There is too much clutter in the garage, piles of worn-out tires, and abandoned cars parked haphazardly.

These are natural bunkers.

For a marksman, being able to be shot in so many bunkers must be insulting to the name of a master.

Therefore, Ye Feng and the six people on the other side shot at each other for a long time, and the bullets were all gone, and they didn't hurt the other party in the slightest.

Of course, the other party did not hurt him.

Although it was a scene of equal strength, Ye Feng's marksmanship was obviously a cut above those six people, because Ye Feng had to protect Situ Wanxiu who was stopped in a dead corner with one against six.

At this moment, the bullets of the six marksmanship masters were almost exhausted, and their patience was long gone.

Once, they were mercenary elite soldiers who crisscrossed the major battlefields, and now they are the gold medal gunners and combat masters of the underground organization of Sunflower, and they have been fighting for a long time with six against one, and everyone feels a deep shame.

The shame that the young man on the other side brought them.

Only by killing him can this shame be washed away.

So, the shooting stopped.

The six people who shot Ye Feng threw away the guns in their hands. Glancing at each other, their bodies were like leopard ghosts, and they quickly pounced towards Ye Feng.

Six people attacked at the same time to destroy Ye Feng.

These six people were originally more than thirty meters away from Ye Feng, but they were already close with a longitudinal voice. "Miss Situ, don't show your head, continue to hide." Ye Feng saw that Situ Wanxiu in the car was looking over with his head sticking out, so he shouted.

As soon as his words fell, the black man who was as strong and tall as Dwayne Johnson was the first to pounce, this black man, more than two meters tall! The bulging muscles, like stones the size of a bowl, give people a strong sense of oppression.

Although his body is large, it is not bulky at all, on the contrary, it has the agility of a cheetah. was the first to arrive, and with a punch, the air exploded, and the huge fist covered Ye Feng's face.

At the same time, when his fist arrived, his tower-like body, like a mountain, leaned towards Ye Feng.

"Eight poles close to the fist!" Ye Feng recognized this black man's boxing technique.

Close-fitting support, also known as Tieshan Reliance or Sticking Mountain Reliance, is a set of famous routines in the Bajiquan system. It is famous for its simple and strong, short and dangerous, fierce rise and fall, hard opening and hard fighting, collapse and squeeze, close to the body and falling, fierce and abnormal style and strong technical characteristics. Passed down from generation to generation in the Eight Extremes Fist Gate.

Tie Shanjiao was originally an extremely ferocious fist technique, and when it was unleashed by this huge black man, it was even more powerful, bursting out with extremely terrifying power, giving people a feeling that the giant spirit god had descended into the world with infinite power.

It seems that after this punch, he will be beaten into a meatloaf.

In the face of the black man's fierce iron fist, Ye Feng was not cowardly, the dantian drummed like thunder, the heart beat like fire, the blood surged like a tide, and the clothes on his body bulged like an inflated ball.

The strong and thick green tendons are wrapped around the neck like a green snake, and the muscles of the whole body, like steel wire ropes, are twisted together.

Ye Feng practiced hard kung fu, although he got the true transmission of the second master's body method, and the battle seemed very elegant, but his kung fu path was mainly based on fierceness, and he liked this kind of hard and hard the most.

Bang!

He slapped hard, slapped hard, and his body also relied on beating!

He turned out to be palm-to-fist, lean-to-to-fist!

This is the big staker in the Shaolin Seventy-two stunts.

Shaolin 72 stunts, 36 kinds of hard skills, 36 kinds of soft skills, of which the big stele wrestler ranks third among the 36 kinds of hard skills, and the second place is Donkey Kong palm!

The big monument wrestler is the same as the iron mountain, a fierce mess!

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Fist to palm! Lean on your body! This strong black man, who was two heads taller than Ye Feng, was hit with his feet lifted, fell three meters, and rolled to the side, at the same time, a crisp sound of fractures sounded.

This black man's arm, which was thicker than his thigh, was broken by Ye Feng!

The big stele smasher can even break the huge stele of Shaolin Temple, not to mention this flesh and blood.

However, this black master obviously not only has strength, he is also very flexible and agile, rolling the ground and defusing the strength at the same time, and at the same time preparing the next offensive, and then trying to attack.

However, Ye Feng would not give him this opportunity, and he followed the end of the world like a shadow.

At the moment when this black master stood up, Ye Feng had already jumped high, and another big slammer fell from the sky and slapped at the black master's Tianling Gai.

Click!

Like the sound of a big truck tire crushing a brick on the side of the road, this black man as strong as a giant bull was slapped to death by Ye Feng with a palm.

The Heavenly Spirit Cover has exploded!

