Fang Yang felt the suffocation in his chest swept away, his lips, which were a little blue due to lack of oxygen, quickly returned to blood, and what was even more wonderful was that the heat flow in his body was running wildly at an unprecedented speed, and Fang Yang felt that every cell in his body seemed to tremble with joy.

He had even forgotten that he was still in the sea water more than ten meters deep, and the cold sea water had already been poured into the diving suit along the hole that had been cut in the fight, but Fang Yang didn't feel the cold at all at the moment, and his whole body seemed to be immersed in the warm hot spring, so comfortable that he was about to moan.

Fang Yang's hand was still tightly squeezing the Buddha beads and jade ornaments, his mouth had already opened into an "O" shape due to surprise, fortunately he didn't take a deep breath, otherwise he would definitely be poured into a large mouthful of salty and astringent seawater.

Fang Yang couldn't help but be surprised.

Because at this moment, he had been holding his breath for more than five minutes, and he still didn't feel any suffocation or discomfort, Fang Yang even felt that even if he stayed at the bottom of the sea for a day and a night, there would be no problem at all, provided that there was enough heat flow in his body to support it.

Could this be the legendary inner breath?

A thought flashed through Fang Yang's mind, but he quickly shifted his attention to the hot stream.

The heat flow in his body was running wildly in Fang Yang's meridians like a high-speed train at the moment, and the running route was completely out of the previous category.

In the past, when Fang Yang was cultivating, the heat flow would only circulate along a spherical route in the dantian, and only when Fang Yang deliberately drove it with his mind would it run along a simple small circular route.

But Fang Yang almost suffocated to death just now, after the heat flow erupted in that moment, he spontaneously ran along a very complicated route at high speed, this route still started from the dantian, but soon broke away from the range of the lower dantian, pointed directly at the Baihui acupoint above his head, and then went all the way down, almost returning to the dantian after a big circle around his body.

Every time he ran a lap, Fang Yang felt as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit-like Shutai, and when the heat flow first opened up this route, Fang Yang would still feel the slightest pain, but soon it seemed that the meridians were widened, and the heat flow operated more smoothly and freely.

A trace of heat continued to seep into Fang Yang's meridians as it operated, and these meridians quickly became wider and tougher, if Fang Yang opened his eyes at this moment, he would find that the color of the sea water around him seemed to change slightly.

It was because his body was constantly excreting the impurities that had accumulated in his body over the years, but fortunately, he was now in the sea, and after these impurities were separated, they quickly escaped in the boundless sea, otherwise they would definitely form a slimy black dirt on the surface of his body.

Now it's a lot of trouble.

The whole process might not have taken more than a minute, and Fang Yang could already feel a familiar sense of emptiness.

His heart sank, and he hurriedly received the Buddha beads and jade ornaments into the bag, and then grabbed them tightly in his hands.

What made Fang Yang feel a little surprised was that after the Buddha beads and jade ornaments were put away, the feeling of emptiness and exhaustion naturally disappeared, but the heat flow in his body did not all disappear out of thin air, but still continued to run along the new route this time, but the speed slowed down significantly.

It's like a car that was racing in Formula 1 just now, but now it's a classic car that moves slowly down a country road.

Moreover, not only did Fang Yang not feel weak and sleepy like he had done in the previous few cultivations. On the contrary, he felt that he seemed to have inexhaustible strength in his body, and even with a single move, he could destroy the world.

This was naturally Fang Yang's delusion.

But the obvious increase in strength is certain.

Fang Yang didn't have time to think about it, because although Cheng San was dead, the ultimate goal of his trip was Fan Zihong, if Fan Zihong took advantage of the chaos to escape, then the action that he had been planning for so long in a hurry would be a complete failure.

Fang Yang didn't even think about why he could still be so safe underwater, he kicked his legs violently, and chased in the direction of Fan Zihong's escape.

……

Zhao Yuanhang is the commander of this frogman team.

