A scene in the ring that made everyone change color.

The previous Lin Huang, who angrily slashed Luohe Feng and fought three enemies, was so vulnerable when facing Jiang Huaiyin that he didn't even have the slightest strength to fight back.

Now, Lin Huang was pierced through his body by the ghost rope and then tied to the cage, like an embarrassed dog.

"Lin Huang this time...... I'm afraid it's planted!"

A disciple said, his face almost smiling.

"His strongest move didn't break through Jiang Huaiyin's cage, so how could he compete with the latter, he would definitely die," a disciple laughed.

"I didn't expect Jiang Huaiyin to have such strength. This guy is probably the most hidden character in the outer gate."

"That's true. You must know that even if Luohe Feng was abused and killed by Lin Huang, Jiang Huaiyin can play with Lin Huang in the palm of his hand, and his strength can be imagined."

"With such strength, he could have entered the inner gate a long time ago, I really don't know what he is still staying in the outer gate?"

"Who knows?"

Looking at the scene in the ring, everyone talked about it, jokingly looking at Lin Huang who was struggling in the cage, and looking at Jiang Huaiyin with jealousy.

"Sister Xue, you should think of a way, what to do!"

In the corner of the martial arts arena, Yan Qing'er dragged the corner of Lin Cangxue's clothes, and her pretty little face was full of worry.

Lin Cangxue frowned at the moment, and the jade hand in her sleeve was clenched.

Subsequently, Lin Cangxue gradually walked towards the ring, but was stopped by Bai Xiaopang.

Looking at Lin Cangxue's inquiring eyes, Bai Xiaopang threw the big white cat in his hand out, and then said, "When Boss Lin killed Prince Lingyun, he used his left hand!"

"He still has a trick!"

Lu Han said suddenly, from beginning to end, Lu Han had never seen Lin Huang's move.

Lin Cangxue frowned, her eyes fell on Bai Xiaopang and Lu Han, and finally looked at Lin Huang in the ring, but suddenly found that Yan Qing'er had gone to the ring.

At the same time, Yun Feifei in the distance also walked to the ring.

Lin Cangxue's face turned cold, and a radiant long sword suddenly appeared in her hand, also heading towards the direction of the ring.

Yun Feifei turned her head to look at Lin Cangxue, the corners of her mouth smiling, revealing a touch of provocation and disdain.

If Yan Qing'er rushes into the ring at this moment, this battle will inevitably be terminated. Because no one dares to make a move on Yan Qing'er, she is the most beloved daughter of Yan Nangui, the master of the Drifting Snow Palace.

So she's going to stop Yan Qing'er.

And Lin Cangxue wanted to stop herself...... It's just a fool's dream, a person who has been plundered and cultivated by himself, and his martial soul is broken, and he also wants to stop his steps?

Yun Feifei raised her head and looked at Lin Huang, who was still struggling in the cage, her bright eyes showed a vicious brilliance, "You Lin brothers and sisters, in this life, you are destined to become a grass dog to be played with."

When Yan Qing'er, Yun Feifei, and Lin Cangxue were all coming to the ring, the cage in the ring had almost shrunk to the extreme.

Lin Huang was tied to a cage, and because of space limitations, the Demon Suppression Knife could no longer be wielded.

The dancing Yin Soul Rope inside and outside the cage has completely become the scythe of death that harvests the lives of the forest waste.

In the ring, Jiang Huaiyin also noticed the movements of Yan Qing'er and others, and then laughed coldly, "I didn't expect that there are still people who don't want you to die, tsk...... This is not good news. I wanted to spare your life for a while, but it seems that God won't even allow it."

A bright smile bloomed on Jiang Huaiyin's face, and then it was extremely cold, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes, and the dancing Yin Soul Rope in the ring instantly pierced Lin Huang's chest.

"Lin Huang!"

"Xiao Huang!"

Yan Qing'er and Lin Cangxue shouted at the same time, their faces suddenly pale.

Bai Xiaopang was full of sluggishness, looking at Lin Huang incredulously. He had been fooling around with the latter for several years, and he knew that Lin Huang's left-handed knife was stronger than his right-hand knife.

Under the ring, everyone sighed, "This time the battle in all directions seems to end in failure!"

"Although Lin Huang was beyond our expectations, he was too arrogant after all. And Jiang Huaiyin, this guy...... It's too violent!"

Everyone watched a Yin Soul Rope pierce Lin Huang's chest straight, and they began to feel a little sorry in their hearts.

There is still a trace of inexplicable joy in the pity, how can a disciple who has just started has such strength? Why does he fight in all directions? Why trample everyone under his feet?

It's just right to be dead.

In the ring, Jiang Huaiyin looked at Lin Huang's bloody appearance, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and he paced around Lin Huang with a thick sarcasm in his voice:

"Three years ago, I was able to leak Lin Cangxue's whereabouts. Let her be as humble as mud from now on. Three years later, I will take your dog's life, just like a bag. What about Lin Cangxue? What about Lin Cangxue's younger brother? It's just a plaything that I kneaded at random!"