With Ye Feng's cultivation at the peak of the ground level now, he poured his arms into his arms, his qi and blood were galloping, and he was a big stele wrestler who was just and fierce, not to mention a two-meter-tall strong man, even if it was an elephant's head, it could be smashed.

Although this black man is large, he is as strong as a black buffalo and a muscular tower. And his boxing skills are sharp, he has a big head and a hard skull, but his head is still worse than an elephant's head.

"Ah, this ......"

Ye Feng's extremely bloody, violent and ruthless methods suddenly shocked the other five masters. Just now, he was a fierce and strong person, but the next moment he was slapped alive on the head.

Although these five masters often experience battles and battles, they still can't stand it slightly when they see this scene.

They all gasped in their hearts, and at the same time, they felt their scalps tingle, as if the Heavenly Spirit Gai was about to be hit by Ye Feng's iron hammer at any time, and it would be smashed like a black man!

Fortunately, at this moment, Situ Wanxiu obediently hid in the car and did not show her head, nor did she peek, otherwise the scene just now would definitely become a shadow of her life.

"OMG, Toshiro Kono, this Ye Feng is too powerful, what is the origin?"

A white man named Mark said in a frightened tone.

"I don't know, I've been wandering around the world all these years, and the devil knows when he came out of the woods? Also, don't call me Toshiro Kono, I'll call Toshiro Kono. ”

A young man with an eastern face named Toshiro Kono looked at the scene in front of him, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes. His tongue licked his lips, which were a little dry. The blood on his lips was licked clean by him.

If the black man just now was a black buffalo, then he is now a bloodthirsty lone wolf in the wilderness, ferocious, cunning, and ruthless, the meaning of these three words is perfectly expressed in his green eyes.

His right hand, holding the dagger upside down, shook it, and lightning slashed towards Ye Feng's throat.

The dagger was apparently specially treated, pitch black in color, and not reflective under the moon. And he held the dagger in a strange way, but he grasped it and hid the blade under his forearm. Ordinary people can't see the weapon in his hand at all, just because he is hitting with his forearm.

This is the short sword grip of Oriental Kendo, which evolved over the course of 400 years of shogunate warfare to confuse the enemy and is the most effective killing technique.

If it was an ordinary martial artist, looking at his movements, he would definitely not be able to tell that he was secretly holding a weapon. As a result, if you use a grappling or knocking with your own arm, you will suffer immediately!

But what a character Ye Feng is! Where will he be fooled by the skill of his hidden knife under the forearm?

And this guy is called Kono Junlang, is it the 'young talent' of the Kono family, who came to give himself a head?

Ye Feng's eyes also flashed with excitement, for the old opponent of the Kono family, he killed one too little, killing ten was not enough, killing a hundred to relieve his anger!

Moreover, he doesn't like the eyes of this Toshiro Kono, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a pervert!

Just when Ye Feng's mind was in a hurry, Kono Toshiro had already pounced in front of him, Ye Feng easily dodged his small arm that hid the knife, and at the same time hit the dark leg and kicked Kono Toshiro's crotch.

This leg is silent, fast, yin, ruthless and tricky.

Dealing with these perverts, Ye Feng's moves are also quite perverted.

However, unexpectedly, in this moment, Toshiro Kono actually saw his intentions and reacted.

He actually took a leg and cut it off, stopping Ye Feng's old yin leg.

Bang!

The two legs collided, as if the sonorous sound of gold and iron intersecting, and Ye Feng's body was shaken back.

"Good guy, this Kono Toshiro is very strong, the young Toshihiko of the Kono family is really hammered. Sorry, kill another Kono Juncai. ”

Ye Feng was shocked back, not surprised.

However, before Ye Feng could make the next move, the daggers of the other four masters were also slashed at the same time.

I have to say that including the black people who had just been slapped by Ye Feng to blow up the Tianling Gai, these six enemies were very strong. And all of them have weapons in their hands, and they don't besiege with their bare hands. Rao is Ye Feng's strength is superb, and he does not dare to slack off at all, only by mentioning all his spirit can he be invincible.

Because in such an environment, in addition to defending against the enemy, it is also necessary to prevent cold black guns.

No one knows how many gunmen are still lurking in this complex terrain garage.

Maybe he had just killed it, and just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a bullet from nowhere pierced his throat.

Sou!

Ye Feng was close to the end of the world with one move, and his body instantly moved more than ten meters horizontally, avoiding the drawing of the arms of the four people.

"Teleportation?"

"What kung fu?"

The four people whose daggers missed, especially the two foreign white men, had ghost-like expressions.

They envy this method, but they can't learn it.

On the battlefield, Ye Feng didn't care about them, and while dodging the attack, his body was like a tense rubber band, and it ejected back in an instant.

Like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, he lunged forward, the joints of his shoulders clicking, and reached out to grab the dagger in the hand of a white man.

It's like picking up something!