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

Yu Yuanzhen struck again with his claw.

A fighting style that's completely reckless.

He was using his face to absorb the shockwave from Tang Wei's soul power, just so he could reach his claws to Tang Wei's chest.

"madman!"

Tang Wei cursed angrily and blocked with his Haotian Hammer.

Another loud bang.

Tang Wei retreated again.

It appeared that Yu Yuanzhen had the upper hand and was suppressing the Haotian Sect Master.

But anyone with eyes could see that Yu Yuanzhen was already at his last gasp.

The dragon scales on his body were constantly peeling off, and with each swing of his claws, a large amount of blood was sprayed into the sky. Although the burning momentum was fierce, it was like a fire that had been doused with oil. The brighter it burned, the faster it would be extinguished.

The powerful figures from various surrounding factions made their move.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan must be wiped out this time.

Since that old madman Yu Yuanzhen wants to drag others down with him, then let's make sure no one can drag him away.

"Surround them!"

"Outlast him!"

Several auras at the Soul Douluo level soared into the sky, and colorful soul skills bombarded Yu Yuanzhen's massive dragon body from the flanks.

There's no need to aim; the target is too big.

Boom boom boom!

Fireball, wind blade, ice spear.

It all hit Yu Yuanzhen's back.

Yu Yuanzhen didn't even turn his head, enduring the bloody mess on his back, staring intently at Tang Wei.

As long as Tang Wei is killed.

Kill this Haotian Sect Master!

Die for me, for Xiao Heng!

Tang Wei felt a chill run down his spine from that gaze.

He knew he couldn't delay any longer.

If this drags on any longer, and that old madman gets close enough to self-destruct, we'll be lucky to escape with our lives.

"Ning Zhenyuan, give me all your soul power!"

Tang Wei roared.

Ning Zhenyuan dared not hold back at this moment. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shone brightly, like a huge soul power pump, frantically sending energy into Tang Wei's body.

The bloodlust in Tang Wei's eyes faded, replaced by an extreme indifference and madness.

That was a resolute determination to win by any means necessary.

"You want to fight?"

"I'll grant your wish!"

The spirit rings behind Tang Wei lit up again.

Seventh spirit ring, eighth spirit ring, ninth spirit ring!

The remaining three spirit rings were pitch black and emitted a suffocating aura.

If we're going to blow it up, let's blow it up completely!

If we're going to kill, let's kill them all!

At that moment, the world changed color.

All three rings were blown up simultaneously.

Chapter 268 Yu Yuanzhen: Father is here!

This power has surpassed the scope of a Title Douluo, and even faintly touched the legendary Limit Douluo realm.

The black light on the Haotian Hammer instantly subsided, becoming ancient and unadorned, but this was the most terrifying aspect.

Returning to simplicity.

Everyone felt as if their breath had stopped.

With this hammer blow, not only Yu Yuanzhen, but even the surrounding mountains will be razed to the ground.

Instead of dodging, Yu Yuanzhen unleashed an even more ferocious dragon roar.

hide?

Where can we hide?

Her son was behind her.

He had no choice but to charge!

Use your body, your bones, your life to smash that hammer!

A certain death trap.

Everyone could see that this farce had to end.

The glory of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan will be reduced to dust in history by this single blow.

No one expected that in the end, Haotian and Lan Dian would fight each other to the death!

This time, both sides suffered heavy losses!

Tang Wei will surely win!

It will inevitably be a Pyrrhic victory!

Tang Wei raised his giant hammer high.

The power has been accumulated to its peak.

But his downward slamming motion froze for a moment in mid-air.

An extremely subtle pause.

He hesitated.

After the three ring roads were bombed, he will fall into an unprecedented period of weakness.

They might not even be able to stand up straight.

Standing next to him was Ning Zhenyuan.

The sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Are the three upper sects of the same lineage?

That was a joke told to outsiders.

If the Haotian Sect Master falls, will the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School still be an ally?

Will Ning Zhenyuan take this opportunity to deliver a fatal blow and change the name of the number one sect in the world?

You can't see into someone's heart.

Just as Tang Wei hesitated for a moment...

far away.

The direction of that giant crater that was previously submerged by the energy storm.

Suddenly, two heart-wrenching screams rang out.

"Old Yang!!!"

"Brother Yang!!!"

The sound was shrill and mournful.

They are the Titans of the Power Clan and the White Cranes of the Agility Clan.

They just went to check on Yang Wudi's injuries.

This sudden scream caused a crack to appear in the already tense battlefield.

Everyone's eyes instinctively swept over there.

Titan's towering body was trembling as he knelt on the ground, holding someone in his arms.

That's Yang Wudi.

But he was no longer the spirited future patriarch of the Broken Clan.

At this moment, Yang Wudi's eyes were empty and his face was ashen.

What's most frightening is the aura emanating from him.

Gone.

Everything is gone.

That fierce aura, enough to rival a Soul Douluo, vanished completely.

His hands were empty.

Where is the Soul-Shattering Spear?

What about that weapon spirit that's supposedly the most powerful in terms of attack and never retreats until death?

"My martial spirit... is gone..."

Titan raised his head, his rugged face filled with fear, and looked at the crowd in the distance, his voice trembling.

"Old Yang's martial spirit... has been burned away!!!"