Chapter 233

Because in the ancient martial arts world, even the most talented disciples of the sect and aristocratic family, at the age of 17 or 18, have at most two or three levels of cultivation the day after tomorrow, and often these talented disciples are just superficial, empty of internal power accumulated by pills, but their actual combat effectiveness is far less than that of the older martial artists in the same realm.

The older you are, the higher your accomplishments are in the ancient martial arts world, and the better your combat experience and moves are. With three levels of cultivation the day after tomorrow, Hong Botong can gain such a reputation in the Jianghu as "lightness skill floating on the water". Not only is he good at lightness skills, but also he can look at the situation. When he sees a stronger martial artist, he immediately runs away. Once he is sure that the other party is not as good as himself, he will come forward and bully him impolitely.

Moreover, with his unique lightness skill, Hong Botong often does some sneaky things and receives some tasks like killers and kidnappings through the Internet. He lives much better than most martial artists.

However, often walking by the river, where do you have wet shoes? Hong Botong never thought that he had done so many dangerous activities and even been watched by relevant state departments, but he would capsize in the gutter in such a small kidnapping case. Moreover, it was planted in the hands of Lin Feng, a young man who seemed harmless to humans and animals.

"Cough... I... i... why... Can't... Breathe..."

His eyes widened in horror, and his eyes widened. Hong Botong just didn't understand what the "phlegm" in the dialogue between Lin Feng and Wang Zhong said? But now, he has experienced it personally. The sputum that blocked his throat blocked his breathing trachea, so that he couldn't breathe at all. His face turned pale and coughed continuously in an attempt to spit out the sputum.

Wang Zhong, who had the same experience, looked at Lin Feng in horror, pointed to him and cried tremblingly, "what evil skill is this? Is it the star sucking method? Even the phlegm in our bodies can be controlled! "

Hearing Wang Zhong's words, Hong Botong completely believed that he had become so uncomfortable that he was about to suffocate. It was really caused by Lin Feng. However, Hong Botong didn't see Lin Feng's shot at all. He didn't even know how Lin Feng shot. He immediately looked at Lin Feng with great fear.

"What work do I use! Does it have anything to do with you? Now, you just need to know that I'm going to kill you... Hey hey! It's just a moment... "

There were only two martial artists. Lin Feng's spiritual knowledge completely held, so he looked at Wang Zhong fearlessly and said with a smile, "you had deep internal power and the ability to spit out phlegm in Meiyuan women's health club of sister Tongtong before. Now, I don't think you have the ability... "

With that, Lin Fengling knew something and his water control ability worked again. The strong man Wang Zhong immediately grabbed his neck with a painful expression. His face was very white and couldn't breathe.

"Cough... Hero... Spare... Spare my life..."

Last time, because Lin Feng had left, there was no one to control the sputum. It was just blocked in Wang Zhong's throat. He could easily force the sputum out through his internal power. But this time Lin Feng was controlling it with his spiritual consciousness. Even if Wang Zhong exhausted his internal power, he could not cough out the phlegm in his throat. Therefore, he can only half kneel on the ground, in great pain. His fierce eyes originally revealed have now completely become a desire for survival and a plea for Lin Feng.

"Spare my life... Help... Cough... Help me..."

Because of the lack of oxygen, Hong Botong, who has begun to turn his eyes, dizziness and brain swelling, also worked hard, almost climbed from the ground to Lin Feng, stretched out his arm towards Lin Feng and begged for mercy.

Wang Zhong and Hong Botong are masters of the third and fourth floors of ancient martial arts. In the Jianghu, Wang Zhong is known as "Iron Palm" and Hong Bo Tong is known as "lightness skill floating on the water". Take the Tiangou Gang, the largest gangster in Zhi'an city. Yan Haonan, the leader of the Tiangou Gang, is only on the first floor the day after tomorrow. When he sees Wang Zhong and Hong Botong, he should respectfully call an elder.

However, these two people now lie like dogs in front of Lin Feng and beg for mercy in pain. There is no demeanor and dignity of Wulin experts. If they were not unable to breathe now, they would certainly say a lot of soft words to Lin Feng.

This was the first time Lin Feng used his water control ability to deal with two fighters at the same time. Although it was a little difficult, he was still completely under control.

However, Lin Feng did not really intend to kill the two fighters. In the past 18 years, Lin Feng has killed people. Even if he hasn't killed a chicken, how dare he kill people? Although Lin Feng felt that the two men had committed many evils, even killing them was worthy of death. However, Lin Feng's psychology and mentality is still an ordinary high school student. He only bluff when he says he wants to kill them.

Lin Feng's purpose is very simple. He just wants to get as much information about ancient Chinese martial arts as possible from the mouth of the two gangsters. He even wants to ask if there are other practitioners in China now. These are the fundamental reasons why Lin Feng has been tracking Wang Zhong and came to this abandoned factory by mistake.

Because he wanted to ask questions, Lin Feng temporarily withdrew the phlegm in their bodies, and then smiled and said, "it's not impossible for me to spare you! However, it depends on you... If you don't listen... "

"Listen... Young Xia! hero! What you say is what... We must be obedient, please... Don't let that phlegm block our throat... "

The frightened King bell is still very aware of current affairs. He has fully and deeply felt the terror of Lin Feng's strength, which is much stronger than any martial artist he has ever contacted. It takes minutes to kill him, and what makes Wang Zhong feel scared is that he doesn't know how Lin Feng shot him at all.

"Young Xia, spare your life! I... we have eyes that don't understand Mount Tai. I offend you, young Xia! Please let us go, young Xia! Young Xia, what did you say... We are... "

Hong Bo Tong, who breathed a sigh of relief, also saw the situation clearly. Now Lin Feng, in front of him, where is a 17-year-old boy! It's a terrible God of death!

"Good! Let me ask you two, are you martial arts practitioners of ancient martial arts? What are the accomplishments? Also, what are you doing here in Zhi'an? "

Lin Feng asked them several questions and narrowed his eyes. He enjoyed the feeling of being afraid and awed. This... Is the feeling of being a strong man!