Chapter 234 Side Story - Shadow Fang Wolf (1/2)

The foul-smelling gust of wind exploded almost right next to Ruan Tang's nose.

The wolf king's single, eerie green eye clearly reflected Ruan Tang's instantly pale face.

The claws tore through the air, and the sharp gust of wind they generated already stung Ruan Tang's skin.

Time seemed to have been stretched into a thick syrup, with every detail moving at an alarming slow pace.

Ruan Tang's mind went blank, her body stiffened, and she even forgot how to perform the simplest hand seals.

But someone is faster than it.

"court death!"

A deep, angry roar, not from his throat, but from the deepest part of Yan Yu's chest, exploded out, making the entire valley vibrate.

Yan Yu moved, but he did not turn around.

His upper body was twisted at an unbelievable angle, his right arm taut as iron, creating a muffled whooshing sound as it swept across the room.

Yan Yu's back was like a wall, perfectly blocking Ruan Tang and Wolf Claw.

There was no magical radiance.

There was only a fist wrapped in a faint, dark golden light.

"Bang!"

The sound was so dull it made one's heart clench; it wasn't like metal striking stone, but more like an iron hammer smashing into a soaked sandbag.

The fist and the wolf's claws collided.

The wolf king's claws, capable of easily tearing through iron armor, couldn't even offer a moment's resistance before crumbling inch by inch, starting from its fingertips.

Fragments of bone flew around like snowflakes.

The violent force did not stop at all, flowing up its forelimbs, into its arm bones, and then savagely rushing into its chest.

A series of cracking sounds, so dense they sent chills down one's spine.

In the wolf king's single, cold eye, the bloodthirsty greed was instantly replaced by an extreme, incomprehensible terror.

It didn't even manage to let out a single scream.

The massive body froze in mid-air.

The next second.

"Pfft!"

Its entire body, like a blood bag detonated from the inside, exploded into a blurry mass of flesh and blood.

Scalding blood and shattered entrails sprayed in all directions.

Yan Yu's broad back shielded Ruan Tang from all the filth.

One punch.

Just one punch.

The Shadow Fang Wolf King, a peak second-tier demonic beast comparable to the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, is gone.

Even the wind had stopped in the valley.

The remaining dozen or so Shadowfang Wolves all stood frozen in place, their green pupils contracting violently, reflecting the crimson blood mist, filled with the most primal fear of wild beasts.

What is this human...?

Yan Yu slowly turned around.

Not a single drop of blood stained Yan Yu's black robe.

The dark golden spiritual energy flowing across his body had not yet dissipated, making Yan Yu look like a silent god of death.

Yan Yu didn't look at the terrified wolves.

Yan Yu's gaze remained fixed on Ruan Tang from beginning to end.

Yan Yu stretched out the hand that had just blasted the Wolf King, his large palm trembling slightly, and gently covered the back of Ruan Tang's head, pressing her small face into his firm chest with an undeniable force.

"Don't be afraid."

Yan Yu's voice was low and hoarse, revealing an extremely suppressed lingering fear.

Ruan Tang was still completely dazed.

Her small face was pressed tightly against Yan Yu's chest, and all she could hear was the steady and strong heartbeat of Yan Yu, one beat after another, dispelling all the coldness and fear.

All I could smell was Yan Yu's pleasant, refreshing scent.

That bloody scene just now felt like an unreal nightmare.

Ruan Tang raised her head, her almond-shaped eyes still filled with a lingering sense of bewilderment.

"elder brother……"

Yan Yu lowered his head and gently wiped away a speck of blood that had splattered on Ruan Tang's cheek with his calloused fingertips.

"It's alright now."

Yan Yu patted Ruan Tang's back reassuringly, then looked up.