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

He was pushed down.

one meter.

Two meters.

five meters.

Under the pressure of the giant hammer, Yu Xiaoheng's figure was rapidly falling towards the deep pit in the center of the Great Soul Arena.

The violent wind pressure made his clothes flutter loudly.

Supporting the anonymous person made my heart leap into my throat.

Tang Hao lay on the edge of the ruins, his mouth full of blood.

He struggled to lift his head and look at the suppressed Yu Xiaoheng.

A look of satisfaction flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.

If you smash it, this monster will turn into mincemeat.

ten meters.

Twenty meters.

Yu Xiaoheng is getting closer and closer to the ground.

The six-colored flames on his body dimmed under this immense pressure.

Fine beads of blood even seeped from the joints of the purple-gold dragon claw.

Just when everyone thought the outcome was already decided.

Yu Xiaoheng was suppressed to the extreme.

He was less than three meters away from the bottom of the pit.

There was no way to retreat.

Yu Xiaoheng raised his head, and his eyes, which had been filled with madness, suddenly burst forth with an even more dazzling purple light.

The 100,000-year-old sacred dragon bone on his right arm emitted a high-pitched dragon roar once again.

The 100,000-year-old blood-red soul ring beneath his feet shone brightly, its dazzling red light illuminating the surrounding air as if it were a blood-red hell.

The Heavenly Punishment Ice erupts!

The dark purple, extremely cold power that had been in a defensive posture revealed its true nature at this moment.

This is a deadly move that Yu Xiaoheng has been accumulating power over and over again!

Only once.

Similarly, its power also achieved...

Unique!

The extreme cold flowed along the purple-gold dragon claw and directly invaded the bottom of the towering hammer.

Tang Wei immediately sensed that something was wrong.

He felt his soul power rapidly draining away.

It wasn't consumed, but rather directly frozen and then shattered by an extremely strange force!

"What is this thing?!" Tang Wei exclaimed in shock.

The dark purple ice crystals climbed wildly upwards along the surface of the giant hammer.

The speed is astonishing.

The black, shimmering python that swam on the giant hammer didn't even have time to roar before it was frozen into a purple ice sculpture.

It transformed into a crystalline, frosty outer shell.

Wherever the ice of divine punishment spread, all physical matter and soul power structures were forcibly disintegrated.

Tang Wei desperately channeled his soul power, trying to stop the ice layer from spreading.

But it was completely useless.

Chapter 441 Tang Wei, Defeated!

The Heavenly Punishment Ice ignored the level difference and directly penetrated the resistance of a Contra-level character.

"Click-click-click—"

A series of teeth-grinding freezing sounds rang out.

In the blink of an eye, the enormous Sky Hammer was frozen into a massive ice hammer, its entire body a deep purple.

Tang Wei's ninth soul skill, along with its vast soul power, was completely frozen in the ice!

In an instant, it was as if the air and the crowd around the arena had frozen.

A Soul Emperor's Soul Skill actually froze a Title Douluo's Ninth Soul Skill?

But it's not over yet.

Yu Xiaoheng suddenly exerted force with his right arm.

The five fingers of the purple-gold dragon claw closed up and clenched tightly.

"Shattered." Yu Xiaoheng uttered a single word.

"Bang--!!!"

The frozen surface of the colossal hammer was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

Immediately afterwards, the entire giant hammer exploded in mid-air!

Countless dark purple ice blocks, mixed with black fragments of soul power, flew wildly in all directions like a torrential rain.

Tang Wei's ninth soul skill shattered instantly!

The instant the soul skill disappeared, a massive backlash force slammed into Tang Wei's chest through the connection of his Martial Soul True Body.

"puff!"

Tang Wei was struck dumb, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

His once dignified face instantly lost all color.

The backlash combined with the shockwave from the explosion of the Heavenly Punishment Ice sent him flying backward.

Tang Wei staggered back several steps in mid-air.

With each step he took back, the air beneath his feet emitted a dull thud.

He was injured.

But he only took a few steps back and was injured.

With his title of Douluo, Tang Wei still maintained extremely strong combat power even though his ninth soul skill was forcibly destroyed and his soul power suffered a backlash.

He quickly regained his balance in mid-air.

Tang Wei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared intently at Yu Xiaoheng below.

"Good lad, you really can't be allowed to live!" Tang Wei gritted his teeth, preparing to gather his soul power again and completely eliminate this hidden danger.

However, just as he was about to make a move, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

He can't move.

Tang Wei lowered his head and looked at his legs.

Before he knew it, a layer of dark purple frost had spread along his retreating path to his legs.

These are the ice fragments scattered from the explosion!

This extremely cold power was like a leech clinging to his bones, directly freezing the meridians in his legs and the flow of his soul power.

Even more deadly was the lingering terrifying pressure from the eruption of Yu Xiaoheng's 100,000-year soul ring in the surrounding air.

This lingering pressure, combined with the Heavenly Punishment Ice, created an extremely oppressive force field.

Tang Wei struggled a bit.

The ice layer remained completely still.

He was completely trapped on the spot!

Tang Wei was shocked. He, a dignified Title Douluo, was actually restricted in his movements by the remnant skill of a Soul Emperor.

He hurriedly mobilized the remaining soul power within his body, attempting to forcefully break through the restraints of this layer of Heavenly Punishment Ice.

However, the disruptive nature of the Heavenly Punishment Ice came into play. As soon as his soul power came into contact with the ice layer, it was quickly burned and assimilated, making it impossible for him to break free in a short period of time.

The Great Battle Arena was completely silent.

The battle situation changed so quickly that no one had time to think about it.

Yu Xiaoheng did not press his advantage.

The eerie purple aura drifting in the air is slowly descending.

As if summoned by some force, the ice began to converge toward Yu Xiaoheng's body, strand by strand.

Ice followed his body.

The dark purple ice crystal heavy armor that covered his right arm to the teeth began to slowly fade away.

The purplish-gold dragon scales disappeared back beneath the skin.

The elongated and thickened finger bones have returned to their normal shape.

The light of the 100,000-year-old sacred dragon bone gradually faded into nothingness.

Yu Xiaoheng remained suspended above the deep pit.

He was breathing heavily.

That collision just now almost drained most of the soul power he had painstakingly restored.

But his condition is improving rapidly.