Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

As the dust settled, a giant tiger, over eight meters long, slowly strode out.

Its entire body was crimson, with dark red patterns flowing across its fur like lava. The "king" character on its forehead shimmered with an eerie golden light, and two fangs like sword teeth protruded from its lips, dripping with foul-smelling saliva.

A 60,000-year-old soul beast, the Crimson Blood Vajra Tiger!

These soul beasts possess immense strength, astonishing defense, and are inherently brutal, with a particular fondness for devouring the brains of human soul masters.

Encountering a ferocious beast of this level here would be tantamount to annihilation for the three of them in their current state.

A hint of despair flashed in Shui Yun'er's eyes.

Ahead lay ferocious beasts, behind lay pursuers.

Is this a dead end?

however.

Yu Xiaoheng, however, remained completely calm.

He released the two women's hands and took a step forward alone.

Facing the Crimson Blood Vajra Tiger that was poised to pounce on its prey, Yu Xiaoheng showed no fear, but rather a near-mad calm.

He took a deep breath and focused his energy in his lower abdomen.

then.

He opened his throat, using all his strength, and shouted:

"The Ming Dynasty—!!!"

"Er Ming——!!!"

"Rou'er is in trouble!!!"

Crimson Blood Vajra Tiger was stunned.

This 60,000-year-old ferocious beast had clearly never seen a human who dared to shout and scream even when facing death.

A hint of doubt flashed in its savage tiger eyes, followed by a furious rage at being tricked.

A foul stench filled the air!

The Crimson Blood Vajra Tiger is about to make its move!

"BOOM—!!!"

The earth trembled violently.

The ferocity in the eyes of the once ferocious soul beast turned into terror.

It let out a whimper, and its massive body collapsed to the ground, trembling.

next moment.

it's dark.

A pitch-black "mountain" descended from the sky.

"boom--!"

A deafeningly loud bang.

The Crimson Blood Vajra Tiger, with 60,000 years of cultivation, was reduced to a pile of mud.

The blood stained the ground, but it failed to leave a trace on the black "mountain".

The smoke and dust cleared.

A Titan ape, as majestic as a mountain, stood there.

Its entire body was jet black, its muscles were bulging like a dragon, and every breath it took brought up a gust of wind. Its lantern-like eyes emitted a chilling yellow light.

From the shadows behind the Titan Ape, a massive bull's head slowly emerged.

The blue scales shimmered with a cold luster, and two bull horns shot skyward.

Azure Bull Python

Ming dynasty.

Er Ming.

The False Emperor of the Starry Sky Forest.

But he was also an emperor!

Shui Yun'er and Shui Lingxi were completely frozen at this moment.

Their faces were ashen, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably—a natural instinct when facing predators.

But even so.

When the Titan Ape's gaze swept over.

Shui Yun'er gritted her teeth and actually moved her feet to block Yu Xiaoheng.

Shui Lingxi followed closely behind, tears welling up in her eyes, but she did not take a single step back.

Yu Xiaoheng looked at the two beautiful figures blocking his way, and a look of emotion flashed in his eyes.

Sincerity is always touching, no matter when.

But he knew even better that relying on women for protection was not an option when facing the two great beast kings.

Moreover, the persona he wants to cultivate is that of a responsible and loyal man.

A hand reached out, grabbed Shuiyun'er's shoulder, and with a little force, pushed her behind her.

Yu Xiaoheng took two steps forward alone, facing the two terrifying beings directly.

He was wearing that ridiculously ridiculous pink long gown, with a crooked collar, rough stitching, and even uneven cuffs.

But this dress carries Rou'er's scent.

Rou'er had impulsively decided to make him clothes, but she had no needlework skills whatsoever, and the finished product was a complete disaster.

These clothes were originally going to be thrown away.

But Yu Xiaoheng stayed.

He knew that for soul beasts, scent was a more reliable proof than language.

This garment is his talisman today.

Erming's huge nostrils flapped twice.

It smelled it.

"Human beings."

Why do you smell like Rou'er?

The massive bull's head of the Ming dynasty also approached, its vertical pupils gleaming with wisdom and vigilance.

"This dress was sewn by Rou'er."

Yu Xiaoheng remained unfazed.

"He also said that if he ever runs into trouble in the future, he should wear this outfit to the core area of ​​Star Dou and find those two big guys."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fierce glint in Erming's eyes visibly diminished.

Da Ming snorted coldly, and two puffs of white breath came out of his nostrils.

It is much more rational and suspicious than Erming.

"Since Sister Rou'er entrusted this matter to you, it means she approves of you."

Da Ming's voice was deep.

Yu Xiaoheng's logic was flawless. If Rou'er didn't say anything, who would know about the relationship between Daming, Erming, and her? Therefore, Yu Xiaoheng was not lying.

"But that's not a reason for you to lead people into the Star Dou Mixed Zone."

"These two women are quite capable, but they are also human."

As Da Ming finished speaking, a sudden surge of murderous intent erupted towards the Shui sisters.

Shui Yun'er and Shui Lingxi groaned, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

Yu Xiaoheng frowned, and the faint dragon might of the Purple-Gold Sacred Dragon erupted. Although it was as weak as a candle flame in front of the two beast kings, it protected the two women.

"Senior Ming Dynasty."

Yu Xiaoheng was neither humble nor arrogant.

"They are my women."

"If you touch them, kill me first."

Give me a performance.

It was something that came easily to me.

Chapter 245 Two Overlords Serve One Person, Yu Xiaoheng's Fourth Soul Ring

Erming scratched his head, looking at the tiny human in front of him with admiration in his eyes.

The world of soul beasts is very simple.

They are protective of their own and loyal to their families.

Just now, those two female humans dared to stand in front of the male, and now this male dares to defy them for the sake of the females.

This kind of sentiment is very much to Erming's liking.

"Brother, this kid's got guts," Erming transmitted in a deep voice.

Da Ming withdrew his oppressive aura, his bull-like eyes narrowing.

"For Rou'er's sake, I will spare your lives today."

"Tell me, what happened to Sister Rou'er?"

This is what they care about most.