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

A shadow, extremely thin yet moving with lightning speed, moved.

That wasn't at the epicenter of the explosion.

Instead, it was directly beneath Yang Wudi's flying body!

Everyone was stunned by what happened in the blink of an eye.

Just that instant.

Yu Xiaoheng did not stay in place to withstand the force of the backlash.

At the moment of detonation, he used the terrifying force to lower his body to the limit, close to the ground, and hide in the shadow beneath Yang Wudi, who had been blasted away!

Yang Wudi's body served as cover.

The purple-gold flames filling the sky were an illusion.

Yu Xiaoheng wasn't aiming to win; he wanted to break through!

And it's going to succeed!

"There it is!"

Ning Zhenyuan was the first to react and exclaimed in a low voice.

But it was too late.

Yu Xiaoheng's figure emerged from the dust and smoke below Yang Wudi like a slippery fish.

He was covered in blood.

The crystalline layer that originally covered his body had mostly shattered, revealing the rolled-up flesh beneath.

But he remained standing.

Still sprinting forward.

His goal was very clear.

But -

That most dazzling flash of lightning.

Yu Yuanzhen's pupils contracted sharply, and he subconsciously took a step forward. Lightning instantly spread around his body, forming an impenetrable electric net.

It was not an attack.

It's a backup plan.

Whoosh!

Without any hesitation, the blood-red figure crashed directly into the lightning domain.

Only then did Yang Wudi's charred body crash heavily behind the crowd in the distance, his fate unknown.

And Yu Xiaoheng.

He was already standing beside Yu Yuanzhen.

He was breathing heavily, each breath accompanied by blood foam.

Chapter 264: He's not even going to act anymore!

The previously bustling and chaotic scene has fallen silent.

Or rather, everyone was watching the scene before them, and it felt as if time had stopped.

On the left is a boy standing upright amidst the thunder, covered in blood and with his flesh torn and ripped.

To the right, a hundred meters away, lay Yang Wudi, who had collapsed into the ground like a lump of mud, his fate unknown.

How can this be?

That's Yang Wudi.

One of the four single-attribute clans affiliated with the Haotian Sect, the young prodigy of the Po clan, and the future clan leader.

He is no ordinary Soul Saint.

In terms of attack power, he is comparable to Contra.

In the world of Soul Masters, no one of the same level dares to take Yang Wudi's gun.

Not to mention a level 40 Soul Master.

There's a difference of a full thirty levels.

Soul Masters with absolute attack attributes are experts at crushing weaker opponents!

But now.

The sky is falling.

The Platinum Bishop sent by the Spirit Hall couldn't help but tremble slightly.

If we let this kid grow up...

He dared not think any further.

If he can cripple Yang Wudi, who possesses a Martial Soul True Body, at the fourth ring level, wouldn't he be able to slaughter Title Douluos at will when he reaches the seventh or eighth ring level?

This child must not be allowed to live!

This thought wasn't just on the mind of the Spirit Hall bishop.

Everyone present, including the many powerful members of the Feng, Huo, and Shui families who had come simply to offer their birthday wishes, felt a chill run down their spines.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan has produced a prodigy.

"Good...good lad!"

An elder of Blue Lightning, whose face had turned pale from the attack, flushed with excitement.

He even wanted to laugh out loud.

This is the young master of their Blue Lightning!

They'll stop at nothing; they're ruthless and powerful!

that……

Outsiders were shocked and terrified by this.

Even in dire straits, people among ourselves can't help but laugh.

What about the enemy?

Fear welled up inside me.

Killing intent...

It seeps out of the body!

"Don't stand there!"

"If we can't kill Yu Xiaoheng, will Blue Lightning still be able to control the future?"

The shout interrupted everyone's thoughts.

Tang Wei made a move.

There was no opening, no nonsense, and he didn't even care about his dignity as the sect leader of Haotian Sect.

The moment Yu Xiaoheng stood firm, he blasted the ground beneath his feet apart.

boom!

The enormous Haotian Hammer swelled in the wind, its dark surface shimmering with a breathtaking black light.

The seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Form.

A titled Douluo of level 90 or above immediately unleashes a killing move with all his might.

He has only one goal.

Kill Yu Xiaoheng!

Regardless of whether Yang Wudi is alive or dead, Yu Xiaoheng must die here today, even if it costs Tang Wei's life, to nip this menace in the bud!

"Sect Master Ning!"

Tang Wei roared.

He didn't need to remind them at all.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in Ning Zhenyuan's hand was already shining brightly.

The sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had a terrifyingly gloomy expression on his face.

He was still weighing the pros and cons, still considering whether or not to completely break off relations.

But the moment he saw Yang Wudi's miserable state, all his hesitation vanished.

For a powerful foe, destruction is the highest form of respect!

The three sects do not need a Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex that can crush everything.

"The seven treasures have names, the first of which is: Strength!"

"Secondly: Speed!"

"Thirdly: The Soul!"

"..."

Sixth: Increase!

Six dazzling beams of light instantly traversed space and precisely entered Tang Wei's body.

The already terrifying Haotian Hammer expanded to twice its original size, and fine black cracks even appeared in the space around the hammerhead.

This single blow is enough to level a mountain.

"Tang Wei, how dare you!!!"

Yu Yuanzhen's eyes were practically popping out of their sockets.