The whole scene was as quiet as death, and even the fight in the other three rings stopped.

The fourth, this is the fourth special operations elite who died in the hands of Qin Feng, there is no suspense, and there is not even any power to fight back.

Who would dare to go up.

For a moment, it was as if time had stood still, no one spoke, no one moved.

They all just stared at Qin Feng straight, their faces full of shock.

"I'm coming, isn't it the kung fu of country Z, hum, I will too."

A small, dark guy came out with a fist clenched and came to the edge of the ring, without slowing down his movements.

As soon as the body leaned, a 360-degree sideflip went to the ring and landed steadily.

"Hmph, you just continued to have a high-intensity outburst, do you feel exhausted now?"

The guy stared at Qin Feng with a sneer on his face, a vicious look flashing in his eyes.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, this guy in front of him really looked like he had practiced the kung fu of country Z.

"That's right." Qin Feng nodded and asked, "Nanyang's"

The guy stood with his hands behind his back, a look of pride on his face.

"Yes, I'm Indonesian."

Sure enough, Qin Feng knew that due to the war that year, many people in country Z chose to go to Nanyang to hide, including many martial arts masters.

After the end of the war, they stayed in that part of the South Seas and put down roots.

Up to now, there are also the largest number of overseas Chinese in Nanyang in the world.

"At the end of the strong crossbow, don't hurry up and admit defeat"

Seeing that Qin Feng confessed, the sneer on that guy's face was even worse.

"Kill you, that's enough."

Qin Feng replied lightly.

"Arrogance."

The guy's face changed, and his face showed a cold murderous intent.

"If you want to find death, then it will be done for you. Hmph, let me tell you, there are ten Chinese martial arts masters who died in my hands, and you will be the eleventh. ”

"You gave a reason to die!"

Qin Feng sneered, he was originally going to see the kung fu of the same sect, he was ready to spare his life.

However, now he has blocked all his retreats.

Qin Feng looked at that guy, and his voice revealed a boundless killing intent.

"As you wish."

The guy sneered, clenched his hands into fists, and slammed into a bang.

With a bang, his clothes shredded into strips of cloth and fell, revealing his angular muscles.

"Kung Fu in Country Z."

"How could he?"

"There's a good show to watch."

The instructors who watched the excitement on the side all whispered.

The guy took a deep breath and slowly raised his right hand, which was already deformed.

It was covered with calluses, and the color was a little black, as if it hadn't been washed.

Qin Feng frowned slightly, it seemed that he had practiced the black evil palm and other vicious kung fu.

That guy sneered at Qin Feng, splitting a stack and turning his head or something, all of them were pediatrics.

Since he was a child, he was taught by an old man in country Z, constantly sticking sand with his hands and soaking in medicinal solutions.

With all his strength exploding, he was even able to leave a handprint on the steel plate.

Of course, he also used this hand to kill the old fellow, who told him not to marry his granddaughter to him.

In the end, he wasn't the woman yet.

It was almost refreshing, and when he thought about it now, he felt his body stir.

It's a pity that after playing once, the woman committed suicide.

Thinking about it, he looked at Qin Feng, and suddenly moved, and his feet stomped on the ground.

The ring seemed to tremble, and his right hand slapped towards Qin Feng.

That hand gave an extremely slow, heavy feeling, as if it weighed a thousand pounds.

But if you look closely, the speed of the advance is obviously very fast, and it is a very contradictory illusion.

The eyes of the special forces around them widened, lest they miss the slightest excitement. The duel of kung fu in country Z must be exciting.

"Give me death."

Qin Feng sneered, his toes touched the ground, and his body bounced violently.

The right foot is straightened and swept like an iron bar.

Hands and feet collided together.

The audience was silent, staring at the place where the hands and feet touched.

Click!

The guy's right hand suddenly fell suddenly, and his five fingers bent weakly, still trembling.

"How is that possible!"

The guy's face changed dramatically.

"Nothing impossible."

Qin Feng said lightly.

and if they are not of my people, their hearts will be different.

The people of country Z are not stupid, how can they really hand over the things handed down by their ancestors to these white-eyed wolves.

The body continued to flip sideways, and Qin Feng's right foot kept sweeping out.

That guy could only keep raising his hand to resist, and was shocked and kept retreating.

"Damn it!"

The guy kept scolding in his mouth, but he didn't expect him to be unstoppable.

Moreover, Qin Feng's feet were like a thousand pounds, and every time he swept over like an iron rod.

The guy couldn't stop it, and the whole person was kicked out in an instant, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

He slammed to the ground, his face completely distorted.

I thought that Qin Feng would kill a few people in a row, and it must have consumed a lot, but who knows, that guy is still so fierce

He gritted his teeth, supported the ground with both hands, jumped up, reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Qin Feng with some horror.

"Count you ruthless, let's see, I recognize ......"

Before the words fell, Qin Feng's leg landed on the side of the guy's face.

The guy shook his head violently, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, staring at Qin Feng in horror.

"You ......"

"Remember in the next life, don't talk so much nonsense to your opponent on the battlefield."

Qin Feng retracted his feet and said with a cold face.

Dizzy, with stars in his eyes, the guy got a blow to his head, and his mouth, nose, and ears began to bleed.

The whole person walked around twice, and with a bang, he fell down, and there was no movement.

Five, fifth.

After killing five in a row, the special forces of many other countries have fought a cold war.

Several instructors did the same, they wanted to watch a wonderful duel, but who knows, it was just a simple killing.

Qin Feng was already covered in blood, chest, injuries and injuries.

But his face didn't have the slightest hint of pain, it was still so cold.

"Who else?"

His gaze slowly swept over the faces of the people below, and he said coldly word by word

The words fell, but no one dared to speak.

Even, when many people saw Qin Feng's cold eyes and the corpse at his feet, they subconsciously took a step back.

The audience was silent, and Qin Feng, who was covered in blood, stood proudly.

One person pressed everyone to not speak.

This is the soldier of country Z, in the face of provocation, decisive, ruthless, iron-blooded, and will never take a step back.

"I still don't believe it, the wheel war can't kill him."

"He won't last long."

"Consume his physical strength, and admit defeat immediately if something is wrong."

The special forces of the island countries, Ah San, South Vietnam, Filipino maids, Indonesia and other countries reached a consensus, stepped forward together, and surrounded the ring.

Qin Feng tore off the torn military uniform, and held the horn dagger in his right hand.