The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

　While commanding the roaring dragons to fight, Ruan Lili looked in Vivian's direction from time to time. With the dragon's vision, she could occasionally catch a glimpse of the brief moment in the high-speed battle and judge the situation of the battle.

　To her surprise, Vivian was in the upper hand!

　There were already countless wounds on Pulao's body caused by burns from ice flames. Jun Zhijian had obviously scratched his dragon scales countless times, which meant that his posture was full of flaws in Vivian's eyes!

　In contrast, Vivian had almost no visible wounds on her body.

　She hasn't even used the Dragon Helmet, much less activated her Reverse Scales, yet she already possesses such terrifying power...

　""

　As the battle continued, the madness in Pulao's mind grew more and more violent.

　He constantly unleashed the madness within him to fight, trying to keep up with Vivian's increasingly rapid pace, and the more madness he let out, the more predictable his moves became.

　Vivian's eyes remained clear and peaceful—she fought with her own reason, not liberating the madness, but restraining it tightly.

　Vivian is well aware of her differences from other dragon kings. She can tolerate the reverse scale on the back of her neck because she has enough rationality to anchor herself and because she has left the most unforgettable mark of her life in the human kingdom.

　She had to fight with reason, and between people of the same level, whether or not one possessed reason was the key to success or failure in battle—

　"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

　Three swords, surging waves of ice and flames crashed into Pulao's wind blade.

　At the moment of the last sword impact, a crisp sound of bones breaking was heard, and several dragon scales on Pulao's arm burst open, and blood gushed out.

　He stumbled back, his balance off, his weaknesses exposed.

　At that moment, Vivian leaped out, spinning her silver sword in the air, with ice-blue flames lingering around her.

　Ice gradually condensed on the sword of Jun Zhijian, and the sharp ice crystals refracted the light, elegant and strange.

　Then, a fierce chop came down from the sky and struck Pulao on the head—

　"boom"

　The ice flame exploded, instantly tearing a huge hole in the ground, and the dazzling flames engulfed Pulao's body.

　Not far away, Suanni and Chaofeng, who were suppressed to the point of despair by Qiuniu, were also attracted by this terrifying pressure. They stared blankly at Pulao who was engulfed by the flames, and finally a hint of fear appeared in their eyes.

　They knew that the descendant of the Ice Dragon family had not yet used all her strength, but even so, she defeated Pulao with just that sword?

　Pulao was one of the Nine Sons, one of Yanxia's oldest Dragon Kings! Although he had neglected his martial arts skills due to the peaceful times over the years, how could he be defeated so easily by a junior?

　"Everyone, distraction can be fatal."

　As the light words came, Chaofeng suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest. She saw that Qiuniu's giant harp had smashed deeply into her chest.

　She spit out a mouthful of boiling dragon blood, her huge body

　It exploded in the air and directly knocked down a mountain!

　Suanni immediately came to his senses, and the illusory clouds condensed into an incense burner beside him. Qiuniu just smiled faintly, and stabbed in with his sharp claws accompanied by golden light.

　"Ugh!"

　The Suanni let out a scream, and the smoke incense burner burst.

　He lowered his head and saw that Qiuniu's sharp claws had entered his chest and were gripping his heart.

　"Run away," Qiuniu smiled, "Run away quickly."

　"Sizzle!"

　Qiuniu pulled hard and took out the heart of Suanni, and blood gushed out.

　At this moment, all the troops stopped.

　The light in Suanni's eyes immediately disappeared, and his body broke into countless black smoke, flying quickly towards the west.

　After losing his heart, he was so traumatized that he chose to escape immediately!

　Qiuniu turned his head again and saw Chaofeng leaning against the hill with a painful look on his face.

　Her chest was sunken and the broken dragon scales were covered in blood. It was obvious that she had been seriously injured.

　"Do you still want to take risks?" Qiuniu placed his dragon claws on the harp, "but do you need further discipline?"

　"No... I think the adventure ends here..." Chaofeng whispered.

　Her front legs were bent and her head was lowered, showing submission to the prisoner bull.

