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Chapter Four Hundred and Sixty Four: The Contest of Murder and Murder

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Tang Yuanchen held his hands behind his back and stood tall. Looking at the overall situation, even though he was the only one facing the Song family's nearly 100 black-clothed machetes, there was no one behind him, but his demeanor was still the style of a master and looked down upon him!

overbearing!

It's like confronting the abyss.

Since he agreed to Chen Qiye's request and traveled thousands of miles from Anbei Province to the East China Sea, he never thought of going back alive.

"Shen Mingchao, since you think so, I will die." Tang Yuanchen dusted the dust on his body and said, "Then I will fuck you to death first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was so angry that his legs were filled with bang, and with two bangs, the marble floor under his feet actually burst and opened. He flew out vigorously, first punching, then turning into palms, palms turning into claws, and fingers turning into fingers, like an antelope hanging on its horns, unpredictable changes until Shen Mingchao opened ten inches away, and his fingers turned into guns.

If this finger hits, Shen Mingchao will definitely become a blind man on the spot.

At this moment, Shen Mingchao finally felt Bai Yunfei's despair at the beginning. His martial power was above Bai Yunfei and Zhao Long, but under Tang Yuanchen. His changes in violating the body had blocked all the energy around Shen Mingchao and could only be forced to block it.

With a loud bang, Shen Mingchao was pointed out by a finger and took back seven or eight steps to barely stand firm.

Tang Yuanchen shook his head and said disdainfully: "Baoman, you dare to challenge Mr. Chen?"

Shen Mingchao frowned slightly, Mr. Chen?

Isn’t Tang Yuanchen the helper invited by the God of War?

Why did Mr. Chen again?

He suddenly thought of a possibility, Mr. Chen, the God of War in the East China Sea, Chen Qiye. When he connected these three together, Shen Mingchao's expression changed drastically.

"Tang Yuanchen, tell me who the God of War in the East China Sea is, and I will spare you!" Shen Mingchao said gloomyly.

Tang Yuanchen shook his head speechless. He was only ten steps away from Shen Mingchao. Even if Shen Mingchao had Rewu in hand, he would take Shen Mingchao's head like taking a pill, but he still dared to speak wildly and spare himself not to die?

"Okay, Shen Mingchao, please take my punch and I'll tell you again." As he spoke, Tang Yuanchen walked forward in severity. Shen Mingchao took a deep breath and focused all his life's strength on this punch.

With a loud bang, fists collided, and a small wave of heat swept across at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Plop!

Shen Mingchao was hit by Tang Yuanchen and kneeled down!

A captain and a master of national martial arts were destined to be Tang Yuanchen's opponent from the beginning, unless he could practice to the level of Chen Qiye.

When everyone from the Huang family saw Shen Mingchao kneeling down, they all applauded, as if they were excited about the New Year.

"You can fight well, you should let Shen Mingchao die."

"How come Shen family in Donghai have produced Shen Mingchao, who joined hands with the Song family to bully us Donghai people."

"Master Tang, kill Shen Mingchao."

Seeing that the more intense the process, Huang Tianxiong waved his hand to stop him and said, "It is already the limit of Master Tang to let Shen Mingchao get hurt and kneel down. After all, Shen Mingchao is Mr. Chen's brother."

Having said that, representatives of the Huang clan family, including Huang Haitao, hope that Tang Yuanchen could kill Shen Mingchao on the spot.

When Jiang Mengmeng saw Shen Mingchao kneeling down, she felt so distressed that she couldn't breathe. She shouted heart-wrenchingly: "Tang, Yuan, Chen! If you dare to touch my brother Mingchao, I will kill all your Tang family."

Tang Yuanchen frowned, and in an instant, the idea of ​​killing Shen Mingchao flashed through his mind, and finally he held back.

Tang Yuanchen kicked the Dongyang sword on the ground and was about to turn around and leave, but Shen Mingchao refused.

"Tang Yuanchen, tell me who is Mr. Chen?" Shen Mingchao still roared with a ferocious expression even though he was kneeling on the ground.

Tang Yuanchen was speechless. He thought that Shen Mingchao was a pitiful person. Needless to say, the Song family blocked his eyes and ears. Since Chen Qiye didn't say it, he was too lazy to expose it.