After receiving the order, he led his crew to set off from the "Taishan" missile destroyer and quickly rushed from the water to the "Pearl of the Mediterranean" cargo ship.

Both warships turned on their high-intensity searchlights, and the sea was as if it were daylight. In addition, everyone brought powerful diving lights, so the visibility in the sea was acceptable.

When Zhao Yuanhang's team arrived at the scene, the vicious battle between Fang Yang and Cheng San had already come to an end, and Cheng San was frantically consuming the last of his body, wanting to drag Fang Yang to the bottom of the sea and die together.

Because he didn't know the specific situation, Zhao Yuanhang used gestures to direct the team members to outflank the past. After entering the range of the underwater pistol, Zhao Yuanhang quickly raised his gun to aim, but the identification system of the individual terminal showed that there were his own people in front of him!

When Zhao Yuanhang received the order, he already knew that a mysterious "comrade-in-arms" had been ambushed here in advance, and it was obvious that one of the two people fighting in front of him was this "comrade-in-arms".

Without hesitation, he put away his underwater pistol, drew his dagger, the best weapon for hand-to-hand combat, and pressed towards the two of them.

At this moment, Zhao Yuanhang saw that the two people who were still entangled just now were separated. One of them spread his hands and feet weakly under the resistance of the water, and sank towards the deeper water, and the blood flowers bloomed in the water, which looked shocking.

Zhao Yuanhang sighed in his heart, it couldn't be that "comrade-in-arms" was killed, right?

Because there were already team members to outflank the front, Zhao Yuanhang didn't care about Fang Yang for the time being, but chased after the slowly sinking corpse.

Soon Zhao Yuanhang grabbed Cheng San's body.

He took off Cheng San's oxygen mask, and under the illumination of the high-intensity diving lamp, Cheng San's face did not have a trace of blood, and it was miserable and white.

In the pitch-black seawater, in the face of such a corpse, ordinary people will definitely be frightened and weak, but Zhao Yuanhang is naturally not an ordinary person, and he has seen a lot of scenes that are much more terrifying than this. So he basically didn't feel any fear, but when he saw Cheng San's face, he couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

In the past two days, when preparing for the mission, Cheng San's photos were repeatedly displayed, and the command constantly warned everyone that this was an extremely dangerous person, and if he faced him head-on in the operation, he must be careful and careful.

Therefore, Cheng San's appearance has long been deeply engraved in the minds of every officer and soldier who participated in the operation tonight.

Zhao Yuanhang didn't expect that this dangerous person, who even the chief of staff of the fleet had solemnly reminded everyone to pay attention to, was quietly killed underwater, and sank to the bottom of the sea alone. At this moment, Zhao Yuanhang couldn't help but have a strong curiosity about the mysterious "comrade-in-arms".

Since this person is an enemy, that person just now must be a comrade-in-arms.

Zhao Yuanhang handed Cheng San's body to the team members who were following him, motioned for him to take the body back to the warship first, and then swam in the direction of Fang Yang.

Cheng San had sunk nearly ten meters deep just now, and Zhao Yuanhang had been stunned for a while when he found him, so by the time he floated up again, Fang Yang had already finished his short but extremely enthusiastic cultivation.

Zhao Yuanhang only had time to see Fang Yang gently kick his leg not far in front of him, swipe his hands behind him, and then dived forward at an astonishing speed. Although it was underwater, Zhao Yuanhang's breathing couldn't help but be much heavier at that moment, and his eyes were even more open.

As a professional frogman officer, Zhao Yuanhang spent more time underwater than he spent on land, and after years of rigorous training, he had never seen anyone burst out so fast underwater, especially Fang Yang was just lightly kicking his legs.

The layman looks at the bustle, the insider looks at the doorway, just from a simple diving speed, Zhao Yuanhang has realized that the "comrade-in-arms" in front of him is not simple.

