Douluo Continent: The Ice Dragon King Martial Soul, Ma Xiaotao is Addicted

A flash of red light appeared at the muzzle of the orange arm armor cannon, and the orange-red beam tore through the air, precisely colliding with the illusory image of the falling giant hammer.

"boom--!"

Amidst the deafening explosion, the solid, steel-like phantom of the giant hammer shattered like glass, dissipating into countless points of light.

The violent shockwave ripped a trench several meters deep into the ground, sending rubble and dust flying like a torrential downpour.

With Ye Chen's divine power as its energy source, there is no need to worry about energy consumption. Each cannon shot is equivalent to a strike from a level 99 Limit Douluo.

It is naturally terrifying.

"what!!!"

Giant Hammer Douluo's hair and beard stood on end, his cloudy old eyes widened as he stared intently at the golden armor.

He could clearly sense that the soul power fluctuations under the armor were only at the Soul King level!

But when did the armor of the Sun Moon Empire become capable of easily shattering a Title Douluo's full-force attack without even using a Soul Ring?
His withered hands trembled slightly with shock, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

"boom--!"

Before the smoke and dust had cleared, the ground was once again cracked open like spiderwebs.

With a powerful stomp of his golden boots, Orange transformed into a dazzling golden rainbow and soared into the sky.

With a "click," the armor plate on the outside of her left arm flipped and rearranged, and a narrow, straight sword nearly two meters long instantly sprang out, which she gripped tightly with both hands.

The longsword was made of grade 10 attracting metal, with dark red patterns flowing along its blade, making it look extremely eerie.

"Shoot-"

The blade whistled as it tore through the air, then slashed down fiercely towards the top of the giant hammer Douluo's head.

"court death!!"

Giant Hammer Douluo was filled with shock and anger, and a surge of rage at being slighted instantly overwhelmed his horror.

A mere Soul King dares to launch a close-quarters attack on a Title Douluo; this is a complete disregard for him!
With a roar, the Giant Hammer Douluo's martial spirit suddenly expanded, and the hammerhead shone with a dark light as he fiercely slashed upwards to meet the blade!
"Clang—crack—!"

The deafening clang of metal shattered eardrums!

The next instant, a teeth-grinding cracking sound exploded.

Giant Hammer Douluo felt an unimaginable force coming from the hammer handle, and his arm joints groaned from the unbearable strain.

He watched in disbelief as the massive black hammer, which had shattered the heads of countless powerful enemies, cracked open from the center the instant it made contact with the dark red blade!
The cracks spread rapidly, instantly covering the entire hammerhead, and then shattered with a crash!
"puff--!"

The terrifying power caught Giant Hammer Douluo off guard; his vision went black and he coughed up blood.

Although weapon spirits are powerful, they can still be destroyed.

However, unlike beast spirits, which are one with the user, injuries to the spirit will affect the user. If the spirit dies, the soul master will die as well.

If a spirit weapon is damaged, the spirit master will only suffer a backlash, not die. After resting for a while, the spirit weapon will automatically repair itself.

The more severe the damage, the greater the backlash on the Soul Master.

However, this level of damage caused Giant Hammer Douluo's soul power to surge uncontrollably like boiling water, and his meridians were in excruciating pain.

His fury completely turned into fear.

But Orange wouldn't give him any chance.

"Whoosh-"

The cold light returns!

Using the force of the recoil, Ju Zi's body somersaulted in mid-air, and tiny gusts of air emanated from the joints of his armor to adjust his posture. His dark red longsword drew a sharp arc, aiming straight for the neck of the Giant Hammer Douluo!

"what--!"

The instinct to survive overrides everything.

Giant Hammer Douluo let out a strange cry that was not human, and at the critical moment, he twisted his waist and desperately pulled half of his body backward.

"Shoot-"

Blood mist filled the sky!
The dark red blade grazed his left shoulder and slashed down hard!
The Title Douluo's body, covered by a thick shield of soul power, was as fragile as paper under the blade!

His entire left arm, along with a small portion of his shoulder, was severed cleanly at the root, with the white, broken bones and internal organs clearly visible through the massive wound!
The terrifying impact carried the mangled body thousands of meters backward, and it continued to fly further and further away...

Just as Orange was wondering why the other party had flown so far backwards, the other party had already disappeared.

Clearly, the other party has run away...

tangerine:……

Soldiers: ...

