family of the Magic Capital has several generations of military backgrounds, and Wang Zhixuan is a martial arts genius comparable to Gu Changsheng. With our back to the Magic Capital Martial Arts Center, we cannot act rashly..."

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

"Miao Xiong said it well."

Miao Xiu nodded slightly and glanced at the majestic young man:

"Miao Quan's death is right. It stands to reason that this old man shouldn't offend such a powerful enemy for such a wicked obstacle..."

Miao Xiong's body shook like an electric shock, and he lowered his head and dared not speak.

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

Miao Xiu sighed softly, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eagle-like eyes:

"The apprentice who used to surround me like you and called me Master, who I have taught for more than ten years, originally expected the apprentice who would stand for me when I was old. Just like that, my brain burst and I was beaten to death on the road. ."

"teacher!"

"Teacher, don't be sad, the disciple will rush to the magic capital and pluck the head of that surnamed Wang!"

"Teacher, I'm going to kill that Wang Anfeng!"

After hearing Miao Xiu's words, several people couldn't bear it any longer, and they all stood up.

"Forget it, this old man can't bear to ask you to die for a wicked obstacle."

The disciples were in a rage, but Miao Xiu was a little disappointed.

He waved his hand and asked the disciples to go down.

"teacher......"

Several people looked at each other in dismay, and did not dare to disobey the teacher's order, so they could only step back.

"A tiger with its teeth and claws pulled out and its limbs bound, is it still a tiger?"

In the empty room, he sighed softly, and the long-cherished thoughts resurfaced in his heart.

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

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

........

Outside the Cangcheng Hotel, a red supercar was parked on the side of the road.

"Huh! This car is so beautiful!"

The security guard on guard gave him an envious glance.

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

"Hey, this car seems to belong to Boss Liu..."

Another security guard had sharp eyes and saw at a glance who was the young man in a suit who got out of the car with a purple wooden box.

"Who is this person?"

Another security guard was a little surprised.

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

The two security guards whispered.

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

He came to deliver the courier, and it was a courier that strictly stipulated the time and required huge compensation for overdue.

In the hotel, he got on the elevator without anyone else, and stopped on the sixth floor.

Phew!

Phew!

The low whistling sound came from far away.

"What's that sound?"

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

Cangcheng Hotel's soundproofing facilities are first-rate. Even if you are partying in your room, you can't hear it outside. Where did this sound come from?

Doubts flashed in his mind~www.novelmt.com~ but he didn't think much about it and walked towards the address.

But as the address got closer, the sound became louder and louder. It wasn't until he stopped to find out in shock.

This voice came from the room he was going to.

"The door is unlocked, come in."

He was about to ring the doorbell when he heard a voice coming from the door.

Click it~

He twisted slightly, and the door was unlocked.

And as the door opened, the sound suddenly became ten times louder, as if the low thunder was mixed with the whistling of a hurricane, and he could even feel the gust of wind blowing in front of him.

I couldn't help but look up.

In the middle of the room, in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, a young man in white sportswear sat cross-legged with his back to him.

It seemed like a thunderous sound, and it seemed to come from his body.

And the shaky and trembling whistling of the floor-to-ceiling windows that blows is his breath!

"Put things down."

The 'thunder' and 'whistle' slowly ceased, and a calm voice came.

"Mr. An, right? Your belongings need to be signed before I can leave."

Liu Jiang was secretly surprised, but he didn't forget what he was going to do.

While putting down the red sandalwood box, he took out the courier slip and asked An Qisheng to sign for it.

"Ok."

An Qisheng answered lightly and stood up.

Liu Jiang's heart only felt a flash before his eyes, and he kept staring at it, but he didn't even see how that 'Mr. An' stood up.

"All right."

Handing the signed courier slip to the courier boy who seemed to be dressed very well, An Qisheng picked up the red sandalwood box, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"finally reached."

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