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Bai Yunfei and Bai Yutang led hundreds of young and strong Bai tribes in the East China Sea, standing on the commanding heights and taking the lead in launching an attack. It is still passionate. They are fighting to protect their homes and for the clan's life and death. However, at this time, a woman's unique laughter broke the tranquility.

With a squeak, Jiang Mengmeng laughed out loud: "This is a group of fools. Just these people want to fight with the Song family?"

Shen Mingchao looked into the distance and said with a tense expression: "Mengmeng, don't underestimate the Bai tribe of the East China Sea. The Bai family has always been a prominent family in the East China Sea, and men have always had the tradition of practicing martial arts."

Jiang Mengmeng still looked disdainful. What if she has martial arts skills? So what if she doesn’t have martial arts skills?

Let’s not talk about the difference between these Donghai people and the Song family’s good players. The experience of Shen Mingchao and Bai Yunfei and his son is very different. One is the captain and the other is the boss. In her eyes, the winner has been decided before the fight has been fought.

"Brother Mingchao, you are enough to be a hundred people." Jiang Mengmeng hugged Shen Mingchao and said.

Shen Mingchao touched Jiang Mengmeng's little head very much and said, "Otherwise, how could the Song family choose me as a weapon to open a new city."

Today is the first day of the new market listing. Shen Mingchao feels that he is extremely honorable. The so-called powerful weapon is just another name for being a dog.

However, Shen Mingchao didn't care about being a dog at all. After all, not everyone is qualified to be a family to choose a dog.

Hurry, at this moment, a wave of dust swept by, and hundreds of young and strong men from the Bai tribe of the East China Sea had already reached their sight. Shen Mingchao waved his hand and hundreds of men in the suits of the Song family also met. One was the Bai tribe of the East China Sea and the other was the elite of the Song family's airborne. The two square formations instantly started to fight, and even the sky became much dimmed.

Bai Yunfei, as the boss of the Eastern Sect, was the first to bear the brunt of the Bai tribe team leader. He held a white stick and knocked down two Song family good players in the blink of an eye.

Shen Mingchao felt that it was almost his own appearance. He shook his arms and the black windbreaker on his shoulders automatically slid off. Jiang Mengmeng took it obediently.

"Bai Yunfei, I can accept your surrender on behalf of the Song family. Don't let your tribe members humiliate themselves." Shen Mingchao pointed at Bai Yunfei and said high above.

If it were in the past, Bai Yunfei was really not a match for Shen Mingchao, but today, hundreds of men from the Bai family in the East China Sea fought on the battlefield. For the reputation of the Bai family ancestors, he was already excited and his battles doubled.

"Shen Mingchao, you should be glad that you have a good life, otherwise you would have died under your grandfather's passion." Bai Yunfei said with a stick.

Shen Mingchao frowned slightly, looked at Bai Yunfei and asked, "What do you mean?"

Bai Yunfei saw that Shen Mingchao was still in the dark, and he thought it was ridiculous, but Shen Qiye didn't say it, and he didn't bother to mention it. Since Duan Ronghua had blocked the Song family's Rewu route, they naturally did not bother to use it in the East China Sea and the Wuhua natives.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's see the truth." Bai Yunfei roared, and his feet exerted force with a sharp force. The stick was in front and the person was behind. He was like an angry wild boar, and instantly charged at Shen Mingchao. After driving five meters away from Shen Mingchao, Bai Yunfei picked up the white stick in his hand and jumped high, like a high jump athlete, with his legs coming out, like a divine hammer from the sky, and blasted down Shen Mingchao's shoulders.

"Good come." Shen Mingchao tilted his outer head, not afraid at all, and also blasted his fists like a cannon.

The hammer cannon was about to break out, and with a loud bang, a heat wave burst out instantly. Shen Mingchao took a step back, and Bai Yunfei reluctantly took a step back with the help of the white stick's recoil, which was a clear judgment.

Shen Mingchao patted the dust on his body and said with great disdain: "Bai Yunfei, now you and me are so close, the fire stick in your hand is useless. I see how you can fight me."

A long stick is a long weapon. Only by maintaining a long distance can you give full play to your greatest advantage. However, once you are close, a stick is not as good as a knife, a knife is not as good as a dagger, and a dagger is not as good as a fist.

"Specially needed nine styles, gun fist!"

Shen Mingchao slid forward and opened his arms together, just like a spearman running on the battlefield in ancient times. He blocked Bai Yunfei's upper, middle and lower space with one punch. Even the air formed a small poison dragon drill under Shen Mingchao's punch, which pointed directly at Bai Yunfei's heart.

"Damn it, Shen Mingchao is fighting with you." Bai Yunfei cursed and wanted to send a stick to greet him, but as Shen Mingchao said, only punching is the king when he approaches. Seeing that Shen Mingchao's punch was about to smash the center, Bai Yunfei could only be forced to block the stick.

With a click, Shen Mingchao's punch actually made the white stick brushed with tung oil make a crisp sound.

"Special nine-term, full term."

Bang bang bang!

Shen Mingchao put his strength into his feet, and his whole body was like a propeller that took off, swinging his legs like a stick, and the stick was fatal. Bai Yunfei wanted to fight back, but due to insufficient strength and speed, he could only be forced to defend.

One is the former captain and the other is just a rural martial artist. How could Bai Yunfei beat Shen Mingchao? In the next few moves, Shen Mingchao even made a tough move.

"Specially needed nine types, elbow cannon!"

"Specially needed nine styles, finger gun!"

"Special Nine poses, knee knife!"

Shen Mingchao's special first move, Bai Yunfei's white stick that had been hit cracked, and the elbow cannon exerted force with elbows and attacked with both elbows to focus on the denomination.

Pointing the gun, pointing out the left and right hands, just like two guns in the hand, specializing in the ear, nose, throat, mouth, and knees, specializing in the heart and lungs. One accidentally rubbing can make the opponent breathe rapidly and even cardiac arrest.

The special nine styles were created by Chen Qiye in the northwest, and were formed by softening the combination of Xingyi, Baji, ancient Muay Thai, Karate, and even military boxing of many countries in the United States, Russia, Japan, France and Germany.

But now, the Nine Special Requirements Strategy has been used by Shen Mingchao to attack Bai Yunfei, which is also a kind of irony.

If you are defended for a long time, you will lose!

Shen Mingchao attacked for one and a half minutes, elbows 18 times, thirty-two times, and five reincarnations of flying knees. Bai Yunfei was already numb with his arms and could not even hold the stick. This Dong Sect? Big Old, in this minute and a half, within ninety seconds, he didn't even have a chance to counterattack. He was beaten by Shen Mingchao to become an aggrieved young wife, and felt extremely aggrieved.

"Bai Yunfei, you can't even stand firm, so I'll let you lie down." Shen Mingchao put his hands on his back, smiled coldly, and then threw a whip leg out, kicking the white stick off. The power of the whip leg hit Bai Yunfei's shoulder, and just kicked him out with one leg, gliding against the ground for seven or eight meters before barely stopping.

With a whim, Bai Yunfei vomited out an old blood, and he had no combat power.

"Everyone go and help the patriarch."

"It's paralyzed, Shen Mingchao, a dog bastard, is a native of Donghai, who actually helps Zhonghai people to help the evildoer."

"Shen Mingchao, you are just a dog who forgets your ancestors."

Seeing Bai Yunfei weak, a group of young and powerful Bai family surrounded him and formed a wall of people, standing in front of Shen Mingchao.

After Shen Mingchao put his hands on his back, he saw these young and strong Bai family coming over without any defense as if he was looking at a native chicken and a tile dog.
Chapter completed!