Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 476

There were expressions of horror and obvious disbelief on everyone's faces.

Although Yang Lin's punch just now couldn't be said to be full strength, it was still powerful. The double attack of bombardment and explosion, even if he didn't die, he should be seriously injured.

However, Qiao Ye walked out like nothing happened.

When did the demonization of the combat system become so strong?

Unless Qiao Ye's magic level is higher than Yang Lin's, but Yang Lin's magic level is already at the sixth level, can Qiao Ye's magic level be higher than Yang Lin's?

What's more, even the demonization of the fifth rank, it is impossible to be so safe and sound.

However, Qiao Ye just walked out.

Yang Lin said angrily: "Boy, what kind of tricks are you playing? You can't be punched by me and nothing will happen!"

Qiao Ye said contemptuously: "So you punched me? I thought you were giving me a massage."

"How daring!" Yang Lin was furious instantly, and shouted at Qiao Ye: "I see how long you can speak wild words!"

As Yang Lin spoke, his legs bent, and he sprang forward, like a predatory beast, heading straight for Qiao Ye.

Yang Lin waved his fists continuously, his body was burning with flames, and every punch would bring out a dancing flame, rolling towards Qiao Ye continuously.

When he came to Qiao Ye, Yang Lin twisted his ankle, and his body whirled, and the flying flames formed a flame tornado, which rolled up quickly.

"Flame dancing summer!"

Yang Lin roared, and the flame tornado moved directly towards Qiao Ye, but it was also in an instant...

In Qiao Ye's hand, the black halberd was filled with smoke.

Qiao Ye was expressionless...

A halberd fell!

Almost at the moment when the black halberd fell, the lingering tornado of flames suddenly spread out, and the broken ones turned into countless flames and scattered towards the surroundings.

Yang Lin reappeared with a look of astonishment.

With a halberd, Qiao Ye broke through the flame tornado.

The next moment, before Yang Lin could react, Qiao Ye raised her leg and kicked forward.

boom!

Yang Lin was kicked in the chest, and his whole body flew backwards again. The huge force felt unmatched, and Yang Lin found that he couldn't resist it at all.

Boom!

Yang Lin's whole body hit the iron cage again, his expression twisted instantly, that kick made Yang Lin feel as if his sternum was broken in an instant.

Da, da, da, da, da...

Qiao Ye took a step, and the sound of footsteps sounded, with a clear rhythm, one up and one down!

Yang Lin clenched his teeth, and before Qiao Ye approached, he roared again: "Yan Moyan rush!"

Boom!

The moment the fist was pushed forward, a circle of flames appeared and turned into a pillar of fire, and layers of heat waves rolled around, constantly pushing.

The surrounding temperature continued to rise, causing the jailers surrounding the cage to retreat a little, avoiding the heat wave.

Then……

Qiao Ye looked at the oncoming pillar of fire, and casually raised his halberd to sweep it away. The moment the black halberd swept across, the pillar of fire coming from the front was instantly cut into two pieces!

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Yang Lin kept roaring, and then punched forward one after another, and pillars of fire appeared one after another, charging towards Qiao Ye continuously.

Qiao Ye was expressionless, holding the halberd with one hand, and kept raising and lowering the black halberd. The pillar of fire that rushed was cut into pieces without even reaching Qiao Ye!

"Ah!" Yang Lin raised his head and roared angrily, "Yan Mo roars!"

Yang Lin opened his mouth in the direction of Qiao Ye, and let out a roar, a huge fire ball condensed in front of Yang Lin's mouth, and then charged towards Qiao Ye.

The fireball was only the size of a head at first, and then it got bigger and bigger, and finally it could almost engulf Qiao Ye's people.

However, Qiao Ye still had an indifferent expression, and pushed his left hand forward.

Boom!

The fireball stopped in front of Qiao Ye, unexpectedly...

Next!

Qiao Ye directly pressed down on the fireball with one palm, then forcibly caught Yang Lin's fireball, and then slammed upwards.

Boom!

The fireball flew towards the air, penetrated the cage, and then exploded suddenly in the air, countless flames exploded, as bright as fireworks.

Yang Lin stared straight ahead, at Qiao Ye. At that moment, Yang Lin seemed to have suddenly lost the will to fight, and fell to the ground as soon as his legs softened.

Qiao Ye came to Yang Lin, but didn't intend to let Yang Lin go. She grabbed Yang Lin's hair and dragged Yang Lin over.

Yang Lin kept struggling, but it was of no use. Qiao Ye forcibly dragged him to the other side, facing Lin Jiao's cage.

boom!

The next moment, Qiao Ye directly grabbed Yang Lin's head and pressed it between the two iron bars of the cage fence.

"Ah, ah, ah..." Yang Lin stretched out his hands, waved them wildly, and shouted loudly: "Help me, save me!"

Qiao Ye pushed Yang Lin's head, and pressed it forward bit by bit. Yang Lin's head was completely stuck between the iron rods. He was in incomparable pain. He kept shouting, struggling, and wanted to escape, but there was nothing. way.

On the forehead, two streaks of bright red blood continued to flow down.

A group of jailers looked at each other.

This is Yang Lin. He had participated in thirteen fights before and won all thirteen fights. Before he was thrown to Nightmare Island, he was a mighty one.

Now he is being tortured to the last breath, struggling constantly!

The two jailers exchanged glances with Lin Jiao, and Lin Jiao gestured with his eyes, and the two guards left and rushed to the edge of the cage grabbing sticks.

The death row prisoners in the third area are much more precious than the ones in the first area and the second area. It doesn't seem like the warden explained it either.

"Hey, stop..."

A jailer came to the front of the cage and yelled at Qiao Ye, but at this moment...

puff!

The black halberd in Qiao Ye's hand suddenly protruded forward, and the jailer's eyes widened instantly. Looking down, the black halberd had already pierced his chest.

"You defeated a Demon Transformer of the seventh level of the Demon Sect Realm, absorbed the power of the Martial Soul, and obtained the value of the Martial Soul: 24,000 points."

The jailer was tilted, and his body fell limply.

at the same time……

Yang Lin's head seemed to explode, and there was a muffled sound, blood gushed out, staining Yang Lin's face all over, but that head was forced to explode by Qiao Ye.

"You defeated a third-level devil in the Demon King Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 35,000 points."

Qiao Ye threw Yang Lin's body away, and said coldly, "Very vulnerable!"

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