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

The hammer slammed heavily into the fat man's own face.

His facial bones collapsed, and red and white matter flew everywhere. The fat man didn't even have time to scream before he became a flying corpse, knocking over two of his companions behind him.

"monster!"

A half-human, half-beast fallen being roared angrily, his hands transforming into sharp wolf claws, grabbing at Yu Xiaoheng's chest from the left and right.

Yu Xiaoheng stretched out his hands, several times faster than the wolf's claws.

He gripped the fallen man's wrists precisely.

The Fallen One felt his wrists being clamped by two iron clamps, and the excruciating pain caused him to let out a miserable howl.

Yu Xiaoheng ripped it outwards with both hands.

"Hey!"

A chilling sound of flesh tearing rang out. Yu Xiaoheng had ripped the fallen man's two arms off his shoulders!

Blood sprayed into the air like a fountain.

Yu Xiaoheng casually slammed the two still twitching severed arms at a skinny man holding a dagger next to him.

The skinny man's vision was obstructed when the blood-soaked severed arm struck his face. Yu Xiaoheng had already closed in, delivering a whip kick like a steel whip to the skinny man's waist.

"Click".

The sound of shattering spines was clearly audible. The skinny man's body folded at an eerie angle in mid-air, crashing to the ground ten meters away, twitching twice before going still.

massacre.

This was a one-sided massacre with no suspense whatsoever.

More than thirty desperate criminals who had spent years licking blood off the edge of a knife were like paper toys in front of Yu Xiaoheng.

There were no fancy soul skills clashing, only the most primitive and brutal physical crushing.

Yu Xiaoheng's movements were devoid of superfluous techniques; every punch, kick, and elbow strike carried deadly force.

A man wielding two swords attempted to ambush them from behind.

Without even turning his head, Yu Xiaoheng kicked backward with his right foot, striking the man squarely in the chest. The man's sternum instantly caved in, and his heart burst from the immense impact.

Using the recoil from kicking someone, Yu Xiaoheng charged forward and crashed into the middle of the three fallen ones.

He grabbed their heads with both hands and slammed them together.

The two heads shattered like watermelons.

The remaining man was so frightened that he dropped his weapon and ran away. Yu Xiaoheng kicked up a broken sword from the ground.

The broken sword, in a blur, pierced the man's heart from behind, pinning him to the ground.

The ground was littered with severed limbs. The stench of blood in the air was so strong it was nauseating.

From the moment Yu Xiaoheng made his move until now, only two minutes have passed. More than half of the thirty-odd people are already lying on the ground.

The bald man's hand, gripping the axe, was trembling violently.

His bloodshot eyes were now filled with fear.

Chapter 504 Yu Xiaoheng: Very Panicked

Having spent so many years in this killing city, he had seen countless ruthless people. Those soul masters whose soul skills were sealed, no matter how strong their physical strength was, would eventually run out of energy when facing an attack from dozens of people.

But the young man in front of me didn't even break a sweat.

Not even a white mark was left on his skin. A long knife had just struck his shoulder, the blade simply chipping away without even cutting the skin beneath his clothes.

This is not a body that a human could possess!

"Run! Run!"

The bald man finally broke down. He threw down his axe and turned to run out of the abandoned neighborhood. The remaining seven or eight Fallen Ones also snapped out of their daze, crying and scattering in all directions.

Yu Xiaoheng stopped in his tracks.

He reached out and wiped a bit of meat off his clothes.

He bent down and picked up a rusty iron spear from the ground.

Yu Xiaoheng gripped the spear shaft, his right arm muscles bulged instantly, and he exerted force from his waist.

"call--"

He threw the iron spear, which produced a sharp sonic boom as it scraped through the air.

The spearhead pierced the chest of the bald man running at the front from behind. The immense momentum carried his body forward until, with a final clang, it embedded itself in a stone pillar at the alley entrance.

The remaining seven people were terrified by this scene and ran even faster.

Yu Xiaoheng did not give chase. He simply used his toes to pick up various weapons on the ground—machetes, short swords, and iron spikes.

With each kick he made, a weapon shot out from the ground like a meteor.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!"

The sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh rang out one after another.

The seven fleeing Fallen Ones didn't even get fifty meters before they were all shot through from behind and collapsed in pools of blood.

The entire abandoned neighborhood has returned to its deathly silence.

