Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 183 Self-created Soul Skill: Mount Lu Rising Dragon Strike, Soul Suppression

boom--

The moment that figure crashed to the ground, the ground within a radius of a hundred meters churned and cracked like waves.

Ah!
In an instant, the three Soul Saints of the Haotian Sect were blown away by the violent shockwave, tracing three awkward parabolic arcs in the air.

The Soul Emperor and Soul King, who were not far away, were also shocked by the shockwave, bleeding from all seven orifices and dying on the spot.

"Boss?!"

The three traitors were overjoyed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they rushed up, they were met with the iron fist of "No Thieves Under Heaven".

Bang bang bang!
As the sound faded, the three men, each with a fleshy bump about 20 to 30 centimeters high on their heads, squatted on the ground and wailed incessantly.

"Hey, boss, what are you doing?"

"No Thieves Under Heaven" blew out the smoke rising from his fist and glared at them.

"You've really got some nerve! You don't even listen to me anymore, are the three of you trying to rebel?!"

Upon hearing this, the man who recognized the thief as his father and the man with the shifty eyes immediately pointed at the traitor in the middle.

in unison.

"It was the second son's idea, it has nothing to do with us!"

puff!
The traitorous official stood up abruptly, his eyes wide, his gaze sweeping over the two men.

This is as if to say: Bah, how can you be so selfish!

His raised hand trembled uncontrollably; his heart was broken.

They recognized the enemy as their father and turned their heads away from the traitors and rebels, whistling and looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if it were none of their business.

However, I also silently mourned for them.

Second brother, don't blame us!

I'll sacrifice one of you to save two of me, and then I can be willful twice more in the future.

The traitor sighed and turned to face his punishment.

"You three bastards are getting more and more disobedient! But none of you will listen to the others. Do you really think I only punish the second brother?"

The thief's lips twitched, and he appeared almost instantly in front of the three traitors.

The treacherous officials felt a gust of wind approaching and were already prepared to be beaten.

Boom!

However, instead of being beaten, he heard screams of someone recognizing a thief as their father and a shifty-eyed man.

"Hey, boss, shouldn't you be beating up the second brother? Why are you beating up us instead!"

"I didn't sit down; it was all the second brother's idea!"

The two men covered the two fleshy bumps on their heads that looked like a string of gourds, and protested indignantly.

The thief glanced at them, a glance that seemed to see right through their little schemes.

"Stop talking nonsense! Do you think I don't know what kind of people you are? If you disagree, does he think he can order you around?"

Upon hearing this, the traitor's lips curled into a wide smile, and he couldn't have been happier.

"Hahaha! As expected, I know the boss better! That's why I was the first to step in and take the blame. You're dumbfounded, aren't you!"

The thief, seeing the treacherous officials who looked like cats stealing fish, laughed in exasperation.

"They beat them up, but not you, right?"

With a thud, the traitor clutched the two large bumps on his head, and the three of them squatted down neatly on the ground.

Just then, a series of ferocious figures charged in.

"Kill the thieves of the world, and your chance to rise to prominence is right before your eyes!"

"Bullshit! I'm the one who will take his life!"

"No, kill him, and we'll be free!"

Most of these people were Soul Kings and Soul Emperors. Even though they knew the difference in strength, they charged forward with their eyes glowing red, fearless of death.

Without him.

Because the lives of those in the "No Thieves Under Heaven" are so valuable, so valuable that they've all gone mad.

The thief looked at the Haotian Sect disciple in front of him, who was similar to a Fallen Soul Master, and his eyes were almost overflowing with killing intent.

The establishment of the Martial Soul Empire six months ago attracted many ordinary people to join.

The two great empires and the three upper sects did not want the Martial Soul Empire to grow stronger, so they did not sit idly by and wait for their demise.

They were so heartless that they slaughtered ordinary people.

It was through these bloody methods that they deterred ordinary people who had not yet had the chance to join the Spirit Empire.

Among them, the Haotian Sect killed the most ordinary people, even more brutally than the Fallen Soul Masters.

There are two reasons.

Firstly, the Haotian Sect is the strongest of the three upper sects and has contributed the most.

Secondly, Tang Chen brought back some demonic methods from the City of Slaughter that could rapidly increase a person's strength. After his death, the Clear Sky Sect promoted these methods throughout the entire sect in order to quickly increase its power. Most methods for rapidly acquiring power have flaws.

