Chapter 850

After seeing ye Lingfeng break the gate, those experts and scholars have more ideas in their hearts. Ye Lingfeng doesn't know. The only thing he worries about now is how to get into the main control room and take things away before the submarine reaches the deep sea area.

But it's a pity that those guys of Tiangong seem to have already thought about it. Even if they are dead, they will have to pull a cushion. From the middle of the submarine to the main control room, ye Lingfeng encountered no less than four or five interceptions. Although those guys are just like unimportant ants to Ye Lingfeng, if they kill too many ants, they will kill people.

Especially now the submarine is no longer a place for people to stay, in addition to the strong foot odor, there is a lot of blood smell. The combination of the two odors is no different from purgatory.

"Kill God, when are you going to be the enemy of our prisoners?" But when ye Lingfeng feels that the murderers are soft hearted, he finally arrives at the main control room. After entering the main control room, he sees Jon staring at him with red eyes.

The blood red light in Jon's eyes is very familiar to Ye Lingfeng. When he was in Jingshui, he saw the same look in the eyes of the owl. And after glancing over the ground under Jon's feet and seeing the syringe with some blood colored liquid left, ye Lingfeng firmly believed his guess.

But to his surprise, the owl was completely out of his mind after injecting the bloody liquid. But Jon also injected the medicine, but the spirit is still awake. He didn't know whether it was Tiangu's improvement of the liquid medicine, or whether the side effects of the injection would vary from person to person.

The only thing he knew for sure was that after he had injected the medicine, Jon even sent out the breath of the ancient martial arts practitioner at the top of the Xuan level. But this kind of breath, like night owl's, is pure physical strength, and there is no internal force.

"I'm also curious why you prisoners always bump into me. My idea was very simple. I wanted to spend two days after washing my hands. After practicing ancient martial arts, I thought about how to improve it. But you have to drag me into this muddy water. You have to deal with me and I'll kill you. What's wrong with that? "

Ye Lingfeng swings the wheel to return to the sword, and looks a little depressed. This is what he says from the bottom of his heart.

"There's no way to change that. But even if I die in your hands, it's an honor. " Jon raised his head and laughed a few times. Then he turned his head and pushed a red handle up. After twisting the handle like twist twist, he murmured in a fanatical tone: "the sky is up, reflecting our generation. The road is hard, and we can live a long life!"

What's more, Tiangong is not a killer organization. How can it be like those people on the wheel now? Listening to Jon Guri's strange words, ye Lingfeng frowned. He could see that the expression on Jon's face just now was almost the same as that of the fanatical believers who were devoted to martyrdom, even with a feeling of compassion.

But ye Lingfeng knew that this son of a bitch didn't mean to be compassionate. The handle he had just cut off was the control rod to control the submarine to dive and float. This guy wants to die, but he doesn't want to be buried with him.

"Kill God, come on!" At this moment, Jon squeezed his hand hard. He heard a hissing sound, and his clothes were just like countless insects crawling. Suddenly, his muscles burst into strips of cloth.

With a loud roar, Jon's muscles suddenly moved like a wild horse running. Then he rushed towards Ye Lingfeng with one step. With one punch, the shoulder bone seemed to break away from the shoulder socket and roared towards Ye Lingfeng's chest.

Don't even want to, ye Lingfeng also crisp fist, toward Jon's fist to meet. There are few opportunities to fight with the metaphysical peak of pure physical strength, and it is very beneficial to the improvement of cultivation. Ye Lingfeng doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

Boom! As soon as the fists meet, ye Lingfeng suddenly feels a sudden shiver in his body. After injecting the liquid medicine, Jon's physical strength has been greatly improved. One punch is like a locomotive running over him.

Even when he was hit by this blow, ye Lingfeng's steps were a little flimsy, and felt that he would almost be hit by this blow.

Is a Leng God of Kung Fu, Jon's left fist toward Ye Lingfeng's chest beat down. The speed of this blow is extremely fast. It's said that it's a critical moment. There is no exaggeration. Ye Lingfeng has no time to retreat.

And even if it's a retreat, it's useless. Because ye Lingfeng felt that if he stepped back, he would be defeated immediately, both in momentum and psychology, and would be taken advantage of by Jon.

And in that case, it's a trade-off. I can't say that I'm really going to be killed by the monster injected with the medicine.

There is no way to return, only hard connection! In the moment of life and death, ye Lingfeng was like a desperate gamble. His mouth suddenly opened, and he poured all his internal power into his lungs. He took a breath like never before in his life.

Wheezing! Wheezing! This breath is like the breath of a running bull, which can be said to be earth shaking. The originally silent cabin is suddenly occupied by the breath of Ye Lingfeng.Even listening to Ye Lingfeng's heavy breathing, there was an illusion in Jon's head. He felt that what was standing in front of him was not ye Lingfeng, but a dragon. A dragon is opening its mouth to devour the world. If you take a breath, you can make the sky, the sun and the moon lose their color and completely swallow up all the air.

Although the heart has been shaken, but Jon's fist or avoid the inevitable bombardment in Ye Lingfeng's chest.

At the moment when his fist touched Ye Lingfeng's chest, with the intense inhalation, ye Lingfeng's chest suddenly puffed up and became like a ball! The muscles of the lungs are fully mobilized, supporting the front chest to the point of perfection.

Bang! In a fight, Jon felt as if his fist had hit a round ball. First, it was sunken, which immediately produced a great rebound.

Poof! And then, ye Lingfeng's mouth suddenly opened, and Jon hit his lungs fiercely. The compressed breath, mixed with Ye Lingfeng's saliva and blood, was like a sharp arrow, straight to Jon's cheek.

Exhale like an arrow! This is a secret skill in nourishing the mind at home. It infuses the lung with internal force, absorbs air as much as possible, turns the chest and lung into a ball, and then compresses the air flow in the body under the pressure of external force to achieve the piercing effect like a sharp arrow.