Seeing Hu Shaofeng's attitude, Yang Hao knew that he could not hide.

So he could only put the long stick in front of him, trying to intercept Hu Shaofeng's punch.

Although as Yang Hao thought, this punch was intercepted by him with a long stick.

However, his long stick made a crisp and crisp sound!

Why not shock Yang Hao!

"snort!"

"Can you block one punch, or the second punch, or the third punch?"

Seeing that he was blocked with a punch, Hu Shaofeng didn't care.

After all, his first punch is just a test, and it is best to be able to hurt Yang Hao.

If he can't hurt, he has other means!

"Range boxing, two styles!"

Hu Shaofeng's boxing style is very simple, but what is hidden under this simplicity is indeed bloody!

The simpler and unpretentious boxing is, the more amazing the lethality it brings!

Hu Shaofeng pushed his toes and jumped up if he took off.

Then he punched Yang Hao heavily!

Yang Hao wants to fight back.

But if he had fought back now, he might have been beaten to death with one punch before his long stick hit Hu Shaofeng!

This is the shortage of long sticks at close range!

Yang Hao can only defend, but he can't fight back at all!

After blocking Hu Shaofeng's punch again, the sneer on Hu Shaofeng's face became even deeper.

He is now like a cat catching a mouse!

Before killing the rat, slowly kill the rat!

"Range boxing, three styles!"

"Range boxing, four styles!"

"Range boxing, five styles!"

“……”

He punched out one punch after another, and the long stick in Yang Hao's hand slowly cracked open.

The crack was shocking!

This set of boxing was originally created by Chu Tianjiao, but now it has been used by Hu Shaofeng to deal with Yang Hao.

There is an indescribable irony!

There is a saying in football: You will lose after being able to hold on for a long time!

And in the battle, there is also such a saying!

After all, there has never been a person for a long time. He has become a master by relying on his constant defense!

After Hu Shaofeng's series of attacks came down, Yang Hao had already gritted his teeth.

He is almost unable to even hold the stick now!

And there is no chance to fight back, and I have been passively being beaten.

This made him feel extremely wronged.

"Yang Hao!"

"Answer me!"

"What are you fighting with me now!"

Looking at Yang Hao's miserable situation in front of him, Hu Shaofeng snorted coldly and punched him out again.

This punch hit Yang Hao directly on the shoulder, causing Yang Hao to fly ten meters away!

With the sound of impact falling to the ground, Yang Hao spurted out a mouthful of blood, looking extremely tragic.

At this time, he no longer had the strength to fight again!

"Everyone, go and help the patriarch!"

After seeing Yang Hao being seriously injured, several young and strong men shouted.

Suddenly, a group of people rushed over immediately!

"Hu Shaofeng, you are such a beast!"

"As a native of Jiangchuan City, he actually wants to help outsiders deal with Jiangchuan City!"

"You will not die a good death if you forget your ancestors in a few words!"

The young and strong Yang family stood in front of Yang Hao, trying to prevent him from continuing to attack Yang Hao in front of Hu Shaofeng.

Listening to the insult of Yang Family Qing, Hu Shaofeng looked at him disdainful.

He looked at the group of people as if he was watching a group of stinky fish and rotten shrimps.

Without even thinking about the convenience of defense, he walked straight over.

"I, Hu Shaofeng, are a tolerant person."
Chapter completed!