If he knew that Fang Yang's oxygen pipe had already been cut, and Fang Yang had stayed underwater for more than ten minutes without oxygen supply, he would probably be even more shocked and speechless.

Zhao Yuanhang immediately gestured to the team members, signaling everyone to follow quickly.

……

Fang Yang chased in the direction of Fan Zihong, he who was bent on catching Fan Zihong, didn't realize that his diving speed was unimaginably fast, he just tried his best to go faster, faster......

Fan Zihong is like a lost dog, swimming in one direction in a hurry, his heart is full of fear, he has never been in such a desperate situation since he was a child, and now Cheng San is not by his side, he is even more like he has no backbone.

But even if he tried his best, the distance between Fang Yang and him was constantly shortening. Soon Fan Zihong already felt that someone was catching up, and couldn't help but look back in a panic.

When he saw the diving light that was rapidly approaching him, he was even more frightened, and tried to swing his arms, which were almost numb, and fled forward with all his might.

But Fang Yang quickly approached Fan Zihong.

When he saw Fan Zihong fleeing in vain in front, the corners of Fang Yang's mouth flashed with a sneering smile, and he sped up his speed and quickly approached Fan Zihong like a swimming fish.

Fan Zihong turned around again, and at this time Fang Yang was already less than five meters away from him.

Fan Zihong's eyes widened suddenly, and he even forgot to run away, just staring at Fang Yang deadly.

During the fight, Fang Yang's oxygen mask had already fallen off, and at this moment his face was unobstructed, and under the illumination of the diving lamp, Fan Zihong could naturally see it clearly.

When he saw that the person opposite was Fang Yang, Fan Zihong suddenly understood everything in his heart.

It turns out that all the qiē is his ghost!

He hadn't even noticed Fang Yang's strange situation that he didn't need oxygen at all, his heart was filled with monstrous hatred, and at the same time, deep despair also appeared in his heart.

Fang Yang also stopped, just looking at Fan Zihong coldly, looking at this opponent who had been trying to deal with him since he was reborn.

There are too many grievances between the two, and Fan Zihong has tried to deal with the women around Fang Yang several times, which has also touched Fang Yang's backlash, and the two have already reached the point of not dying.

Today, this qiē can finally be concluded......

Since he was caught up by himself, Fang Yang knew that Fan Zihong would definitely not be able to escape.

And Fan Zihong was obviously aware of this, he stared at Fang Yang with complicated eyes, his eyes flashing with boundless hatred.

Suddenly, Fan Zihong made a choice that surprised Fang Yang a little.

He kicked his legs downward, and the whole person floated in the direction of the water, and Fang Yang followed without hesitation.

In his opinion, Fan Zihong's struggle is completely in vain, the sea has been illuminated by warships as bright as day, there are marines on the freighter, and there are patrol gunships in the sky, where can he run to Fan Zihong with his bare hands?

Fan Zihong quickly surfaced on the sea, Fang Yang also showed his head on the surface of the sea, he took a deep breath, it had been a full fifteen minutes since his last breath, but he didn't feel the slightest discomfort.

Fan Zihong stared at Fang Yang with extremely resentful eyes, and then shouted loudly:

"I'm here, come and get me! I'm here, come and get me! ”

The frogmen who followed behind also surfaced one after another, swimming in the direction of Fang Yang and Fan Zihong.

Fan Zihong gritted his teeth and said to Fang Yang:

"Do you think you won? Even if I am sentenced to death, you don't want to live, and your family, your women, I guarantee that they will die a miserable death......"

Fang Yang's face suddenly turned cold, he felt a trace of madness from Fan Zihong's gaze, and suddenly understood Fan Zihong's purpose of throwing himself into the net......

Fang Yang looked at the frogman who was approaching quickly, as well as the dinghy not far away, and without hesitation, he turned his hand and took out his bow and crossbow, and his eyes were coldly aimed at Fan Zihong, who was still laughing wildly......