　"Good sister," Qiuniu said quietly, "then just rest and recover from your injuries."

　The fight between the sons of dragons has lasted for thousands of years, but they all adhere to the principle of leaving a way out - they are the closest blood to each other, and even if there is a fight, they will not kill each other.

　What's more, it is extremely difficult to kill a dragon king. If you don't leave any chance and let them escape, another fight is inevitable when they recover in the future.

　""

　Qiuniu turned his head and looked at the place where Vivian and Pulao were fighting.

　As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, Pulao's huge body gradually became apparent. He was lying on the ground, with a startling scar on his dragon head, and white and red flashes between the cracked bones.

　Vivian was standing on his dragon head, holding Jun Zhijian upside down, her ice-blue pupils drooping.

　When he saw the pair of vertical pupils, Qiuniu felt his heart tremble and a sense of familiarity surged in his heart.

　Yes, except for the emperor who summoned him from the abyss, Qiuniu had not seen that kind of eyes for a long time.

　Her eyes held the madness, pride, and elegance unique to dragons, yet also held a rationality rarely seen in otherworldly creatures. She used her rationality to restrain madness, transforming it into a sharp sword that moved at will, using it to pierce the confusion before her.

　The Ice Dragon Emperor was such a dragon. When he followed the emperor to fight, Qiuniu was surprised by his overwhelming madness, but ultimately remained loyal to his powerful rationality.

　It is difficult for a dragon to balance reason and madness.

　This is why, even when he was stabbed in the back, in the midst of extreme madness and loss of control, the Ice Dragon Emperor was able to use the last bit of his remaining sanity to condense the spear that could kill him.

　He has gone further than anyone else in balancing reason and madness.

　Over the years, Qiuniu followed the emperor's example, cultivating his wisdom through the sound of zither music and fighting with every effort. But even with his learning, he was only superficial compared to the emperor.

　And today, he once again saw the shadow of that year in Vivian.

　"This is the bridge between humans and dragons, isn't it?"

　Qiuniu smiled slightly, then turned into a golden light and landed on the ground not far from Vivian.

　Vivian turned around and saw Qiuniu, wearing a yellow robe, walking slowly towards her with a smile in his eyes.

　"Leave him to me. There's no need to take his life, or it will only disrupt the balance."

　"Okay," Vivian nodded gently, looking at the defeated and fleeing army not far away. "Do you want to give chase?"

　"I'll take care of the rest. I'll use this opportunity to completely disintegrate their coalition forces, making it take them decades to recover." Qiuniu smiled faintly. "Youngster, go find the one you long to protect."

　"Alice...has the Citadel's fleet arrived?" Vivian was a little surprised.

　"Just arrived, should have set off by now," Qiuniu nodded. "Go ahead. Now... you are qualified to wrestle with those ancient dragon kings... in the name of the Ice Dragon family."

　He pronounced the last few words very seriously, even with a sense of vicissitudes.

　Vivian's eyes were startled for a moment, and then a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

　"I will..." she said softly.

　...END...

Chapter 450: The Dragon has Regret WrongMove

　Hongmei Islands.

　The Black Dragon Society's fleet is anchored at the island's port. The island has been completely blockaded and is dotted with bunkers and outposts.

　String cannons were pointed at the sea, and the beach was filled with patrolling sentries with solemn expressions.

　At the highest point of the island's watchtower, Zuo Shangtang gazed at the sea solemnly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

　The three western islands of the Meihong Archipelago are all defended by the Danzhou branch of the Black Dragon Society. They have little strength left and are now at risk of being annexed by the Quzhou branch.

　Although from the perspective of the Black Dragon Society, the annexation of branches is not a bad thing, but now that the Dragon Lord has passed away, the Black Dragon Society's originally inexhaustible unknown power has become a scarce power, and this annexation has become a deprivation.

　""

　After escaping from the Maple Leaf Plain, Zuo Shangtang's heart has been in mad torment. Two different positions are fighting in his heart, almost tearing him apart.

