The sea of blood in my mind, one more drop of blood.

This is what he took from Saburo Miyamoto.

When the blood flowed into the sea of blood, a message appeared in his mind that he had never had before.

The essence of Miyamoto Saburo's life is naturally the karate he mastered.

It's just that it is now owned by Qin Feng.

Opening his eyes again, the smile on the corner of Qin Feng's mouth was full of evil energy.

This skill allowed him to read the opponent's martial arts.

Although, knowing and using proficiency are two different things.

It was as if it took Qin Feng three years to become proficient enough to master all the abilities of the four brothers.

However, as long as you know the other party's ability, then it is equivalent to knowing all the loopholes.

That's all that matters.

Of course, all this is only known to Qin Feng alone.

With his hands behind his back, he looked at the thunderous Miyamoto Saburo, and he didn't know yet.

Everything he has learned in his life has been given to each other.

"You...... Dare to destroy my face, I will let you die today without a place to bury! ”

Saburo Miyamoto is completely insane.

As soon as he reached out, he removed his coat, revealing a strong muscle.

That look, it's like being enchanted.

"This kid is dead! It's completely finished! ”

"The anger of the national hand is not something he can bear, the last time he got angry, he killed more than ten people, and the bones of this kid will be broken!"

"A waste who eats soft rice dares to mock the master, he is afraid that he will be beaten to death today!"

"They should have died, they should all have died, such a rich land should belong to our empire."

"I'm going to call the consulate, kill this kid in a while, and we'll retreat immediately."

Miyamoto Saburo's disciples kept talking to each other.

They had already decided that Qin Feng would die.

As for the other side, the mad lion took his disciples, and he looked at it with a serious face.

The crazy Miyamoto Saburo will do something, no one knows.

"Listen, if you suffer a loss in a while, copy the guys and them!"

"Master, don't worry, I won't let the little devil be arrogant here!"

"Fight with them, hurry to the kitchen, get a knife!"

"Grandma's, Lao Tzu has endured them for a long time, and today he will spare his life, and Lao Tzu will kill them!"

The disciples on the side of the mad lion are also ready.

Once Qin Feng suffers a loss, they will definitely rush forward.

After all, he is a little stubborn on weekdays, but he is a bloody man in his bones.

However, they are also Chinese.

Zhang Xiong and the others, who were kneeling there, wished that Qin Feng would be killed by a punch.

"Kill this kid, kill him!"

"When Long Xiaoyun becomes a widow, Lao Tzu must sleep with her."

"Miyamoto Saburo is really angry, this time he is not dead, a dead nest, he will definitely die here today!"

These guys have the face of the puppet army back then.

Someone had already stood up and looked at this side with a playful smile.

Of course, the two people in the field didn't pay any attention to everything around them.

In Miyamoto Saburo's eyes, there is only Qin Feng.

"It's a guest from afar, I'll let you make ten moves!"

Standing with his hands in his hands, Qin Feng is now endlessly majestic.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Miyamoto Saburo's face turned iron-blue.

"Die!"

This time, Saburo Miyamoto stopped bickering.

With a wave of his arms, he grabbed Qin Feng with an extremely fast speed.

But Qin Feng still stood on the spot, smiling.

He was not ready to hide.

"It's over!"

Seeing this, the mad lion was anxious.

If he is caught, the consequences are unimaginable.

Seeing Qin Feng like this, he couldn't come close to rescue him.

But just when Qin Feng was about to be caught, he suddenly turned in circles.

Ghostly came behind Saburo Miyamoto.

Lift up a kick and kick it directly in his ass.

"Ahh

With a scream, Saburo Miyamoto fell directly to the ground.

Inertia made his face grab to the ground.

Rolling on the spot, he got up angrily covered in mud.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't fight back!"

Ignoring the prestige of the national hand, Miyamoto Saburo shouted loudly.

"I said you would believe it, when I was your father!"

Qin Feng's words made the Crazy Lion and the others couldn't help laughing.

With just one move, he concluded that Qin Feng had won the battle.

Now, it was Miyamoto Saburo's turn that the disciples couldn't sit still.

In the distance, the security guards who had just gotten up knelt in place one after another.

"I'll fight with you!"

Being so humiliated, Saburo Miyamoto rushed forward again.

It is also to stretch out his palm to shoot, and the name of the stele hand is by no means a decoration.

This push has a force of 600 kilograms, which is stronger than the average combat fighter.

"Smack!"

However, his strength is like a mud ox into the sea.

Diligent leaned on one side, slapped him hard in the face.

The five purple-black palm prints made him fall to the ground one by one.

Qin Feng admits that he does have good fighting skills.

It's a pity that no matter how dazzling the flowers in the greenhouse are, they can't adapt to the wild environment.

Qin Feng, who crawled back from the sea of corpses and blood, had an experience in actual combat that he could not match.

After all, if he loses, he only loses the game, and if he loses on the battlefield, his life is gone.

"Smack...... Syllable...... Smack......"

Gritting his teeth, Saburo Miyamoto got up three times.

They were all slapped to the ground again.

The originally emaciated face was swollen into a pig's head.

The last time, his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.

"Master!"

Seeing that from beginning to end, Miyamoto Saburo didn't touch Qin Feng's clothes.

Now unconscious, his disciples instinctively rushed up to grab someone.

It's a pity, how could Qin Feng let them succeed easily.

Kicking his feet continuously, the disciples who were half a bucket of water suddenly fell to the ground.

The original white dojo clothes are now all mud.

There were purple-black palm prints on their faces, their front teeth were knocked out, and they were holding their faces and lying on the ground.

I don't even have the courage to stand up.

"We were wrong! I'm sorry! ”

I have to say that these guys are in an excellent state of admitting their mistakes.

They all knelt on the ground and kept begging, for fear that Qin Feng would accidentally beat them to death.

"People like you should commit suicide by disembowelment in the island country!"

Qin Feng smiled coldly, and didn't pay attention to the unconscious Miyamoto Saburo.

Step by step in front of Zhang Xiong.

"Master Qin! I haven't moved! ”

actually beat the invincible Miyamoto Saburo into a pig's head.

Zhang Xiong hurriedly supported his body and kept kneeling.

"When the traitor doesn't end well, if you let me know that you are embarrassed by the Long family again, maybe one night, after you fall asleep, you won't be able to wake up."

Throwing down a sentence, Qin Feng walked out.

The mad lion followed with all his disciples.

"Master, I have an apprentice who is in good condition, please see if you can give me some guidance."

After leaving the villa and getting into the car, the mad lion spoke.

"Who?"

Qin Feng looked at the mad lion curiously.

"In the compound of the military region, it is said that his father was a martyr."

"Okay, no problem, what's your name?"

"He Chenguang."