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

His proud power could not advance even an inch before this palm covered in golden-blue lightning.

Yu Xiaoheng stepped forward with his right foot, using his waist to generate power.

The fire patterns within his body lit up.

The tattered fire patterns, amplified by the Berserker Dragon state, directly ignited extremely violent golden-red flames.

The flames erupted from Yu Xiaoheng's right leg.

He delivered a powerful side kick, striking Tang Hao squarely in the abdomen.

boom!

Tang Hao was sent flying backwards like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the ground and leaving a long trench.

Golden-red flames clung to Tang Hao's wounds, and the burning effect began to frantically devour his flesh and soul power.

Tang Hao struggled to stand up.

But just as he braced himself against the ground with the Haotian Hammer, a purple-gold afterimage had already closed in on him.

Yu Xiaoheng appeared directly above Tang Hao.

Without any fancy moves, Yu Xiaoheng raised his right knee high, and the Heavenly Punishment Purple Flame burned wildly on his knee.

boom!

The knee strike landed squarely on Tang Hao's chin.

Tang Hao's body was lifted directly into the air.

Several teeth, stained with blood, flew out of his mouth.

Yu Xiaoheng leaped into the air, his hands clasped together, forming a powerful fist.

Although the power of light and darkness within his body had not yet taken shape, its extreme destructive force had already been incorporated into his physical body.

Golden light and purple fire mingled together.

Yu Xiaoheng's fists slammed into Tang Hao's chest like falling meteorites.

The sound of bone cracking was clearly audible.

Tang Hao's body crashed into the ground like a cannonball, creating another dent in the already damaged crater.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Tang Hao lay at the bottom of the pit, spitting out mouthfuls of blood. The once vibrant golden-red lightning had now become extremely dim.

Chapter 425 We are the champions!!

Tang Hao was unwilling to accept this.

He was an unparalleled genius from the number one sect in the world, how could he have been beaten like this!

The opponent is just a Soul King!

Tang Hao forcefully activated all the remaining soul power in his body, attempting to summon the Clear Sky Hammer once again.

The black light had just flickered.

Yu Xiaoheng had already landed beside him.

Yu Xiaoheng stepped on Tang Hao's wrist as he held the hammer.

With a cracking sound, the bone in his wrist broke.

The Haotian Hammer rolled helplessly to the side.

Tang Hao let out a scream as his soul power completely spiraled out of control, the backlash from the Golden Thunder Bright Light Lamp causing his entire body to convulse.

Yu Xiaoheng looked down at him.

The purple-gold dragon tattoo on Yu Xiaoheng's back exuded an intimidating aura, with pure gold threads pulsating rhythmically beneath his skin.

Yu Xiaoheng slowly raised his right hand.

Bring your palms together to form a knife shape.

The divine fire and golden-blue lightning converged and compressed wildly at his fingertips, transforming into an energy blade that exuded destructive power.

The tip of the energy blade was aimed directly at Tang Hao's throat.

Yu Xiaoheng did not pause at all.

He suddenly exerted force with his right arm, and his hand chopped down mercilessly.

"stop!"

Above the stands, Tang Wei's eyes widened, and he unleashed a roar that shook the entire stadium.

The sect leader of Haotian Sect slammed his hand on the stone railing in front of him, instantly turning the hard rock into dust. He wanted to rush down to save the people.

But he couldn't do it.

The entire arena was in complete chaos.

Yu Xiaoheng's Mad Dragon state and Burning Body Explosion, combined with the extreme collision triggered by Tang Hao after consuming the immortal herb, tore apart the surrounding soul power magnetic field.

The air was filled with violent vortexes of energy.

Even someone as powerful as Tang Wei, with his soul power and mobility sealed by a god-level being, was unable to instantly unleash his power and move.

The blade fell.

Tang Hao's pupils shrank to a single point. The shadow of death completely engulfed him.

The purple-gold energy blade sliced ​​through the skin on Tang Hao's throat, and blood seeped out.

At this critical moment.

hum!

A dense burst of dark silver light suddenly erupted from Tang Hao's right leg bone.

The light appeared without warning, carrying extremely strong spatial fluctuations, and instantly climbed up Tang Hao's battered body, enveloping him completely.

boom!

Yu Xiaoheng's hand slammed into the ground with a sharp chop.

The purplish-gold energy instantly blasted a bottomless black hole into the ground, and the divine purple fire poured out wildly, burning the surrounding rocks into scalding magma.

Yu Xiaoheng frowned slightly.

The feel is off.

The blade offered no resistance as it sliced ​​through flesh, and the space beneath his feet was empty.

"Space-type soul bone".

Yu Xiaoheng slowly straightened up. The purple-gold dragon tattoo on his back was faintly visible in the smoke and dust. He turned his head, his gaze piercing through the ruins of the arena, locking onto the VIP seats at the highest point.

There.

Tang Wei's side.

The air twisted violently, and a dark silver light suddenly emerged, spitting out a blood-covered figure before the light quickly dimmed and dissipated.

Tang Hao slammed heavily onto the stone floor.

His right wrist was broken, his sternum was collapsed, and blood mixed with fragments of internal organs kept gushing from his mouth. He had completely lost consciousness, but his chest was still rising and falling weakly.

survived.

Tang Wei immediately squatted down, placed his palm on Tang Hao's chest, and continuously poured his powerful soul energy into him to protect his heart meridian.

Feeling the faint but still beating heart, Tang Wei let out a long breath.

This was a life-saving soul bone that the Haotian Sect had found for Tang Hao at an immeasurable cost.

Once the host suffers a fatal blow, spatial teleportation will be forcibly activated, transporting the host to the nearest blood relative.

His life was saved.

Tang Wei raised his head. His gaze pierced through the vast distance, fixing on the shirtless man in the deep pit below.

"nameless!"

Tang Wei squeezed the name out between his teeth.

Ning Zhenyuan was standing not far away.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master first glanced at Tang Hao, who had escaped, then his gaze suddenly shifted to the headless corpse of the Seven Treasure Soul Emperor in the deep pit.

"Good...very good..."

He pointed at Yu Xiaoheng below, his voice trembling with extreme anger: "How dare you slaughter the talents of my Seven Treasures Sect in front of the whole world!"

Yu Xiaoheng ignored those high and mighty sect leaders.

He stood silently amidst the scorched earth.

Yu Xiaoheng raised his head and scanned the entire room.

Her body was still adorned with flowing gold threads.

The enormous arena, large enough to hold tens of thousands of people, was completely silent. Even the rustling of the wind through the gravel could be clearly heard.

On the Shui sisters' side.

Shui Lingxi leaned tightly against Shui Yun'er's shoulder.

“Sister…” Shui Lingxi’s voice trembled.

Shui Yun'er reached out and gently patted her younger sister's back. Her gaze remained fixed on the man below.

“He won,” Shui Yun’er said, emphasizing each word.

Yes.

Won.

boom!

The stands erupted in chaos.