Jiang Huai smiled solemnly, grabbed a ghost head on the Yin Soul Rope and played with it in his hand, his voice was like a hell bat, extremely harsh, "Now, accept your fate and become a ghost head on my Yin Soul Rope!"

As soon as the words fell, the Yin Soul that had been inserted into Lin Huang's body suddenly trembled, and the ghost heads attached to it roared in unison, emitting a dark and gloomy light.

An esoteric power invaded Lin Huang's body along the Yin Soul Cable, plundering the latter's soul.

In an instant, Lin Huangjunyi's face began to distort, his whole face became extremely pale, but his whole body was shaking, as if there was a great force that wanted to pull him into a hell that would never see the light of day.

Seeing this scene, the smile on Jiang Huaiyin's face became brighter and brighter, and he looked at Lin Huang and said thoughtfully, "You are the one hundred and eighthth revenant soul under my Yin Soul Rope. As long as you refine your soul into my ghost head, my ninth Yin Soul will be completed."

"When the time comes, I'm afraid that among the inner gates, there will be few people who will be my Jiang Huaiyin's opponents!"

Jiang Huaiyin's face flushed with excitement.

"Do you really think that you can rob my soul with a mere ghost cable?"

Just when Jiang Huaiyin was very proud, Lin Huang's hoarse voice sounded faintly in Jiang Huaiyin's ears. I saw Lin Huang gradually raise his eyes and stare at Jiang Huaiyin coldly.

"Or do you think that I, Lin Huang, really don't know that your strength comes from these ghost heads on the Yin Soul Rope?"

Jiang Huaiyin's face was slightly condensed, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart, and then felt that he was a little too worried, and laughed coldly: "What if you know, can you still subdue these ghosts?"

"One hundred and seven ghost heads, do you know how long I've been refining? a full seven years!"

In the cage, Lin Huang looked at Jiang Huaiyin, who looked arrogant, and suddenly grinned, with a piercing coldness in his blandness, "Since this is the case, let you see, what is called a prison out of the dragon!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Huang's eyes closed, awakening the martial soul in the Xuan Sea.

Martial Soul - Heavenly Asura!

Oh......

In the Xuanhai, Heavenly Shura suddenly opened his eyes, like an overlord who despised the world. The power of the vast martial soul swept through the whole body like a monstrous torrent. Wherever the power of his martial soul passes, it is like a hell on earth, but all the ghost heads he encounters are either instantly crushed into slag by the Heavenly Shura, or devoured by the latter.

Those ghost heads, when they met the Heavenly Shura, seemed to have met a natural nemesis, terrified like dogs, and could only be ruthlessly killed and devoured.

Not only that, the Heavenly Shura in the Xuanhai actually seemed to be crazy, and the Yin Soul Rope in Lin Huang's body, the power of the martial soul, extended to the outside world, constantly pulling the ghost head of the Yin Soul Rope into the body.

In the ring, Jiang Huaiyin suddenly let out a miserable scream!

When he looked at the Yin Soul Rope that pierced into Lin Huang's body, all the ghost heads were all killed, and he only felt that his martial soul was torn apart.

A mouthful of blood spurted out!

Not only that, but even the ghost heads on the other Yin Soul Rope began to tremble, and involuntarily headed towards Lin Huang's body.

Jiang Huaiyin's complexion changed greatly, and he violently removed the cage around Lin Huang, and pulled out the Yin Soul Rope that pierced into Lin Huang's body.

"You think this is what you want to pull out?"

Lin Huang smiled domineeringly, reached out and grabbed the Yin Soul Rope that pierced into his body, and stared at Jiang Huaiyin coldly.

He understood that the ghost head was the source of Jiang Huaiyin's strength, and he also understood that the Yin Soul Rope communicated with each other, and the Heavenly Shura Martial Soul could kill the ghost head through the Yin Soul Rope in his body, so he naturally would not let go easily.

Jiang Huaiyin was furious, and was about to attack Lin Huang again, but found that the ghost heads on the other Yin Soul Rope were uncontrollable and headed towards Lin Huang's body. Immediately, his complexion changed greatly, and he cut off the Yin Soul Rope that pierced into Lin Huang's body with one hand.

"Did the strong man break his wrist?"

Lin Huang pulled out the Yin Soul Rope in his body, and said with a grim expression, "These iron ropes are the manifestation of the martial soul in your body, how do you feel about being forcibly cut off by yourself now?"

Jiang Huaiyin wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his narrow eyes revealed an extremely cold murderous intent, he looked at Lin Huang with a vicious face, gritted his teeth and said:

"You wild dog, you're really going to tilt your ass when you get the chance. Don't say cut off one, even if you cut it all, you're just a slime on the bottom of my feet!"

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying and piercing roar sounded in the ring again, and I saw that the Yin Soul Rope around Jiang Huaiyin shook into the sky again, and the end of the gun was as cold as a python staring at Lin Huang.

And that Yin Soul Rope is as many as seven realms!

Lin Huang looked at the hundred ghosts on the Yin Soul Rope and roared in unison, like the whimpering and roaring of the hellish yin, and the terrifying aura of the Yin Owl enveloped his body, and he suddenly felt his scalp tingle......

(End of chapter)