　He once aspired to become the governor of Kelantan

　The government sought welfare for the people, but fell into darkness due to a momentary lapse of judgment.

　He once fell into the hands of the Black Dragon Society, but was shaken by the news brought by the Saint that his wife was still alive, and fled from the battlefield.

　Escape, he has been running away from his mission all his life, giving various reasons for his cowardice again and again.

　"ha..."

　Zuo Shangtang clenched his fists tightly and looked at the waves in the Far East Ocean.

　If he had not tried his best to preserve enough manpower for the Danzhou branch after his escape, he might have been executed by the Black Dragon Society long ago.

　After Doreen Dubois's death, he became the only remaining high-ranking official in the Danzhou branch. During this special period, the Black Dragon Society naturally could not re-select personnel and could only let him sit in this position.

　But the more he made this chair, the more uneasy he became.

　After being in a high position for a long time, Zuo Shangtang knew that every choice he made would cause a butterfly effect. He gradually became timid and found it difficult to take the first step.

　He could only pray that the Lidu fleet would not choose Xisan Island as a breakthrough point.

　""

　"You're hesitating again, aren't you?"

　A whisper came from behind him. Zuo Shangtang turned his head suddenly and saw a black shadow emerging from the vortex of mist.

　It's black wood.

　He was dressed in a black robe, and his eyes flashed with a shrewd light, which made Zuo Shangtang subconsciously take two steps back.

　"Oh, don't be nervous, my friend," Heimu smiled, "We are family now."

　"Our own people? You killed the Dubois siblings, didn't you?" Zuo Shangtang whispered, "What do you want to do now? At least half of the reason why Danzhou has fallen into its current situation is thanks to you..."

　"Thanks to me?" Heimu laughed. "Ah... Xiao Zuo, Xiao Zuo, you know what? You are really not as good as the Lin brothers, at least not as good as Lin Yu..."

　"Lin Yu is dead, killed by Gu Longshou himself. He and his cruelty went to hell together," Zuo Shangtang said viciously, "I am still alive."

　"No, precisely because you're still alive, you're completely inferior to Lin Yu," Heimu shook his head regretfully. "That guy is human, a 100% pure-blooded human, but his every action, every decision, and that innate cruelty... are all traits of a dragon."

　"He is a dragon, a dragon in human skin. If he were given scales and membrane wings, he would fly higher than most dragons."

　"And what he possesses is exactly what the Black Dragon Society needs: we need dragons, not humans."

　At this point, Heimu's eyes seemed to be filled with mockery:

　"And you, Xiao Zuo, you are a human being, a person who can no longer be a human being. Even if you are in a high position, you still behave like that."

　"Enough..." Zuo Shangtang growled.

　"Do you know why Yan Xia's former human lords all considered themselves the true Dragon Emperor?" Heimu sneered, "Because they know better than anyone that humans need the ambition of a dragon, the vision of looking down on all living things, to take in the world with the most ferocious gaze, and regard everything as their sole responsibility. What they need is greed and demand, not like you, living a life of mediocrity or even running away from the battlefield."

　"shut up!"

　Zuo Shangtang suddenly pulled out a revolver and pointed it at Heimu's head.

　Seeing this scene, Heimuto was not afraid, but smiled:

　"Come," he walked up to Zuo Shangtang and put his forehead against the muzzle of the revolver. "Shoot. I promise I won't dodge this bullet by any means. As long as you shoot, my life will be yours. How about it?"

　"Come on... prove yourself... prove you are a dragon, okay? The Black Dragon Society doesn't need cowards, let alone clowns who run away from the battlefield..."

　"Shoot..." Heimuto savored Zuo Shangtang's terrified expression, "Come on, pull the trigger, and shoot..."

　"Snapped."

　""

　The revolver fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

　Under Heimu's playful gaze, Zuo Shangtang turned around and hugged his head.

　"What do you want?" he whispered.

　"I've already taken control of the Quzhou branch through some... means," Heimuto chuckled. "In this war, the Black Dragon Society's power is in my hands."

　"So what?" Zuo Shangtang said weakly.