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

In a word.

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

The entire room fell silent.

Even Tang Wei, who was about to swing his hammer, had his pupils shrink to the size of pinpoints in an instant.

Was his martial spirit burned away?

how can that be!

Such a thing has never been heard of in the history of Douluo Continent.

In battles between Soul Masters, serious injury, death, and even severed meridians are all normal occurrences.

But the Martial Soul is the foundation of a Soul Master, the manifestation of the soul, so how could it be "burned away"?

All eyes were once again focused on them.

They saw the terrifying hole in Yang Wudi's chest.

No fresh blood was flowing from the wound.

Because the flesh and blood had been burned into nothingness by a strange purple flame.

Even more terrifying is that although the purple flames had been extinguished, the lingering aura of destruction and erasure still remained in the air.

That's an erasure at the rule level.

"It's that kid..."

The white crane pointed into the distance.

"It's Yu Xiaoheng!!!"

That attack just now.

In order to eliminate future troubles for the Clear Sky Sect, Yang Wudi disobeyed Tang San's instructions, abandoned all defense, and poured all his soul power into his attack, wanting to kill Yu Xiaoheng with a single spear thrust.

At that moment, Yu Xiaoheng also crossed that critical point.

Divine Retribution Form.

The purple flames went out of control.

Yu Xiaoheng lost his fighting ability, but in an instant, he also gained a terrifying output effect!

Two extreme attacks collided.

Yang Wudi lost the bet.

The purple flames not only destroyed his attack, but also, through the backlash of his soul power, directly burned his Soul-Breaking Spear Martial Soul to as fuel!

All his cultivation vanished into nothingness.

From this day forward, there will be no more Soul Saint Yang Wudi in the world, only a cripple.

"hiss--"

Gasps of shock rose and fell.

All the gazes directed in that direction changed.

It's no longer about looking at a genius, but at a monster.

How could a four-ring Soul Master cripple the Martial Soul of a Soul Douluo?

What kind of evil ability is this?!

"This child must not be allowed to live!!!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

fear.

Pure fear.

If Yu Xiaoheng were allowed to grow up and become a Title Douluo, who could stop his fire?

Whose martial spirit can remain unburned?

This is simply the nemesis of all Soul Masters!

Tang Wei's heart clenched violently.

His killing intent surged to its limit at this moment, even overwhelming his defenses against Ning Zhenyuan.

They must be killed!

No matter the cost, even if the Haotian Sect suffers heavy losses today, we will completely crush this father and son here!

"Yu Yuanzhen! Die!!!"

Tang Wei no longer hesitated.

The Haotian Hammer, carrying a devastating force, crashed down.

This hammer blow locked onto Yu Yuanzhen, and also locked onto the area behind him.

He wants to take them all down at once!

however.

Just then.

The crimson lightning dragon was originally on the verge of self-destruction, preparing to perish together with Tang Wei.

They suddenly dispersed.

Yes, it's over.

"what?"

Tang Wei was taken aback.

Has this old man given up the fight?

No.

Yu Yuanzhen didn't even look at the hammer in the sky.

His bloodshot dragon eyes were fixed on the pile of rocks below.

There, a figure enveloped in purple flames stood swaying precariously.

That's Xiao Heng.

At this moment, Yu Xiaoheng looked utterly miserable.

Purple-gold flames burned wildly on his body, as if they wanted to devour him as well.

To outsiders, this appears to be a backlash against him, and he is about to be annihilated.

"Heng'er!!!"

Yu Yuanzhen let out a mournful cry, like the lament of a cuckoo crying blood.

He ignored the hammer of destruction about to fall on his head.

Regardless of what happens if I remove my defenses.

He suddenly turned around and swooped down at a speed that no human could possibly achieve.

At the critical moment.

He caught the swaying figure.

"Zizzi-"

The moment of contact.

The purple flames on Yu Xiaoheng's body, like a persistent infection, instantly climbed up Yu Yuanzhen's arm.

"Ugh!!"

Even a tough guy like Yu Yuanzhen couldn't help but let out a muffled groan at this moment.

pain!

A pain that penetrates to the bone and burns the soul!

This purple flame is even burning his soul power!

"father……"

Although Yu Xiaoheng was enveloped in purple flames, he did not actually lose control.

He was just waiting.

Wait for your body to adapt to this force, and for resistance to develop.

This is an inevitable path of evolution.

However, it may take some time.

But he never expected that his father would give up that sliver of hope and abandon all defenses in order to save him.

Chapter 269 Yu Xiaoheng, Fallen?

"Don't speak!"

Yu Yuanzhen's face turned pale; he could feel the domineering power of the flames.

Even Yang Wudi's martial spirit could be burned away, let alone Xiao Heng's fragile body.

Save him!

We must save him!

The immense soul power within Yu Yuanzhen's body, originally intended to be used to detonate and take Tang Wei down with it, was life energy compressed to its limit.

At this moment.

They all changed direction.

It's no longer about destroying the enemy.