"Shen Mingchao, please take care of yourself." As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Yuanchen disappeared into the Song family's black-clothed square formation.

Since he promised Chen Qiye to protect the Huang family, as long as he was there, he would definitely not allow the men in black from the Song family to do whatever they wanted.

The sword technique of a master of national martial arts was shocking. He used a knife like lightning, slashing, slashing, slashing, picking, monkey jumping, snake drilling, dragon soaring, and horse trampling. Even though he was on the flat ground, even if Tang Yuanchen had only one person, with one knife in his hand, he actually killed seven in and seven out under the surrounding of the Song family's black-clothed square formation, and fought against the entire Song family's black-clothed square formation with one person, showing his righteousness.

But Lin Bo looked at the man in black who was falling down by the Song family, and felt extremely distressed.

These men in black were the dead soldiers of the Song family. They were the elites of the Song family since childhood. With the financial resources of the Song family, they only trained a hundred people, and one of them died was missing. He didn't know how to explain to Song Shizhu.

"Retreat!" Lin Bo said with a wave of his hand.

Shen Mingchao was stunned. He had just treated his wound and was about to take Tang Yuanchen to avenge his shame. How could he leave?

"No, I can fight again!" Shen Mingchao rejected Lin Bo's request.

Song San looked disdainful. Lin Bo was about to curse, but the two black dots that appeared in the distance made a vicious look flash in his eyes, and the good show was finally about to begin.

"Shen Mingchao, don't you even listen to my words?" Since it's acting, Lin Bo smiled coldly.

Shen Mingchao first got into Tang Yuanchen's trick, got hit by several times, and then knelt down in front of Huang Yanjun.

This time, he not only came to complete the mission of the Song family, but also planned to forcibly get Huang Yanjun. How could he give up?

"Lin Bo, you are not qualified to command me!" Shen Mingchao roared with a ferocious expression: "I must kill Tang Yuanchen today to vent my anger."

The two of them could not stand up. Jiang Mengmeng was about to say good things for Shen Mingchao, but the style of painting suddenly changed drastically. Lin Bo actually praised Shen Mingchao.

"Shen Mingchao, you misunderstood. Actually, I have always admired you very much, but when the East China Sea God of War comes, you will definitely not be his opponent." Lin Bo said with a smile.

Shen Mingchao and Jiang Mengmeng looked at each other, and their curiosity was rising. Is the God of War in the East China Sea coming?

They had been fighting with the East China Sea God of War for so long, but they had never met him. They wanted to see what capital the God of War himself had to dare to oppose Song Shizhu.

At this time, the two black shadows were getting closer and closer.

"Chen Qiye, Zhao Long?"

When he saw the person's face clearly, Shen Mingchao and Jiang Mengmeng were shocked at the same time, and then he showed disdain because the person came was Chen Qiye and Zhao Long.

Zhao Long is a defeated general under Shen Mingchao, and Chen Qiye is a waste. How could Shen Mingchao believe that the waste in his eyes would be the famous East China Sea God of War?

Everyone in this world may be the God of War in the East China Sea, but it is impossible for Chen Qiye.

Shen Mingchao looked at Lin Bo and asked, "Lin Bo, who do you think is the God of War in the East China Sea? Zhao Long? Or is the waste Chen Qiye?"

"It's Chen Qiye!"

Shen Mingchao still didn't believe it. At this time, Chen Qiye led Zhao Long to the square formation, and a strange scene appeared.

Chen Qiye was originally harmless, but his momentum suddenly changed drastically. Wherever he went, the black-clothed square formation of the Song family automatically dispersed, and his body was like a divine weapon from the sky, splitting a ball of black water, as if entering a nobody's land.

These men in black were dead soldiers trained by the Song family since childhood. Naturally, they could not be afraid of death. However, when the murderous aura that was about to become substantial in Chen Qiye erupted, a feeling of palpitations arises from each of them, forcing them to retreat.

Shen Mingchao finally discovered the unusual thing about Chen Qiye. Compared with Chen Qiye, the murderous intent he cultivated in the sea of ​​blood over the years was like a calf who saw a blue whale or a frog who saw a crocodile. Whether it was the quality or quantity of murderous intent, it was not the same plane at all.
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