Ye Chen: ...

None of the soldiers in the White Tiger Legion expected that the titled Douluo, who had come with such imposing manner, would leave in such a way.

It's really impossible to comment on it.

After all, the opponent did make a move, but they did lose, and were completely crushed.

At most, it will only leave a small stain.

Not running means risking your life.

Any fool knows how to choose.

Orange, dressed in golden armor, slowly landed on the ground.

The armor, spotless and pristine, was untouched by blood, except for a few streaks of crimson blood slowly sliding down the dark patterns from the blade. Orange slowly sheathed her sword, the arm armor flipping and reforming, the longsword silently retracting back into a smooth plate of armor.

"Let Dai Hao come out and face his death."

Orange looked at the blood-soaked battlefield and spoke coldly.

Before her, thick, warm blood gathered into a dark red stream, silently seeping into the soil.

Severed limbs and broken arms were scattered everywhere, silently testifying to the brutal massacre that had just taken place.

However, none of this could stir the slightest ripple in her heart.

Killing these ordinary soldiers did not bring her even the slightest sense of vengeance.

"Hmph, if you want to find our marshal, you'll have to step over our dead bodies!"

An officer with a missing arm struggled to his feet from the pool of blood and roared at Orange.

His words were like a drop of water thrown into boiling oil, instantly igniting the remaining morale.

The soldiers, who had already begun to retreat under the terrifying pressure of the orange, suddenly changed their expressions.

If the target of the other side is the empire, they may be powerless to do so and have no choice but to retreat.

But now that the other side is saying they want to kill their marshal, they naturally won't agree!
"We swear to protect the Marshal with our lives!"

"Fight her!"

"The spirit of the White Tiger Army will never perish!"

Shouts rose and fell, carrying a tragic and heroic air of facing death without fear.

These soldiers are the most elite part of the White Tiger Legion, and their loyalty to Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger has long surpassed their loyalty to the Empire.

Madness burned in everyone's eyes.

Even if it means death, I will take a piece of flesh from the other party to lighten the burden on Duke White Tiger.

"Since that's the case, then I'll grant your wish."

Orange's gaze remained completely unmoved.

next moment.

The soul-guided cannon barrel behind her, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, rose silently and rapidly.

"Kakaka-"

"Da da da da da da-"

Without warning, the symphony of destruction suddenly began.

That wasn't the sound of ordinary gunfire, but rather the sharp whistling of high-speed energy particles tearing through the air.

In a second, tens of thousands of energy bullets, condensed to the extreme, transformed into a metal storm and poured out instantly.

Ahead, the hundreds of soldiers who had regrouped and were attempting to charge were like fragile pieces of paper encountering a raging tornado.

The violent energy beam easily pierced through their bodies, tearing apart their heavy armor forged from fine steel and instantly ripping their flesh and blood apart.

Before they could even let out a proper scream, the formation of hundreds of people instantly turned into a bloody mist.

The killing did not stop.

The aftershocks of the energy storm swept indiscriminately in all directions, like the scythe of death.

A kilometer away, thousands of soldiers who had just arrived from other camps also perished.

They watched in horror as their companions vanished like an avalanche, followed by a deadly attack that pierced their bodies.

Even after crossing a kilometer, the energy bullet still contained terrifying energy.

The thick breastplate was as thin as paper. Each soldier was struck as if by an invisible giant hammer, and their bodies instantly burst open with bloody holes the size of bowls, or were torn in half.

Blood mist, mixed with fragments of internal organs and metal, spread out in the shockwave.

"Ugh—!"

"my leg!"

A piercing scream, accompanied by a desperate roar.

Such a horrific massacre finally scared away many people, who all retreated thousands of meters away.

Of course, there are also those who are not afraid of death.

However, all of these people turned into a blood mist in the first instant.

"stop!!!"

Just then, a furious roar filled with boundless rage suddenly exploded out!
Before the words had even faded, several figures shot towards them from a great distance.

The leader was a huge, white, phantom-like tiger.

The white tiger raised its head and roared, its eyes like burning lava, fixed on the orange in the center of the battlefield.

Beneath the illusory image, eight dazzling soul rings pulsed rhythmically, and surging soul power waves swept across the surroundings like a tsunami.

The visitor was none other than Duke White Tiger—Dai Hao.

(End of this chapter)