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

Yushan shut his mouth in despair.

It’s over.

An attack of this magnitude is simply beyond human resistance.

"go."

Tang San remained expressionless and waved one hand.

The ten blue-silver Overlord Spears, like ten black dragons, roared as they charged toward the enormous black vine cage.

At the same time, the eight spider spears on his back suddenly plunged into the ground, and his body twisted strangely in the air, using them as a fulcrum.

He reached his hands into his waist.

The moon shines brightly over the Twenty-Four Bridges, its light flashing faintly in the night.

A shower of flowers.

Countless bone-piercing nails, willow-leaf daggers, and flying locust stones, mixed with a few "dragon whisker needles" specifically designed to break through protective qi, were transformed into a deadly net under the enhancement of Tang Sanxuan's Jade Hand and Crane Control and Dragon Capture Technique, covering all the black-robed man's escape space.

There are no blind spots.

There was no way out.

Even stones will be blasted into powder.

The roar echoed through the forest.

The Blue Silver Overlord Spear struck the cage, but instead of exploding, it strangely pierced through the gaps in the vines and went straight inside.

This is Tang San's precise control.

Immediately following was a muffled thud as a hidden weapon pierced flesh.

No.

There was no muffled sound.

There were only a series of teeth-grinding "hissing" sounds.

It was like pouring cold water into boiling oil.

Tang San landed back on the ground, supported by the Eight Spider Lances, and breathed slightly.

Even for him, this burst of power consumed a tremendous amount of soul energy.

But he was certain it was over.

The disciples of Haotian Sect craned their necks, waiting to see the black-robed man's riddled corpse.

however……

Chapter 286 Haotian's Support

"laugh--"

A soft sound.

The bone-piercing nail that could penetrate metal and stone, the locust stone coated with deadly poison, and the dragon whisker needle known for breaking through protective qi—all came to a standstill.

Suddenly, golden-red flames burst forth from the black-robed man's body without warning.

Like magma deep underground finding an outlet, golden-red pillars of fire shot into the sky, perfectly meeting every hidden weapon and every piercing blue-silver vine.

Absolutely high temperature.

Absolute control.

The concealed weapon, crafted from refined iron, turned red and softened at a speed visible to the naked eye, then turned into pools of molten iron, sliding down the arc of the light shield.

Tick.

Tick.

Molten iron dripped onto the scorched earth, emitting plumes of white smoke.

The incredibly tough blue-silver spear blade also groaned under the strain, disintegrating into dust that filled the sky.

This scene was breathtakingly beautiful.

Countless fountains of fire surged forth, engulfing Tang San's prized killing move, exploding into dazzling bursts of sparks in the air.

This is not a battle.

It was a fireworks show.

The black-robed figure at the center of the storm never raised a finger.

He doesn't even need to move.

With just the energy emanating from his body, he neutralized all the attacks of the Haotian Sect geniuses.

Flames cheered around him.

Thunder surged within him.

This is the result of being tempered in fire, achieving absolute mastery over the dual extremes of thunder and fire.

At this moment, those so-called hidden weapons were nothing more than ashes in his eyes.

Tang San landed on a tree trunk not far away, his Eight Spider Spears deeply embedded in the trunk, his mind blank.

How can it be?

Even a Soul King would have no chance of survival under this combo!

Even Soul Saint level experts would need to use some methods to deal with this, but this black-robed man handled it without moving an inch?

but……

The smoke and dust cleared.

The man in black robes stood there, flames gently coiling around him, like guards protecting a king.

"Finished?"

Tang San's hair stood on end instantly.

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

"Is it my turn now?"

The moment the words fell.

The man in black robes moved.

No.

It was the light emanating from him that moved.

The first spirit ring shone, its purple radiance instantly swallowed by the dazzling golden light.

First Soul Skill: Dragon God Possession.

But this time, it's not just about the increase.

The golden flames that were originally meant to cover the entire body were now frantically converging towards the right hand under the black-robed man's mental control.

compression.

concise.

A long spear, formed purely from golden-red soul power, appeared out of thin air in his palm.

On the gun barrel, one can vaguely see lightning leaping and dragon patterns coiling.

There were no fancy moves.

The man in black robes held a gun in one hand and lightly stomped his foot on the ground.

boom!

The earth cracked open, and he was like a cannonball launched from a gun, instantly traversing a distance of tens of meters.

Tang San felt a blur before his eyes.

too fast!

It was so fast that even the Purple Demon Eye could only catch a fleeting afterimage.

"Controlling the crane to capture the dragon!"

Tang San gave a low shout, his hands drawing mysterious trajectories in front of him, attempting to redirect the opponent's attack. At the same time, the Eight Spider Lances behind him extended forward, forming an indestructible shield.

At the same time, the Blue Silver Grass grew wildly in his hands, once again condensing into a Blue Silver Overlord Spear.

"Stop them!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, poured all his soul power into the spear, and thrust it out fiercely.

however.

All skills are a joke in the face of absolute power.

when--!

A deafening clang of metal clashing echoed through the forest.

The black-robed man's golden-red spear, wielding immense force, slammed directly into the tip of the blue-silver spear.

Click!

Tang San's prized blue-silver spear shattered like fragile glass, dissipating into a shower of blue light.

The immense recoil caused Tang San's tiger's mouth to split open, and blood splattered everywhere.

But he didn't even have time to feel the pain.

Because the black-robed man's second shot had already landed.

A sweeping spear!

This attack, though simple and unadorned, sealed off all of Tang San's escape routes.