One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 101

Outside the west gate, war horses neighed and drums sounded.

The black armored soldiers came like a swarm of ants, and the two hundred heavy cavalry in the front row rushed into the city gate first.

Elite heavy cavalry, in any country, is a strategic reserve, with a limited number, but it is an artifact of charge on the battlefield.

This kind of heavy cavalry team uses precious BMWs, and they can carry thousands of catties of weight and can travel thousands of miles a day.

Every BMW has the physical quality equivalent to a martial artist, even an innate martial artist!
The combat power of the cavalry itself is also good, the worst is the combat power of martial arts masters, with a high innate ratio, and there are several masters leading the team.

Both men and horses are covered with heavy armor, plus refined large shields and lances, weighing a total of two thousand catties. When charging at full speed, even a hill blocking the front can be toppled and collapsed!
The impact force close to Wanjun, coupled with the solid defense, made Wu Sheng unwilling to resist the charge of this elite heavy cavalry.

Behind the two hundred elite heavy cavalry, there are another thousand ordinary heavy cavalry, whose strength is relatively weak, but charging at full speed cannot be underestimated.

The horseshoe fell to the ground like a heavy hammer, stepping out deep pits one after another, and the sound was like a muffled drum, hitting the heart intensively one after another.

In front of Song Yun's eyes, there was such a torrent of steel rushing brazenly, and the eyes under the black mask were cold and cold.

Above the desert, the wind and sand rose again.

Song Yun slowly drew his sword.

"kill!"

Sweeping forward with strides, raising the sword, the stellar energy moves forward like the wind.

The stern blue-red sword light chopped down vertically, and landed on the sandy ground.

Boom—a huge sword mark nearly one foot deep appeared instantly, and the ground was completely cut open, forming a long and narrow gap like a canyon.

The sand grains on both sides rose more than ten feet high, and gathered into a sandstorm in the turbulent flow of Gang Qi.

The sandstorm swept wildly, blinding the eyes of all soldiers entering the city.

This sword did not cut the heavy cavalry, but destroyed the terrain under the heavy cavalry.

As a result, their bodies, both man and horse, were tilted, and the charge quickly became chaotic, and the formation was no longer tight.

And Song Yun used the cover of the sandstorm to cast "Heavenly Ghost Escaping the Sky", his figure flashed a few times, and quietly slipped into the ranks of heavy cavalry!

At this time, the sky instantly turned black.

The noon sun disappeared, and tens of thousands of crows circled down, their hoarse voices creaking and screaming, making people upset.

The current Song Yun is also considered to be experienced in many battles, and he can see what kind of method this is at a glance, and immediately cast "Blood God Nahai".

Just now 10,000+ troops were killed in the city, and all the bloody aura emitted by them was absorbed by Song Yun.

This sudden release was like killing a god descending into the world, covering the world with hell.

The monstrous sea of ​​blood hangs down in the sky, the boundless murderous aura and blood aura mixed together, rushing straight to Xiaohan.

The tens of thousands of crows were like the afterimages of the leaves in the light, and they shattered and dissipated in an instant when the wind blew.

The sun reappears and the darkness recedes.

Only the horrifying bloody aura lingers in Anxi City.

Even the elite heavy cavalry who had been trained in blood and fire felt dizzy and vomiting under the influence of the evil spirit of blood, and strong fear arose spontaneously.

It seems that there really is a killing god standing beside them!
Song Yun smiled coldly, and took the initiative to go retrograde in the heavy cavalry team.

As a soldier, rampage.

Boom, boom, boom... One after another, figures, including people and horses, were knocked out continuously!
Because it was a shoulder collision, there was no need to bear the impact of the heavy cavalry from the front, and it was easy to completely disintegrate the charge of the cavalry team!

The elite heavy cavalry charge, which any martial saint must be careful about, was broken by Song Yun just like that!
Thousands of troops came from behind, and the old woman in a black cloak trembled wildly, almost vomiting blood, but was forced back.

In the previous round of competition, she was broken by Song Yun's "Black Crow Formation", and she lost the opportunity. If she reveals her whereabouts again, she will definitely be chased and beaten.

The bloody aura on Song Yun's body was too terrifying. It was beyond her expectation, and if he was rushed in front of him, there was a real possibility of his death. It would be safer to restrain him from a distance.

The old woman concealed her figure and quietly retreated towards the city gate.

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, a bluish-red sword energy roared towards him!

The breath of death was as cold as a knife, making the old woman's hair stand on end.

"When did he lock my position?" The old woman panicked and quickly cast spells to resist.

But Song Yun's swift and fierce sword was not something that a wounded ordinary ghost fairy like her could resist.

The sharp edge rushed to the front of him in an instant, breaking through one spell after another like breaking through thin paper.

The old woman could only shout hoarsely: "Your Majesty, save me!"

A big hand like a tiger's claw appeared out of thin air, grasping the blue-red Army Breaking Sword Qi, and slowly exerting force with five fingers, suppressing and crushing it.

Then, what appeared was a tall, strong and inhuman body.

"It's you who's waiting! Looks like King Jing?" Song Yun's eyes lit up, and he rushed out of the heavy cavalry immediately!
This strong man entered the city, and through the [Anxi real-time map], Song Yun had a clear understanding of his strength.

Shuangxiu of Taoism and martial arts, middle stage of martial arts, three times of thunder and ghosts!

Among the different cultivation systems, dual cultivation of Taoism and martial arts is the most difficult, but its combat power is generally the strongest.

Before Li Guogong, Liu Biao was close to the middle stage of Wusheng, and his cultivation base of Taoism in the state of possessing the body was actually not weak.

To be able to sit in the military of the Tang Dynasty, there are still two brushes.

But his unique skill with thousands of clones was strictly restrained by [Anxi real-time map], and there was no room for him to use it at all.

Only then did Song Yun see the opportunity, and suddenly killed the real body with a sword, and died extremely aggrieved.

As for now, the strong man in front of him who is suspected to be King Jing is much more difficult to deal with than Liu Biao.

In a one-on-one fight, Song Yun thought to himself that it would be difficult to take advantage.

However, his purpose was never to head-on and kill any strong man.

The bloody aura erupted and attacked the old woman, forcing King Jing to take action.

Then rush out of the cavalry team, and strike with all your strength, like a lightning strike from stars, piercing straight into the air!

On the opposite side, King Jing Yi stared at the young man in white who was attacking with a sword, his gaze was solemn.

"This is Song Yun who slaughtered my 10,000+ army? So young, so terrifying potential!"

"If you don't get rid of this son, how can my great vision unify the world?"

"Death to this king!"

His figure swelled again, and he was already more than two feet tall. He was like a monster of a monster, standing up to the sky, and his punch seemed to be able to blow away the clouds in the sky.

The huge fist was clenched tightly, like pinching a blade of grass, it forced the Pojun Sword Qi to explode!
The dharma body of the giant spirit!
King Jing is not like other ghosts and immortals, who cultivates the avatar of the divine sense outside his body and fights instead of the main body.

It's about condensing the Dharma body, specially strengthening one's own physique, and raising the combat power of the Martial Saint to the extreme!
"I want to see if your sword is fast or my fist is strong!"

Song Yun grinned.

"Who is stupid enough to fight you hard?"

The figure was erratic, dodging the bombardment of heavy punches.

The sword edge turned sharply, from a straight thrust to an oblique chop, aiming at Jing Guo's army next to him.

"kill!"

The autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves, and the sword qi cuts thousands of troops!
Countless limbs and broken arms flew up, spreading rapidly from near to far.

Boundless rain of blood splashed, soaking the lonely city!

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