Dragon Tamer

“Huff”

Her pinkish white lips puckered, blowing gently towards the soft night sky.

Suddenly, all the fiery arrowheads were extinguished by the night breeze that had come rushing in, the blazing flames disappearing in an instant.

Immediately following that, the arrows completely lost their force, falling like leaves and scattering across the courtyard, yet unable to cause any destruction.

Zhu Minglang watched Li Yunzi, slightly spellbound.

Mostly because the way she pursed her lips and blew was rather cute.

Although he had many doubts in his heart, with enemies at his doorstep, Zhu Minglang couldn’t just stand by idly. He immediately called out the Sword Spirit Dragon and leapt into the streets that were made impassable by surrounding soldiers!

“Flying Sword Sparkle!”

Zhu Minglang pointed his hand, and the Sword Spirit Dragon shot through, swift as a fierce bolt of lightning, streaking grandly from one end of the street to the other.

Those soldiers of the Dragon Horse Camp had not even realized what was happening when holes appeared in their bodies, and blood blossomed in patches, all of them falling in their tracks, wailing in pools of blood, with some even dying on the spot!

“Retract!”

Zhu Minglang retracted his hand, and the Sword Spirit Dragon at the end of the street suddenly carved out an exaggerated arc of the sword. The arc, like a bright moon in the sky, tore through the soldiers filling the street, severing heads, sending limbs flying, and cutting many completely in half!

In dealing with these murderous soldiers, Zhu Minglang acted even more ruthlessly, giving them no chance to rise again!

This astonishing and terrifying swipe dyed the street bright red, and the Sword Spirit Dragon, untainted by a drop of blood, had already returned to Zhu Minglang’s side. Its sword body glowed crimson, its fringe elongated, floating slowly with an air of extreme danger, awaiting Zhu Minglang’s next command.

“It’s a Sword Master, shoot it down!” The leader of the Dragon Horse Camp, his face stern, showed no mercy for his own men’s horrific deaths.

Soldiers were, after all, meant to be sacrificed.

The leader raised his hand high and brought it down heavily.

The Arrow Masters mounted on Dragon Beasts were clearly the core of the Dragon Horse Camp, and rows of them drew their iron bows at once. Suddenly, the airflow around became tumultuous, reversing and swirling chaotically as if falling into a bottomless abyss.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!!!!!!”

Piercing Wind Arrows!

A group of Arrow Masters used the Piercing Wind Arrows in unison; these arrows, made from special materials, could even absorb the wind element from the world, giving the shot arrows accelerated speed and potent piercing power.

Such arrows could penetrate the scales of Dragon Beasts, not to mention shields, armor, and trenches struggled to block them. The arrows made a sharp whizzing sound as they pierced through nearby houses and fences, even able to penetrate several houses in a row…

The Sword Spirit Dragon conjured a Sword Soul, like a giant black sword stele standing in front of Zhu Minglang. Zhu Minglang himself was unharmed, but the houses behind him where the Dragon Shepherd Teams of the Hu Family were stationed were punctured and began collapsing one by one.

Although these Arrow Masters didn’t have high cultivation bases, their training, like that of a military unit organized in formation, exerting a single ability together, their power was terrifying!

“Bai Qi…”

Zhu Minglang was about to call for Bai Qi, the name already on his lips, when he remembered that Little White was undergoing bloodline forging and was deep in sleep within the Spirit Realm.

As an Ice Morning White Dragon, dealing with these soldiers and archers would actually be much simpler; even the Sword Spirit Dragon’s blade, sharp though it was, couldn’t match the Ice Morning White Dragon’s sweeping frost for directness in killing!

“Block his sword,” commanded the leader of the Dragon Horse Camp, ordering his soldiers to use their bodies to block the Sword Spirit Dragon.

The Arrow Masters were protected by a wall of soldiers; unless Zhu Minglang personally charged in, it would be difficult to cut through them all from afar.

“Firefly Sword!”

Annoying as it was, they couldn’t be left alive.

Zhu Minglang certainly didn’t want the little house that he had just started to fix up destroyed by these bullies from Runyu City’s army.

The sword danced in mid-air, its tip sparking with the light of fireflies. As the movement quickened, countless firefly sword lights ignited in the sky above the street, a dense spectacle that resembled the brilliant scenery of a forest at twilight!

“Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish!!!!!!”

As the Firefly Sword fell, a trail of light meant a life lost. No matter how numerous the Dragon Horse Camp’s soldiers were, they would lose nearly half to such a swarm of Flying Sword Technique. Among the thousands of soldiers crowding the street, countless fell at just a few of Zhu Minglang’s strikes. Not to mention the difficulty for these ragtag troops to resist, even well-equipped, well-trained formal regiments couldn’t withstand the might of a Middle-level Monarch Level Sword Might. The soldiers were as short-lived and fragile as moths, powerful enough to make all the rank and file of the entire Dragon Horse Camp tremble!

“What’s the panic, he’s just one man with a sword. He can’t possibly chop us all down, Arrow Masters, pin him to the stone wall!” roared the leader of the Dragon Horse Camp.

Seeing his soldiers unable to withstand Zhu Minglang, the leader unexpectedly took down a heavy Mysterious Iron bow from his Dragon-horse mount. The bow was surprisingly large, likely too heavy for a martial artist to even lift.

The leader held the bow with one hand, and a black, heavy iron arrow rested on the Dragon Tendon string, which shimmered oddly. As the leader pulled back heavily, the bow seemed like a slumbering Black Dragon; if it were to rise, even the mountains and forests would be crushed!!

“Black Dragon’s Roar!”

An arrow shot out, its force like a Dragon’s Roar, thundering as it flew!

The immense power of the arrow swept through the surrounding decrepit houses, grinding them all to dust.

The Black Dragon Roar’s arrow swept towards Zhu Minglang, who was also taken aback. This Dragon Horse Camp leader’s cultivation base was not low, no wonder he dared to charge so brazenly straight for the new City Lord’s place, firing flaming arrows and killing people on arrival!

Zhu Minglang drew up the Bagua Platform to withstand this turbulent arrow. Although he remained unmoved, but the courtyard which was just ready to be renovated, was destroyed.

Zhu Minglang was in a very bad mood.

In Runyu City, there was already scarce care for people’s livelihoods—finding carpenters, tile workers, and craftsmen was incredibly difficult, and many things had to be handled personally.

Now, the little courtyard that he had worked so hard on over the past couple of days had been wrecked by these brutes.

“Sword Spirit Dragon, no need to protect the yard anymore, just kill them,” Zhu Minglang said coldly from above.

Initially, he had thought about fending off these people without allowing the courtyard to be destroyed.

This indeed had restrained the Sword Spirit Dragon’s performance; having to kill the enemy while quickly returning to block their barrage of arrows, and now that the yard was nearly destroyed, there was nothing left to worry about!

It would just mean a bit more time spent; after all, the night was long, and this city of Runyu was bound to experience a thorough bloodbath!