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

Tang Hao did not pursue, because he was laughing wildly.

Although the recoil from that attack was enough to shatter the arms of an ordinary Soul Saint, the golden-red light on his body surged like boiling water.

That was the burning power of the immortal herbs, and also the overdraft of the Haotian Sect's secret techniques.

Protected by this golden-red "eggshell," he ignored the pain, ignored the tearing of his muscles, and even forcibly swallowed the rebounding force, turning it into the power for his next attack.

"Hide? Go ahead and hide again!"

Tang Hao's eyes bulged out, bloodshot, and his saliva mixed with blood, making him look like a vengeful ghost.

Using the recoil from just now, he twisted his waist sharply, and the huge Haotian Hammer drew a full moon in the air.

A disheveled cloak, cascading waves!

The force was even greater; before the hammer even fell, the ground had already cracked inch by inch due to the inability to withstand the wind pressure.

Yu Xiaoheng shook his slightly numb wrist.

"The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda... is indeed a troublesome thing."

In a one-on-one situation, he could easily break through an attack of this magnitude.

But now, it's difficult!!!

The golden-red lightning on Tang Hao's body became increasingly dazzling.

"Titan's Hammer—!!!"

Tang Hao leaped into the air, his Clear Sky Hammer expanding to over three meters in size. The hammerhead was as black as ink, while his body was surrounded by scarlet blood energy, like a small mountain pressing down on him.

Another third soul skill.

There are no fancy techniques involved.

It's force.

This attack was enough to kill a Soul Douluo.

Yu Xiaoheng stopped retreating and instead took a step forward, his right arm muscles suddenly tensing.

Since we can't avoid it, let's just blow it up.

The dragon lurking within slowly opened its eyes.

The fourth spirit ring suddenly shone brightly.

It's no longer the tentative 30% test as before.

Incineration Explosion - Full Power!

"boom--"

It's not just one color.

Red fire element, blue lightning element, gold light element, black darkness element...

The four elements intertwine, their brilliance as dazzling as fireworks in full bloom.

And deep within that dazzling light, beneath the cover of the four elements, a trace of eerie purple hue quietly lingered.

That was divine retribution.

"Get back there!"

Yu Xiaoheng threw a punch.

This punch created a sonic boom, compressing the air into a solid, cannonball-like shape.

The four-colored beams of light, carrying a trace of deadly purple flame, collided violently with the dark red giant hammer that descended from the sky.

time.

It seemed to stand still.

Followed by.

The deafening explosion engulfed the entire Great Soul Arena.

Boom-! ! !

Chapter 406 Nameless, is he about to lose?

A violent energy storm tore everything in its path.

The solid arena in the center of the Great Soul Arena let out a mournful cry of unbearable pressure, and with a loud bang, it sank several meters downwards.

Smoke filled the huge, deep pit.

The five corpses of Haotian Sect disciples who were lying on the edge of the arena were crushed by the terrifying shockwave, leaving not even bone fragments behind, and dissipated in the gale.

On the other side of the storm, a fan-shaped area of ​​ground remained completely intact.

Yu Xiaoheng dug two deep furrows in the ground with his feet, and crossed his arms in front of him to protect himself. He shielded the people behind him from all the aftershocks of the explosion.

"nameless!!!"

Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at his fellow clansmen, whose corpses were not even intact, and his furious roar echoed throughout the entire area.

Yu Xiaoheng lowered his arms and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

He is in very poor condition.

The large black robe had been torn to shreds by the force of the energy. Large areas of skin on his arms had split open, revealing the pulsating muscle fibers beneath the peeling flesh. Blood dripped from his fingertips onto the gravel, a gruesome sight.

The combined power of the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, coupled with the unreserved amplification from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, resulted in a power that completely exceeded common sense.

There was an uproar.

The audience erupted in chaos.

"Nameless is injured!"

"He's being suppressed!"

Since the start of the competition, this self-proclaimed nameless rogue cultivator had been unmatched. This was the first time he had truly fallen into a disadvantageous position, and an undeniable one at that.

Light flickered at the wound. The powerful regenerative abilities of countless stored medicinal herbs were forcefully stitching his flesh together, resulting in an extremely rapid healing process.

But this cannot change the current battle situation.

Tang Hao had not yet used his full strength, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's power continued to increase.

Haotian Sect Observation Zone.

Tang Wei's tense expression finally relaxed, and the elders breathed a long sigh of relief.

Hao'er's disheveled cloak has already gained momentum; this battle of spirits is in the bag.

The direction of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan.

Everyone's faces were ashen, and no one spoke. The younger generation of disciples all had ashen faces, their hearts filled with resentment. Although they didn't know Wuming, seeing a top genius being crushed by such a numerically-driven fighting style inevitably evoked a sense of shared sorrow.

Everyone thought that Nameless was going to lose.

There is no room for reversal.

Yu Xiaoheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his breathing becoming somewhat heavy.

He was certainly aware of the current situation.

Once the chaotic cloaks piled up, on the unavoidable arena, his current strength wouldn't be enough to hold out until the very end.

Logically speaking, having fought to this point and killed five members of the Haotian Sect, they should have already made a fortune and admitting defeat would be the wisest choice.

But he felt no panic at all.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced behind him.

The three Soul Masters from the City of Slaughter had already sensed the danger and jumped off the stage to run away.

Bibi Dong glanced at the suppressed Yu Xiaoheng, shook her head, and turned to walk off the stage. In her heart, this nameless man was indeed a genius, but he was completely different from her gentle and powerful Xiaoheng brother. She didn't connect the nameless man with Yu Xiaoheng.

On the arena, only Shui Yun'er and Shui Lingxi remained.

The Shui sisters didn't leave; they just stared at Yu Xiaoheng's blood-soaked back with increasingly horrified eyes.

The golden-red lightning on Tang Hao surged once again.

He fully extracted the medicinal power of the Golden Thunder Bright Light Lamp, channeling it down his arm and into the black giant hammer.

The wind was fixed on Yu Xiaoheng.

The fifth spirit ring lit up.

The black aura intertwined with the golden-red lightning, and the Haotian Hammer expanded again, its head almost the size of a house.

The power of the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique had been amplified to an extremely terrifying level, causing the surrounding air to explode under its strain.

There was nowhere to retreat, nowhere to avoid.

In the VIP section.

Qian Xunji stood up, his body radiating a dazzling light of soul power.

At the same time, Tang Wei also stood up abruptly, took a step to the side, and blocked Qian Xunji's line of sight.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.

Nine spirit rings instantly erupted beneath Tang Wei's feet.

Tang Wei said, "Your Holiness, in the arena battle, life and death are left to fate."

Tang Wei stared intently at Qian Xunji.

He's gambling.

Last time, the divine power unleashed by the deity truly shocked the entire Haotian Sect.

But this was a ring battle that complied with the tournament rules. Tang Wei pondered, wanting to take a gamble, hoping that the high and mighty god wouldn't unleash divine punishment to kill them just because it was a compliant match.

What he needed to do was simple: stop Qian Xunji from rescuing Wuming.

Tang Wei's palms were sweaty, and he was still somewhat conflicted, so he only released his martial spirit to confront the nameless figure from a distance, without directly attacking to kill him.

Qian Xunji looked at Tang Wei, who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and sneered.