Only the dozens of corpses continued to bleed, staining the stone slabs on the ground a dark red.

Yu Xiaoheng patted the dust off his hands, as if he had just finished a trivial task.

Rou'er stood not far behind him and swallowed.

She knew Yu Xiaoheng was strong, but what she usually saw was Yu Xiaoheng sweeping away thousands of troops with purple fire and thunder.

The visual impact of today's scenes, where punches land and people are torn apart alive, is truly terrifying.

But she quickly straightened her back. This was the person she had called out.

Isn't your sister Rou'er amazing?

Rou'er pondered to herself, then jogged over, kicking away a bloodstained machete with disdain as she passed the corpse on the ground.

She moved closer to Yu Xiaoheng, looked at Bibi Dong, and then at the Shui sisters.

"Xiao Heng, who are these three women?" Rou'er asked curiously. "Do you know anyone around here?"

The Shui sisters were stunned.

Bibi Dong was also stunned.

Looking at the girl who had just shouted about "amazing power" and come to the rescue, they realized that she didn't know them at all.

Yu Xiaoheng glanced at Rou'er.

"Don't you recognize me? You were rushing so fast just now?"

"Can't I help those in need?" Rou'er retorted confidently. "Besides, aren't you there to back me up? Aren't my incredible strength amazing?"

Yu Xiaoheng's eye twitched again.

He decided to stop arguing with this eccentric rabbit. He waved, and with four women, stepped over the scattered limbs and headed deeper into the abandoned neighborhood.

Deep in the abandoned neighborhood, a stone building half-buried underground comes into view.

This place was originally supposed to be an underground storage room for a tavern. The stone walls were thick, and the entrance was hidden, with only a heavy iron-clad wooden door half-open.

Yu Xiaoheng walked in front and kicked open the rickety door. Dust fell in a flurry. The space inside was large, and although the floor was covered with moldy wooden boxes and miscellaneous items, it was dry and didn't have any unpleasant stench.

“This will do.” Yu Xiaoheng turned around and looked at the four women following behind him. “From now on, this will be our base in the Killing City.”

Bibi Dong, Shui Yun'er, and Shui Lingxi entered the cellar.

The light was dim, with only a few fluorescent mosses in the corner providing faint illumination.

Shui Lingxi could no longer hold back and ran to Yu Xiaoheng in a few steps.

"Xiao Heng, it really is you! I thought we were dreaming."

Shui Yun'er stepped forward, patted her younger sister on the back, and looked at Yu Xiaoheng with eyes full of relief.

Bibi Dong stood a few steps away and spoke softly.

"Brother Xiao Heng, I'm so glad you're alright."

These days, they worry every day about whether Yu Xiaoheng can survive facing Tang Wei and his top experts alone.

But at the time, there was no other way; staying in Wuhun City would only make him a weakness for Yu Xiaoheng.

Yu Xiaoheng looked at the three of them.

He appeared calm and composed on the surface, but inside he was feeling uneasy.

That battle was indeed stress-relieving; the sheer physical domination gave him a false sense of invincibility. But this was the City of Slaughter.

Tang Chen is still hanging over their heads!

He knew all too well the power of that King of Slaughter. Being parasitized by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King meant he was a true demigod. Here, he was just an ant that could be crushed at any moment.

The reason he dared to confront Tang Wei head-on before was because... people are capable of anything when they're in a rage.

However, Tang Wei and Tang Chen are not comparable.

If Tang Chen suddenly had a relapse and jumped down from above with the Asura Greatsword, my body, honed by the Golden Dragon Element Tempering Technique, probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single basic attack from him.

Yu Xiaoheng sighed inwardly. He might be a coward, but he still had to maintain appearances.

"What could possibly happen to me?" Yu Xiaoheng pulled over a relatively intact wooden chair and sat down with an air of authority. "Someone like Tang Wei can't hold me back."

Since things have come to this, let's just pretend for now.

He spoke of it casually.

Shui Lingxi stopped crying and started laughing, and Shui Yun'er nodded.

They knew Yu Xiaoheng's methods, but the sense of security they felt upon reuniting here was indescribable.

"Alright, stop standing there. Tidy this up." Yu Xiaoheng pointed around. "To survive, we need a decent place to stay. This will be our home from now on."

The girls did not complain and immediately took action.