The methods of fallen soul masters can easily lead people astray and cause them to go mad. Most disciples of the Clear Sky Sect simply cannot withstand the backlash.

If it weren't for the fact that the Clear Sky Sect possessed the means to determine their life and death, they would have long since become new Fallen Soul Masters for their own selfish reasons.

"It seems that the Clear Sky Sect has completely fallen into depravity in its pursuit of revenge!"

The man with the thief-free spirit turned around and slowly said, "Since that's the case, then let me send you on your way!"

boom--

The ground beneath him suddenly cracked, and he charged toward the Haotian Sect disciples like a cannonball.

His punches flew like the wind, and countless fist shadows intertwined to form a curtain.

Boom boom boom...

The punches were like thunderclaps, creating a series of deafening explosions in the air.

The force of the punch surged forth, seemingly accompanied by the roar of a dragon!
In an instant, a fist landed on the charging Haotian Sect disciple.

Bang bang bang bang bang——

The fist shadows landed on those Soul Kings and Soul Emperors without the slightest resistance.

Before they could even scream, they were blasted into clouds of blood mist by the shadowy fists.

The game "No Thieves Under Heaven" is now a meat grinder, rampaging across the battlefield with impunity.

Wherever it went, either blood mist filled the sky or severed limbs flew everywhere.

"kill him!"

Upon witnessing this scene, the allied forces of the three sects of the two great empires all turned their guns towards Tianxia Wuzei.

In an instant, a barrage of colorful soul skills rained down on Tianxia Wuzei, aiming to kill the Pope of the Martial Soul Empire.

The thief scoffed, for their attack trajectory had already been detected by the Wind Domain.

"You've chosen the path to heaven but refuse to take it, you've barged into the gates of hell! You're so eager to die, then so be it!"

He suddenly stopped, a fierce wind raging around him.

"Lushan rises to dominate the dragon!"

A punch soars into the sky, a dragon's roar echoes through the heavens!

A flurry of fist shadows suddenly intertwined, and a hundred-foot-long azure wind dragon rose from the ground to meet the colorful soul skill.

Boom——

The colorful collection of soul skills was actually picked up by the wind dragon and smashed into the air, exploding violently.

Those Soul Masters who had made the move were stunned, never expecting that their combined attack would be so easily countered by Tianxia Wuzei.

The attack from "No Thieves Under Heaven" was a copy of the Rising Dragon Fist of Mount Lu, created with the help of the Ninth Soul Skill, Dragon Power. Its power was no weaker than the Overlord Chasing Wind Fist.

"Next, let's try this trick!"

Before he finished speaking, his fourth spirit ring lit up.

"Self-created Soul Skill: Soul Suppression!"

In an instant, a circle of red light swept outwards from the center of the color.

Those enveloped in the red light felt as if a mountain had suddenly pressed down on their bodies, and their legs could not bear the weight and they knelt on the ground.

Those who were even weaker were killed instantly by their bodies exploding.

This is a move derived from the skill granted by the Titan Ape Soul Bone, used by the Thief Under Heaven.

In the blink of an eye, the Soul Masters of the three allied forces of the two great empires on the western battlefield lost 30% of their numbers.

The combined forces of the three sects of the two great empires, who were originally able to barely hold their own against the Martial Soul Empire, are now completely at a disadvantage.

Upon seeing this, the Soul Masters of the Spirit Empire cheered loudly.

"His Holiness the Pope is mighty! His Holiness the Pope is mighty!"

The titled Douluos who were engaged in fierce battle in the sky all stopped fighting and their eyes were instantly locked on Tianxia Wuzei.

"This attack actually made me feel a sense of crisis!"

Tang Lie, the seventh elder of the Haotian Sect, frowned, his killing intent toward Tianxia Wuzei growing stronger.

With such strength, a Soul Saint can pose a threat to a Title Douluo.

If we continue to let it grow unchecked, who on the mainland can rival it?
To put it bluntly, Tang Lie just wanted to bully the weak.

"You guys stop them, I'm going to kill that little bastard!"

In the blink of an eye, Tang Lie, the seventh elder of the Haotian Sect, wielding the Haotian Hammer, charged towards Tianxia Wuzei.

"You little bastard, die!"

The fiery red Haotian Hammer swelled in the wind, its surface expanding to over ten meters in the blink of an eye, becoming a dark, overwhelming mass.

The thief-free world sneered at this.

"I am no longer someone a level 93 Title Douluo like you can handle! Burst King, return to your throne!"

(End of this chapter)