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

Yu Xiaogang stared at the suspended figure in mid-air, a bitter smile appearing on his lips.

A strange half-dragon beast appeared beside him; it was his separated martial soul, Luo Buhui.

Luo Buhui felt the lingering pressure of the true dragon in the air and seemed somewhat excited.

Yu Xiaogang reached out and comforted Luo Buhui.

"Yu Xiaoheng, I knew you would win," Yu Xiaogang thought to himself.

He thought of his brother's personality.

To become stronger, one can resort to any means necessary, and to be ruthless through reason.

“If you dare to confront Tang Wei directly, you must have a trump card to turn the tables.” Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath. “It’s just that this method… is too dangerous.”

The ruins area occupied by the Haotian Sect.

"Father's ninth soul skill... has actually been broken." Tang Hao murmured.

This was beyond his comprehension.

Standing beside Tang Hao was a silent young man.

Tang San.

He was familiar with the rules and hierarchy of this world.

Soul Master, Great Soul Master, Soul Venerable, Soul Sect Master, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Saint, Soul Douluo, Titled Douluo.

The gap between each major realm is like a chasm.

Not to mention that there are three major realms between Soul Emperor and Title Douluo.

"Even the most powerful hidden weapons of my Tang Clan in my previous life, such as the Buddha's Wrath Lotus and the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles..." Tang San's heart trembled violently.

He looked at the divine ice that froze everything.

"In the face of absolute power, any skill is pale in comparison."

Tang San discovered that the trump cards he relied on were utterly insignificant in front of Yu Xiaoheng.

Like Tang Hao, he was completely unable to utter a single word at this moment.

I was completely terrified.

midair.

Yu Xiaoheng was suspended there.

Beneath his feet, a bright red 100,000-year soul ring hovered silently.

The extreme cold power of the Heavenly Punishment Ice not only froze Tang Wei, but also extinguished the madness within him.

Yu Xiaoheng looked at his hands.

The reshaping effect of the 100,000-year-old sacred dragon bone after its explosion has imbued his body with explosive power.

The right arm skeleton is golden, the rest of the bones are like purple-gold glass, and the veins are stitched together with rainbow dragon silk.

Everything was perfect.

A glint of light flashed in Yu Xiaoheng's eyes.

He raised his head and fixed his gaze on Tang Wei below.

Tang Wei was currently exerting all his strength to break through the dark purple ice layer on his legs.

However, the ice was exceptionally stubborn, and the extreme cold formed by the extreme distortion of the Heavenly Punishment Purple Flame carried the characteristic of shattering all soul power and soul skills.

Tang Wei felt an immense tremor.

He looked up at Yu Xiaoheng.

As the sect leader of Haotian Sect, he never imagined he would face such a predicament.

Yu Xiaoheng spoke up.

"it is a pity."

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Everyone pricked up their ears, afraid of missing a single word.

"Do you all think that my detonation of the spirit ring and crushing of the 100,000-year-old holy dragon bone this time was reckless?"

"Do you think I'm committing suicide by participating in the competition?"

He slowly took a step forward.

Yu Xiaoheng looked at the viewing area above.

"But in reality, Tang Wei, it was too late!"

Everyone in the audience held their breath.

This statement is extremely arrogant.

But at this moment, no one dared to stand up and refute it.

The person who shattered the ninth soul skill of a Title Douluo has the right to say such things.

Yu Xiaoheng stared into Tang Wei's eyes.

"Tang Wei, you've acted too late."

Yu Xiaoheng paused for a moment.

The sound suddenly rose in pitch, like thunder roaring from the heavens.

"I, Yu Xiaoheng, have already transcended all limitations!"

Even a titled Douluo can't do anything to me!!

The sixth soul ring of the 100,000-year-old Golden Sacred Dragon.

What else can deal with me? What else can drive me to my death?

The general trend of the world.

Ha ha! !

These four words will no longer be spoken by you.

Let me tell you!

Chapter 443 Then they ran away

The sound, like rolling thunder, echoed back and forth above the ruined arena, lingering for a long time.

Tens of thousands of spectators, tens of thousands of Soul Masters.

Which one of them isn't proud and arrogant in ordinary times?

Yet not a single person dared to utter even the slightest sound.

Yu Xiaoheng looked down from above, suspended in mid-air.

He lowered his head, his gaze fixed on the deep pit.

That place is Tangwei.

The dark purple Heavenly Punishment Ice was like a cage, pinning the Haotian Sect Master to the spot.

Yu Xiaoheng quietly felt the surging soul power within his body, his thoughts racing.

He is very clear.

In this earth-shattering clash, he couldn't be considered to have truly defeated Tang Wei head-on.

Who is Tang Wei?

The current sect leader of Haotian Sect.

A peak expert who has awakened their Martial Soul True Form.

In the current timeline of Douluo Continent, such strength is the ceiling of this world.

But what about that?

I think I could probably hold my own against a regular Title Douluo.

Even if we were to engage in a desperate battle, at least survival would be absolutely guaranteed.

that's enough.

This means that from today onwards, no force on the mainland will be able to easily utter those words.

Kill Yu Xiaoheng at all costs.

Because this so-called price has become so heavy that no one can bear it.

Killing him would be as difficult as hunting down a true Title Douluo.

and.

His identity as Yu Xiaoheng had already been exposed.

Everyone in the world knows that he is the biological son of the leader of the Blue Lightning Sect, and the eldest young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Behind Yu Xiaoheng, who possesses the combat power of a Title Douluo, is the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's guards.

With Yu Yuanzhen, that old dragon, backing them up, they had everything under control.

Yu Xiaoheng laughed heartily to himself.

Haha.

How will you kill them?

What can we use to kill?

They can't be killed at all!

Since you can't kill him, then the fate of this world will naturally be in my hands, Yu Xiaoheng.

This soaring passion surged forth without reservation along the newly reconstructed meridians within his body.