Integrating the white beard template, I will create a prosperous world with one punch

Chu Yiming who entered the fighting form is more than two meters tall, while the tallest of the Song family is only 1.8 meters.

The scene is very similar to a group of elementary school students besieging an adult.

Chu Yiming's expression was indifferent. Anyway, his clothes were already torn, and he didn't care if they were more torn.

Let all kinds of attacks hit him.

You don't even need to use the defense of the diamond fruit, and hitting the body with an attack is no different from scratching an itch.

"A bit boring."

Chu Yiming complained silently in his heart.

He found that he was actually an unfortunate person.

He loves fighting and enjoys the bloody feeling of fighting.

But he is too powerful.

In Yucheng, no one except Su Buyi could give him a fierce battle.

And this only one is not willing to compete with him.

If you want it but you don't get it, how can you live.

Chu Yiming took out his Guan Dao, a little disgusted.

After he got bigger, he didn't match the previous knife.

It is not easy to use, it is too light.

He looked left and right for a while.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, he turned around and walked towards the back.

"The monster backed away, he couldn't hold it anymore."

"Everyone, work harder."

"We'll have him in no time!"

When everyone in the Song family saw this, their morale suddenly rose.

The energy in an individual is the same as not wanting money, and he frantically throws it at Chu Yiming.

Chu Yiming walked to a pavilion.

The pavilion is about three meters high, and the four corners support four stone pillars surrounded by one person.

"This looks good."

Chu Yiming slightly bent his knees, hugged the pillar and pulled back.

The small pavilion was unbalanced, and the top hit the ground, kicking up a huge amount of dust.

And Chu Yiming had a new weapon in his hand.

A Song family member with a machete was approaching Chu Yiming's back, intending to stab him in the neck.

The next moment, his liver and gallbladder were about to burst, and his eyes almost popped out of fright.

His world suddenly went dark.

A huge stone pillar hit him hard.

Boom.

Blood splattered.

"interesting!"

Chu Yiming was like a child who had found some fun.

Like whack-a-mole, one stick hits the Song family.

Song Ping: ...

The defense array won't be broken, will it?

It must be like this, right?

Why did Chu Yiming become more fierce?

Song Ping looked at the innocent smile on Chu Yiming's face, and felt a burst of cold air rushing from Weiwei Valley to Tianlinggai.

Chu Yiming was enjoying it.

That kind of smile is exactly the same as the smile that he slaughtered the Zhang family.

"run!"

Song Ping broke his promise again.

As soon as he kicked his legs, he jumped out like a jumping monkey.

The next moment, he fell to the ground with a snap.

Because of fear, he ran in such a hurry that he couldn't get out even if he forgot that the defense array was closed.

He yelled out into the yard.

"Brother, shut down the defensive array!"

Su Buyi and Song Meng didn't know where the fight went.

No one responded to him, Song Ping hurried out of the yard.

He has to go find Song Meng, and the two escape together.

Just two steps away, the huge reaction force made him fall to the ground.

He hit a wall of flesh.

It was Chu Yiming who was standing in front of him, grinning with a big ferocious mouth.

"You can't escape this time."

……

the other side.

Su Buyi and Song Meng are also fighting in full swing.

Song Meng's face was ugly. With the blessing of the defensive formation, his strength far surpassed Su Buyi.

If he dared to fight himself head-on, he would be able to take it in less than a minute.

However, Su Buyi was too slippery.

Every time I want to meet him, I will suddenly flash to an inexplicable place.

He chased all the way, Su Buyi fled all the way, and the two of them had circled the yard several times.

"Is this the King of War? A coward who only knows how to run away."

Song Meng said in disdain.

Su Buyi who was being ridiculed seemed to have no feeling at all.

"If you have the ability, you shut down the defense array."

Song Meng threw a stone at Su Buyi, which was originally the size of a pebble, but it swelled a hundred times after passing through his hands.

This is his ability to magnify objects he encounters.

"There's no point in wasting time."

"The other side may have ended the battle long ago."

Su Buyi twirled and jumped to avoid the stones.

"Yeah, I guess the battle is over."

Puzzled on Song Meng's face.

He didn't understand why Su Buyi did this.

He seems to be stalling for time.

But isn't it more unfavorable for him as time goes by?

When Song Ping and the others surrounded him, they would be able to kill Su Buyi.

At this moment, Song Meng heard his brother's shouting in the distance.

"Close the defensive array?"

Embarrassment appeared on his face.

Presumably, the younger brother's battle had ended long ago, and he must have said that because he thought he had also taken down Su Buyi.

Running and running, the two gradually approached the place where they started.

Song Meng sneered in his heart.

Su Buyi was in a panic.

"It's time for this cat-and-mouse game to end."

Su Bu disappeared in a flash, and Song Meng punched a big hole in the wall, and slipped in through the hole.

"what's the situation?"

Song Meng looked around, and there were only two people standing in the yard at the moment.

One was Su Buyi who looked at him with a playful look.

the other is……

how could this be?

Pools of blood and broken flesh on the ground testify to the brutality of the battle.

Under the moonlight, Chu Yiming pinched Song Ping's neck and was lifting him up high.

Song Meng stared blankly at this scene, even forgot to breathe.

"younger brother!"

He let out a piercing cry.

Chu Yiming turned his head and glanced casually at Song Meng.

"Have you finally come back?"

"When I eat, I always like to leave the best food behind."

"The same goes for fighting."

"However, your performance so far has disappointed me."

Chu Yiming sighed.

Song Meng's eyes were red.

He didn't know why things developed like this, but he knew that his brother was being strangled by the demon at the moment.

He picked up the mace in his hand.

"Giant!"

Then he threw it at Chu Yiming fiercely.

The mace swelled like a hill.

Like the top of Mount Tai.

And Chu Yiming just stretched out his other hand.

Biggest weapon, tiny palm.

But what shocked Song Meng was still behind.

Chu Yiming blocked it.

His hands didn't even move back a little.

"Is this all your strength?"

"Yes, it makes me feel a little pain."

"You are still much stronger than your useless brother."

Then Chu Yiming mobilized the energy in his body.

"Shake-shatter."

As his real fruit proficiency increases, it can be used more carefully.

This is also his attempt.

Different from being broken into pieces in the past, under the action of countless tiny vibration forces, the huge mace turned into a ball of black powder.

A gust of wind blew by, carrying away what he wasn't supposed to be able to carry away.

Song Mengru was struck by lightning and fell to his knees, he knew he was completely stumped this time.

And Su Bu who was next to him also showed bitterness.

Chu Yiming has become stronger again, compared to himself, the king of battle, seems a bit useless.