One Dao Fruit a day, starting with the Dragon Taming Technique.

Chapter 79 Dragon Shadow, Black Flame, One Man Breaks Through the City

Shuofang Prefecture is a border region, but the border is harsh and cold. Although it is known for its martial spirit, its resources are far less abundant than those of the Central Plains, and it is also frequently raided by people from the surrounding grasslands.

Normally, martial arts practitioners would be motivated by a desire to protect their country and join the army to seek a life of wealth and honor. But now, the Great Qian Dynasty is struggling to survive.

Most capable people chose to seek refuge in the Central Plains, and experts from all sides fled.

For Shuocheng, those at the Third Realm were already considered top experts in the open.

Yang Shu looked at the dark figures in the distance. There were indeed many people, but most of them were ordinary people. What use were there if there were so many of them?

Even if there are tens of thousands, the hundred or so city guards behind them are enough to suppress them all.

Humans have emotions. If tens of thousands of people are killed, the remaining people will fall into chaos.

"The mob has rebelled! Kill them!"

Yang Shuwen remained expressionless and spoke in a cold voice.

He felt that the current situation was still under control.

The Li family members were attacked by the snow weasel and were in dire need of protection. The city guards only needed to suppress the refugees.

In times of chaos, harsh measures are necessary. Just kill some rioters this time and parade them around the city.

After tomorrow, not many people will dare to have any such thoughts anymore.

He was thinking about it.

Suddenly, a hurried shout came from behind.

He was one of his junior classmates.

He turned around abruptly and saw what appeared to be a huge black shadow standing beneath the city gate of Heimo, slowly meandering along the city wall.

Pitch black and deep, like an eternal creature that has existed since time immemorial.

As the shadowy figure slowly moved, it gradually became clearer.

Its antlers resemble those of a deer, its head a camel's, its eyes a rabbit's, its neck a snake's, its belly a clam's, its scales a fish's, its claws an eagle's, its paws a tiger's, and its ears a cow's.

dragon--

True Dragon—

His eyes widened instantly, his pupils focusing and freezing.

It was as if they had witnessed something extremely terrifying—

Roar~!

A not-so-loud dragon's roar echoed from the darkness beneath the city gate, and a scorching heat gradually spread through the air.

The dragon's shadow coiled on the city wall, golden light converging—it was a pair of golden eyes, indifferent, calm, and disdainful.

The shadowy figure grew eyes.

It was just like a real dragon.

Everyone who witnessed this scene simultaneously had an absurd thought: to pay homage to the true dragon.

next moment.

"Playing tricks! You're asking for it!"

Yang Shu's junior brother snorted coldly, a cold glint appearing in his eyes. Blood waves rose from his body, and a blood-red talisman condensed in front of him.

He drew his sword and stepped forward, his body surging with waves of blood.

With overwhelming momentum.

It seemed as if they wanted to tear that charlatan to pieces.

The dragon's roar grew louder and louder, as if it exploded in Yang Shu's ears, as if the real dragon was right beside him.

The golden eyes on the city wall showed no change in emotion; in an instant, everything in the world seemed to freeze.

The next instant, the dragon shadow slowly opened its mouth, and a raging black flame swept out!

"Get out of the way!!!"

Yang Shu shouted to his junior brother.

But it's too late.

Black flames swept across in an instant, and the blood talisman in front of the man instantly collapsed. A flush appeared on his face, and a strange heat appeared in his eyes.

Like a madman, he frantically tore everything off his body.

Blood gushed through the air, only to be swallowed up by the black flames.

With eyes blazing with fury, Yang Shu watched as his junior brother ripped his head off—

Glug glug.

Yang Shu's pale face was reflected upside down in his bloodshot eyes.

He felt anger, a surge of anger that nearly overwhelmed his reason; he had an urge to destroy everything in front of him.

The snowflakes lingered, blurring one's vision.

As the sun disappeared, a sense of restlessness arose.

The city guards, affected by the eerie black flames, began killing each other before their blades could even fall on the civilians.

Yang Shu suppressed his impulse with all his might. Holding his long sword, he wanted to find the person who was playing tricks behind the scenes.

Just then, several angry roars rang out.

Those were three demons with fifty years of cultivation. Judging from their appearance, they were one horse and two sheep.

"Don't let the blood food escape—"

The moment Yang Shu saw the three demons, his suppressed rationality completely collapsed, and the resentment he had hidden in his heart towards the demons was ignited by a burning rage.

"Demons, die!"

In the distance, the Li family members stared in disbelief at this scene.

Li Qian was protected behind the burly middle-aged man, while keeping a close watch on the snow weasel's surprise attack, his peripheral vision was fixed on the direction of the city gate.

He discerned both the enormous black dragon shadow and Yang Shu's changes.

A strange sense of absurdity welled up in my mind.

Could it be that all the information I received before was wrong? Is Yang Shu a good person? Does he have the ambition to slay demons and monsters?

Suddenly, his self-illumination shifted completely towards the city gate.

His pupils contracted violently, as if he had seen a ghost.

A chaotic scene, crazed demons, and madmen.

An intertwining of blood and fire.

All of this happened suddenly, yet it seemed to have a strange kind of rationality.

However, a highly discordant element appeared in the scene.

A dark shadow.

Da da da.

Unhurried footsteps sounded as he walked out from the direction of the city gate. Behind him was a raging war, but he was like a passerby, insignificant and insignificant.

Everyone seemed to completely ignore him.

That feeling of strolling leisurely.

The figure in the shadows seemed to have no intention of concealing his identity, as his face was completely unmasked.

Handsome and aloof.

Li Qian was deeply shaken.

"Xu—Xu Guang!?"

The middle-aged man noticed the change in Li Qian's emotions and subconsciously followed his gaze.

The moment his gaze shifted, Xu Guang met his eyes, smiled kindly, and nodded slightly.

It was like a greeting between old acquaintances.

A faint, almost imperceptible feeling of being locked onto by a terrifying presence arose within me.

The Six Realms Qi has already developed a sixth sense, similar to the connection between heaven and man.

His sixth sense told him that the person in front of him was very strong and extremely dangerous.

Sensing all of this was the snow weasel that was rampaging through the Li family.

The aura of a true dragon.

The deepest imprint on the bones of every alien awakened its fear.

Squeak!

Two short, strange cries followed.

The snow weasel turned around and—actually—escaped!

The snow ferret is afraid.

Everyone noticed it.

Xu Guang did not look at them, but stood still in an open space.

He waved gently.

Behind him came He Nian's rough voice.

"Everyone's in line, we can all get out of the city. Anyone who dares to cut in line, I'll kill him."

The coldness and hardness unique to the yamen soldiers.

"Team leader, let's leave the city."

Xu Guang smiled and nodded, his eyes occasionally falling on the people in front of him, and he smiled and nodded again.

He seemed like an extremely warm and gentle young man.

Under the influence of the black flames, almost all of the city guards have died.

Under Xu Guang's leadership and the strict control of the government troops, the people slowly moved towards the city gate.

Just then, a figure suddenly darted out from the corner of the wall, its legs twisted irregularly and its face covered in bloodstains.

"You're the one playing tricks! Die!"

It is Yang Shu.

He killed three fifty-year-old demons and suppressed the black flames.