Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

"Now, it's my turn!"

A ferocious smile appeared on Lin Ye's face, which was covered with demonic patterns, as he slammed his fist into Feng Ling's chest.

Feng Ling was stunned. He could feel that the power contained in this punch was several times stronger than before.

If he gets hit by that punch, he'll definitely be in bad shape!

"Damn it!"

Feng Ling cursed inwardly. He never expected that he, a Soul Emperor at level 61, would be forced into such a miserable situation by a Soul Sect at level 40.

Seeing that Lin Ye's fist was about to hit him, Feng Ling was so anxious that he no longer cared about holding back.

Suddenly, his sixth spirit ring, a black ring representing ten thousand years of cultivation, shone with a dazzling light.

"Boy, you're only a four-ring Soul Master, yet you managed to force me to use my sixth Soul Skill. Your strength is indeed formidable! His Holiness the Pope was right about you!"

Feng Ling's voice echoed throughout the entire Soul Arena, filled with solemnity.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Rending Wind Annihilation Strike!"

A sharp shout,

A gigantic cyan cross slash instantly materialized in front of Feng Ling.

The cross slash was entirely condensed from the purest wind element, its edges shimmering with a chillingly sharp light.

A terrifying energy fluctuation emanated from the cross slash, and an intense sense of oppression swept across the entire Soul Arena!

This is the Soul Emperor's ten-thousand-year soul skill!

The moment the cross slash was formed, it slashed fiercely at Lin Ye, who was right next to it, with unparalleled speed!

"Well done!"

Seeing this, Lin Ye's fighting spirit intensified!

He could feel the power of this move, which far surpassed any move Feng Ling had used before!

But he still didn't dodge!

"First Soul Skill, Thirteen Slashes of the Evil God!"

Lin Ye let out a low shout, and the fist that was already halfway through its strike suddenly changed its move, turning from a fist into a palm and swinging it forward fiercely.

Swish swish!

Several crescent-shaped, dark purple slashes flew out of his palm instantly, rushing towards the huge cyan cross slash.

Lin Ye's idea was simple: first, use the Thirteen Slashes of the Evil God to weaken the power of the opponent's soul skill, and then defend.

Bibi Dong, standing on the sidelines, saw this scene and her eyes revealed approval.

This kid's combat awareness is terrifyingly sharp!

Faced with the Soul Emperor's ten-thousand-year soul skill, he remained calm and made the most correct judgment immediately.

They attacked first and then defended, maximizing their advantages.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Lin Ye's Thirteen Evil God Slashes collided fiercely with the cyan cross slash.

However, the power of the Soul Emperor's sixth soul skill was simply too terrifying.

Lin Ye's strike only dimmed the light of the cross slash slightly before it was completely shattered.

The cyan cross slash, undiminished in its momentum and carrying an aura of annihilation, slashed straight toward Lin Ye.

Lin Ye felt a chill run down his spine upon seeing this, but his face remained completely calm.

"Second Soul Skill, Guardian of the Evil God!"

A thick barrier formed from black and purple lightning and wind power instantly appeared in front of him!

clang!

The cross slash struck the evil god's guardian fiercely, unleashing a deafening roar.

A violent energy shockwave spread wildly outwards from the point of impact.

Click... Click...

Lin Ye's evil god protective barrier, under the frenzied cutting of the cross slash, lasted less than two seconds before being covered with spider web-like cracks, and could shatter at any moment!

"Break it!"

Lin Ye roared, and his soul power surged wildly into the barrier.

However, the energy contained in that cross slash was simply too immense.

boom!

In the end, the evil god's protection shattered.

Although the barrier shattered, it successfully neutralized most of the power of the cross slash.

But the remaining force still slammed heavily into Lin Ye's arms.

Thump! Thump!

Lin Ye was so shaken by the immense force that he staggered back seven or eight steps before he could barely regain his balance!

He glanced down at his slightly numb and even trembling arms, a look of shock flashing in his eyes.

As expected of the Soul Emperor's sixth soul skill, its power is indeed formidable!

Even after activating the Dark Demon Evil God Transformation, which tripled all his attributes, and using his first soul skill to weaken and his second soul skill to defend, he was still knocked back this far!

It seems that there is still a considerable gap between myself and a true Soul Emperor.

but……

Lin Ye slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with lightning, fixed on Feng Ling, who was also breathing heavily opposite him.

His face, covered in demonic markings, once again revealed a haughty, cold smile.

"I have already witnessed your true strength."

"But, Feng Linghun Emperor..."

"Do you know my true strength?"

Lin Ye's arrogant and mocking voice slowly echoed in the empty arena.

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling felt a sudden alarm bell ring in his heart, and a very ominous premonition surged within him.

What does that mean?

Does this kid still have some trump cards he hasn't used yet?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

How could a Soul Master of level 40+ possibly have any strength left after unleashing so many abnormal Soul Skills and even activating an amplification state similar to a Martial Soul True Body?

He must be trying to scare me off!

Yes, that must be it!

Feng Ling took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the unease in his heart.

He looked at Lin Ye and sneered:

"Kid, stop spouting nonsense! You've run out of tricks, haven't you? You should be proud of yourself for withstanding one of my Rift Wind Annihilation Strike!"

"Yeah?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Ye's smile became even more playful.

He slowly raised his right hand, and his eyes, which had been flashing with lightning, instantly turned extremely cold.

"Since that's the case, then I'll show you what true despair really is!"

The moment the words fell, the fourth spirit ring under Lin Ye's feet, the black spirit ring that shone with the brilliance of ten thousand years, suddenly burst out with dazzling light!

"Fourth Soul Skill, Dark Demon Prison Array!"

"Oh no, I almost forgot he has a ten-thousand-year soul ring!" Feng Ling exclaimed in shock.

Rumble!

With Lin Ye's low shout, the entire Soul Arena began to tremble violently.

An even more domineering aura than during the "Dark Demon Evil God Transformation" erupted from Lin Ye's body!

Centered on Lin Ye, a huge vortex with a diameter of thirty meters appeared out of thin air on the ground in an instant.

The vortex was entirely composed of dark purple evil energy and violent lightning, with thunder and lightning flashing and wind howling within it!

The moment the vortex appeared, an incredibly powerful suction force suddenly came.

Feng Ling felt his body suddenly sink, as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and his movements instantly became sluggish!

Not only that, the speed at which his soul power circulated was also suppressed by a full 30%!

"What...what the hell is this?!"

Feng Ling's face was filled with shock.

Gravity suppression! Soul power stagnation!

This is actually a ranged, double negative status soul skill.

He had only seen this kind of soul skill on some top-level control-type soul masters!

How could a powerful offensive Soul Master possess such abnormal control abilities?