Chapter 197 Those who surrender will not be killed
Before Zhao Yang could react, Wang Lin suddenly dodged and his right hand turned into a golden dragon claw and hit Zhao Yang directly.
Click!
A faint and bone-breaking sound sounded, and Zhao Yang opened his mouth, but it was not a wailing sound, but an angry bear roar that shocked the whole world.
“Roar!!!”
An invisible wave spread out from Zhao Yang's mouth at the same time. In response to Zhao Yang's roar, Wang Lin only froze for a moment.
Bang bang bang!
The golden left hand and right hand alternately bombarded Zhao Yang's body.
“General!”
Just as the soul engineer following Zhao Yang was about to support him, Meng Hongchen, a man with long snow-white hair, floated into the air at the same time.
call!
She simply raised her hand and waved it. The terrifying chill suddenly erupted along with the snowflakes all over the sky, forming a vacuum of ice and snow directly around Wang Lin and Zhao Yang.
All soldiers in the vacuum of ice and snow or nearby were quickly frozen into ice sculptures. Only soul guides with soul power can use soul guides to slightly block the terrifying chill and erosion of ice and snow.
In the vacuum of ice and snow, Wang Lin slowly retracted his hand, looked coldly at Zhao Yang, who had mostly sunk into the ground, and said coldly.
“Surrender, you have no chance!”
"Gudu!"
Blood overflowed from Zhao Yang's mouth. He answered Wang Lin directly with action, and saw his seventh soul ring, as black as ink, suddenly shining.
Brush!
Zhao Yang’s sunken chest suddenly began to swell, not just his chest. His whole body began to surge.
The whole person actually became five meters tall, with bright golden mane all over his body. Except for his face, which still looked a little like a human, he looked like a real giant bear.
Yes, this is the qualitative change after a soul master's cultivation reaches the seventh level, and it is also the watershed between an intermediate soul master and a high-level soul master - the true body of the martial soul!
When every soul master reaches the seventieth level in cultivation, no matter what soul ring he acquires, his martial soul will undergo a qualitative change and become truly integrated with his body, allowing him to perform martial arts. The true soul.
Once the martial spirit avatar is used, it will completely transform into the form of the martial spirit, thereby increasing its strength. If you use all the original soul skills, the power will be nearly doubled.
Roar!
The roar of the bear, much more violent than before, sounded again. Wang Lin looked at the giant bear, and his right hand lit up with a dazzling golden light.
The next moment invisible golden brilliance lit up on his body, and he directly used the soul skill of the golden dragon blood right arm bone - golden dragon body.
Qi and blood surged throughout his body, and his whole body expanded out of thin air. Wang Lin did not hesitate to punch the giant bear suddenly.
Bang!
With one punch, Zhao Yang, who had released his martial soul, was knocked away, and the giant bear suddenly hit the ground.
This time Wang Lin showed no mercy, grabbed the hair on the back of the giant bear, twisted the giant bear and flew directly out of the air, passing through the ice and snow vacuum left by Meng Hongchen.
Wang Lin floated over the entire battlefield with the giant bear. His voice was not loud but it spread throughout the entire battlefield at this time.
“Surrender or die!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yang, who had been knocked unconscious, woke up at this moment and slapped Wang Lin on the head with his bear claw.
At this time, Wang Lin threw Zhao Yang directly into the sky like a ball.
Brush!
The golden stream of light flashed along with the constant collision of bodies. The strongest man in the Brilliant Principality, the Soul Saint, was only thirty-six years old.
In the state of Wuhun's true form, Wang Lin was kicked back and forth in mid-air like a ball.
Zhao Yang, who should have fallen freely, was forced to hover in mid-air under Wang Lin's constant attacks.
Such a horrific scene not only shocked the rebels, but also shocked Huo Yuhao and Orange.
Zhao Yang could be considered a Soul Saint, but he was so ravaged by Wang Lin, who had the same level of cultivation. This shows how terrifying Wang Lin's strength is. As Zhao Yang was completely knocked unconscious, Wang Lin suddenly flashed forward and appeared directly at Zhao Yang, who was suspended in mid-air.
Brush!
I saw Wang Lin pointing his fingers like a knife, and the golden light all over his body suddenly condensed on the fingertips of Wang Lin's right hand.
He used the soul skill of the Golden Dragon's right arm bone - Golden Demon Breaking. Wang Lin stabbed with his right hand, effortlessly piercing the thick fur on the giant bear's chest.
Poof!
Wang Lin suddenly pulled out his hand, and hot blood spurted out from the giant bear's chest, covering most of Wang Lin's body.
The giant bear also fell from the sky to the ground at this time. With Zhao Yang's death, he also exited the state of the martial soul's true form.
Bang!
It turned into its original form and fell to the center of the battlefield.
“Put down your weapons, kneel down and surrender. Those who surrender will not be killed.”
Orange reacted quickly and hurriedly rushed into the air, his gentle voice filled with excitement at the moment.
As soon as these words came out, most of the rebels suddenly lost their fighting spirit, dropped their weapons and fell to their knees on the ground.
Even the soul mentors of the rebels began to put down their soul guides, and a desolate atmosphere spread throughout the rebels in a short time.
This large army of ten thousand people became a defeated army, and only a few people chose to escape with Zhao Youji.
Helping, Zhao Youji could only escape with the team that was willing to leave with him. He didn't even have time to snatch his cousin's body.
Wang Lin, who was floating in the air, was stunned when he looked at the rebels kneeling below.
Meng Hongchen floated to his side, stretched out his finger and poked Wang Lin's body. The coldness infected him, and the blood on his body was instantly frozen.
Like a layer of blood armor worn on his body, Wang Lin shook lightly, and the frozen blood was shaken off.
“What’s wrong?” Meng Hongchen also noticed Wang Ning’s surprise and asked.
“This surrender rate is too high!”
With that said, Wang Lin hugged Meng Hongchen and led her slowly down from the air. Unfortunately, Orange was gathering the rebels.
There was no time to explain Wang Lin’s doubts, so Wang Lin was not in a hurry and took Meng Hongchen to the direction where Zhao Yang’s body fell.
The surrendered troops near Zhao Yang's body saw Wang Lin arriving, and they wisely made way for Wang Lin.
Looking at Zhao Yang’s corpse with a big hole in his chest, Wang Lin’s face was neither sad nor happy. He looked at the surrounding Jiangjun and said in a deep voice.
“Collect the corpses of your generals!”
As soon as he said this, the surrendered soldiers around him all looked embarrassed and tried to give in to each other. Finally, two surrendered soldiers stepped forward and stepped forward.
They took out their daggers, walked to Zhao Yang's body, and started digging up the body.
“???”
Wang Lin looked at the two descending pawns in confusion. Before he could stop him, one of the descending pawns had already opened Zhang Yang’s right arm.
He took out a khaki right arm bone, and Jiangzu hurriedly raised the arm bone to Wang Lin.
"." This is what he meant by collecting the corpses! ?
"Take it, this is your trophy." Keke's voice sounded at this time. She walked to Wang Lin's side and was used to this strange scene.
(End of this chapter)