Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 475 Yan Mo Yang Lin

Lin Jiao sat down again, gritted his teeth and said, "One thousand taels, Yang Lin!"

The navy commander smiled and said, "I think that kid is not bad, but I missed it just now. His strength is quite good. I bet one thousand taels, betting that he can break Yang Lin's thirteen-game winning streak!"

Lin Jiao gave this guy a cold look. This navy commander is in a high position, so he doesn't need to give himself face. Moreover, he happens to be of a different party from his father, so it is obvious that he is deliberately trying to find fault.

at the same time……

Inside the iron cage, Yang Lin's face also became gloomy. He looked at Qiao Ye and said, "Little devil, do you know who I am? You dare to speak madly, but you still want to kill me?"

Qiao Ye shrugged, and hooked his finger directly at Yang Lin, signaling him to stop talking so much.

to hit...

Then hit!

"court death!"

Yang Lin let out a low roar, and the whole person rushed forward and punched Qiao Ye directly.

boom!

Qiao Ye took a step forward, and the golden brilliance appeared on his body, and he cast a golden body of nine turns.

Yang Lin punched Qiao Ye's chest, and his expression changed.

so hard!

Yang Lin's cultivation level is still higher than Jiang Kuang, who was killed before Qiao Ye, but not everyone understands Qi Jin. Qiao Ye thinks it is easier to deal with Yang Lin than to deal with Jiang Kuang.

"You can use a little more force." Qiao Ye said, "I can still hold it!"

Yang Lin's face turned red, provocative, this is a blatant provocation!

Yang Lin roared again, and swept out with a kick, kicking Qiao Ye's chest fiercely. However, after a circle of golden ripples swayed around Qiao Ye's body, he was still indifferent, and he casually stretched out his hand and slapped it. Dust the collar in front of you.

Yang Lin's eyes became colder. After landing on his toes, he punched again, no longer holding his hand, and his strength was a bit stronger than before. He stopped greeting Qiao Ye's chest, and punched Qiao Ye directly. face door.

boom!

This time, Qiao Ye did not remain indifferent, but when Yang Lin punched, he stretched out his hand and took Yang Lin's fist directly.

As soon as he grasped Yang Lin's fist, Qiao Ye put one hand on Yang Lin's waist, lifted Yang Lin directly, and threw it towards the iron cage on the side.

With a bang, Yang Lin was smashed onto the iron cage by Qiao Ye, and the iron cage kept shaking and shaking violently.

Yang Lin felt his bones tremble. Seeing Qiao Ye approaching, when he put his palm on the ground, he bounced off the ground and swept towards Qiao Ye again in midair.

Qiao Ye stretched out his hand directly, grabbed Yang Lin's ankle, and then lifted Yang Lin up again and smashed Yang Lin back onto the iron cage.

This time, Yang Lin couldn't hold back, his throat was sweet, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

"Fight, go up and fight again."

"Yang Lin, you **** waste, you can't even beat a newcomer!"

"If you make me lose money, I'll kill you later."

Around the iron cage, the surrounding circle of jailers kept booing and shouting loudly.

Yang Lin gritted his teeth and looked at Qiao Ye even colder.

Failed!

Yang Lin found that the young man in his early twenties was actually stronger than he thought, and even, the cultivation base was definitely not inferior, and he was also a demon king!

"Demonization!" Yang Lin roared, "Yan Mo Liuhuo!"

boom!

Along with Yang Lin's low roar, there was an explosive roar on Yang Lin's body.

In the next instant, Yang Lin's body burned with a raging flame.

"Ah, ah..."

Yang Lin kept raising his head and roaring, and with the rising of flames, red scales appeared on Yan Mo's body.

Those scales were like red-hot stones, they fit on Yang Lin's body, emitting a red light, and then spread continuously, at first only on the back of the hand, then spread to the shoulders, neck, and even half of Yang Lin's face. Covered by the red stone-like scales.

The sixth-grade magic system is demonized, and Yan Mo is flaming!

There were exclamations all around, the demonization of the demon system was rare, and it meant strength in the demon domain itself.

Lin Jiao couldn't help laughing, and said to the navy chief next to him: "Yang Lin's demonization is demonization, and he is a first-class demonization of the Yan Mo lineage. Before demonization, that kid may be a little stronger than Yang Lin, but After the demonization, how could that kid be Yang Lin's opponent? Look at what kind of **** that kid's demonization is!"

Although Qiao Ye doesn't take Yang Lin seriously, he is demonized after all. If you want to kill a demonized person who has entered a demonized state under normal conditions, even if Qiao Ye is confident, he is not so confident, because then it is not called Confidence, that's arrogance!

The black smoke spread out in an instant, and Qiao Ye deliberately covered his body with black smoke, so that the other party could not tell whether the black armor of Tianmobaxue was magical or not. After the armor completely wrapped the whole body , Qiao Ye strode out from the black smoke.

Lin Jiao laughed and said, "Look, look, it turns out to be a demonization of the combat system, garbage!"

Weapons, armor, and pure physical enhancements, such as the gigantic body, or the mutation of a certain part of the body, which increases the physical aspects such as strength and speed, all belong to the combat system.

And the combat department...

It is recognized in the Demon Realm that the most demonized types, the demonization state of the combat department, often means no talent, poor, and no potential.

Lin Jiao shouted: "How can you fight Yang Lin with this garbage demonization ability!"

at the same time……

When Lin Jiao shouted, Yang Lin gritted his teeth and said to Qiao Ye: "Little devil, I just gave you three points just now. Now is the real battle. You are finished."

"Nonsense!" Qiao Ye pouted and said, "Come on, continue!"

Yang Lin said: "Since you are in a hurry to die, then I will fulfill your wish, Yan Moquan!"

Yang Lin raised his fist, and a crimson flame appeared around Yang Lin's arm. In the next instant, Yang Lin slammed a punch forward, and a huge crimson fireball was condensed and flew forward. .

Boom!

The half-human-high fireball flew out, and the moment it hit Qiao Ye, an explosion occurred immediately, a huge roar sounded, and the entire iron cage was shaken.

The jailer who was standing behind Qiao Ye watching the battle was shocked and hurriedly dispersed.

Almost in an instant, the surging flames rushed out of the iron cage, constantly charging towards the front, the ground was smoked black, and large swathes of thick smoke rushed into the sky.

Lin Jiao laughed loudly and said, "Okay! Beautiful!"

but……

Just the next moment!

The churning flame, as if it was cut by something, suddenly split into two.

Qiao Ye dragged the black halberd and stepped out of the cracked flames. The tip of the halberd dragged across the ground, making a sound of "dang bang, dang bang".

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