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

"puff!"

Tang Wei spat out a mouthful of blood, and the originally domineering Haotian Hammer was actually forced back into his body.

"boom!"

Tang Wei knelt down.

His knees slammed into the ground, creating two deep craters.

His spine groaned under the strain as he forced himself to kneel before Yu Xiaoheng.

Heaven and earth were suppressed!

Moreover, people.

There were only the sounds of rapid breathing and bones cracking.

The powerful figures from various sects who had originally been ready to watch the show were now all silent and trembling, not daring to even breathe loudly.

They all knelt down on the ground.

Qian Xunji stood in mid-air, his back soaked with cold sweat.

He descended slowly, and respectfully lowered his proud head before that illusory will.

He knew who it was.

That is God.

Hidden within Qian Renxue's body is a terrifying being named Qian Yuhan.

Yu Xiaoheng stood in the center of the light, bathed in that vast divine power.

For Qian Yuhan, Yu Xiaoheng was the key vessel for her to recover her power and cultivate the ultimate light, a unique "tool".

Anyone who dares to touch her tools is provoking divine power.

As for Tang San?

As for Tang Wei?

Even a prince of the Heavenly Dou Empire was less important to her than a single hair on Yu Xiaoheng's head.

What business is it of gods what matters to mortals?

"This is... the messenger of the gods..."

Rou'er stared blankly at the scene, at the back of that figure that forced everyone to kneel down, her heart filled with turmoil.

She initially thought Yu Xiaoheng was bluffing.

Unexpectedly, what he held in his hands was indeed a supreme authority.

The light gradually faded.

Once the terrifying will confirmed the safety of the "property," it did not linger and receded like the tide.

But the deterrent effect left on the scene is like a brand.

on the street.

Tang Wei was disheveled, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth; he no longer possessed any semblance of the sect leader's dignity.

Tang San lay on the ground, blood streaming from his eyes.

Yu Xiaoheng stood in the center of the light, looking bewildered.

This is a bit exaggerated. Qian Yuhan actually did it himself?

According to the original work, Qian Daoliu is a "gatekeeper" who is willing to sacrifice himself for the inheritance of the Angel God.

Yu Xiaoheng gambled on Qian Daoliu's intervention to save himself in order to obtain the "divine decree".

Even if Qian Daoliu doesn't go all out, even if I have to suffer some physical pain under the Haotian Hammer, or even be injured by the aftershocks, as long as I can survive, that's enough.

After all, getting injured while protecting Rou'er would definitely boost his popularity.

Who would have thought of that? Who would have dared to think of that?

Everything went so smoothly!

This is a huge misunderstanding.

But this move... wasn't a loss.

Yu Xiaoheng glanced at his side out of the corner of his eye.

Rou'er looked at Yu Xiaoheng, who was bathed in divine light.

They held it in great awe and reverence.

Women can be moved by love, and they can also be captivated by power and influence.

Yu Xiaoheng was overjoyed, but on the surface he maintained his unfathomable charlatan appearance, slightly lowering his head to look at the several lumps of "rotten flesh" lying on the ground in front of him.

awful.

It's too awful.

The arrogant and domineering Sect Master Tang Wei was like a stray dog.

Tang Wei's cheek was pressed against the rough ground, and blood foam kept gushing from his mouth.

He couldn't figure it out.

Why can a broken sign really attract world-destroying power?

And beside Tang Wei.

Tang San's situation was even worse.

Comminuted fractures of both knees.

Qian Xunji was the first to react.

The Pope, who was usually so high and mighty, was now completely unpretentious. He strode up to Yu Xiaoheng and spoke with utmost respect:

"My lord, you have been frightened."

Even if he is the Pope, he must bow his head before true divine power.

Moreover, this power comes from his daughter's body.

Those powerful figures from the surrounding sects who had originally been ready to watch the spectacle were now all pale-faced, heads bowed, not even daring to glance at Yu Xiaoheng.

That force was terrifying.

If that thought had murderous intent, everyone present would probably already be a corpse.

Yu Xiaoheng did not look at Qian Xunji.

He turned around and gently helped Rou'er up.

"Let's go."

Yu Xiaoheng said calmly.

Tang San lay on the ground, listening to the footsteps of the two figures receding into the distance, his eyes bloodshot.

shame!

This is the greatest shame of my life!

nameless……

I, Tang San, will repay this humiliation a hundredfold!

I can kill Yu Xiaoheng, how can you be stronger than him?

He roared madly in his heart, but could only obediently slump down.

I'm so tired of losing.

Whether it's face or substance, the Haotian Sect has lost everything today.

What was originally thought to be a strategy to stabilize and humiliate Wuming has instead resulted in the entire sect losing face!

Chapter 386 Qian Yuhan: Give Up

The city of Wuhun was shrouded in darkness.

Inside a secluded villa.

Yu Xiaoheng settled Rou'er in the bedroom, giving her the space to move around freely.

Although Rou'er's current identity is sensitive, she is in the core area of ​​the Spirit Hall, and as long as Qian Xunji doesn't go crazy, no one can touch her.

Moreover, today's "miracle" is enough to make the Spirit Hall group wary for a long time.

After passing through several corridors, Yu Xiaoheng arrived in front of a magnificent golden hall.

Offering Hall.

The angel statue stands in the center, exuding an aura of timeless majesty.

The Grand Priest, Sendoryu, stood with his hands behind his back beneath the statue, seemingly having waited for a long time.

On the prayer mat in front of the statue sat a beautifully sculpted little girl.

A thousand feet of snow.

At this moment, her eyes were slightly closed, and her body was surging with a vast energy that did not belong to her age.

Hearing footsteps, Qian Daoliu turned around.

The old man, one of the three peerless Douluo of this era, looked at Yu Xiaoheng with a very peaceful gaze.

"coming."

Qiandaoliu opened his mouth.

Yu Xiaoheng nodded, without any further formalities, and walked straight to Qian Renxue, where he sat down cross-legged.

"Let's begin."

The little girl opened her eyes.