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

Chapter 122 Nine Fire Flame Dragon
Sensing the anxious aura emanating from Nine Fire Flame Dragon and the invisible and heavy pressure, Song Yun narrowed his eyes, not knowing what the other side was planning.

If King Tang Jing is still alive, the domineering character of this peerless powerhouse according to the rumors may not allow him, a foreigner, to control the power of Tang.

Song Yunming kept his face still, avoiding provoking it, and was secretly ready to fight.

Between the mountains, the wind howled.

The brand-new white robe swayed in the wind, and the dragon's beard transformed into flames swayed gently.

Jiuhuo Yanlong's eyes stayed on the broken Xuandi Seal for a moment, and then stared at the bronze long sword on Song Yun's waist for a long while.

It finally spoke slowly:
"I didn't expect to meet you here."

Song Yun frowned slightly, what he said was a little strange, as if King Tang Jing knew him.

Before asking any questions, Nine Fire Flame Dragon said again:
"Bai Xiang is still alive, it seems that this king has not been dead for many years, what happened to my rebellious son Li Yong?"

This sentence contained a lot of information, and Song Yun's thoughts changed rapidly, making it difficult to sort out the situation.

Judging from this, King Tang Jing himself is dead.

For ghosts and immortals, death in the physical body is not called death. If Jiuhuoyanlong said so, it must be because the soul has passed away.

However, somehow this avatar of divine sense remained, and it has not dissipated until now.

It stands to reason that spiritual thoughts originate from the divine soul, and once the divine soul dies, the spiritual thoughts are like a tree without roots and cannot last long.

King Tang Jing's clone of the Nine Fire Flame Dragon can still maintain a strong combat power. This method is really shocking.

What's even more strange is that Nine Flame Yanlong seems to have been hiding in the mausoleum, not knowing what's going on outside, so how did he know about himself?
Thoughts were spinning in his mind, and after pondering for a moment, Song Yun replied:

"Li Yong has been killed by me. Your eldest son is not extinct. You still have a grandson, Li Tianyang, who is supported by me as the new king of Tang Dynasty."

Jiuhuo Yanlong nodded slightly, as if thanking Song Yun, then turned to look south.

"Did Bai Xiang come here? This king should have slaughtered this little bastard back then."

Seeing that King Tang Jing didn't seem to know anything, Song Yun briefly introduced what happened recently.

Jiuhuo Yanlong's eyes gradually became weird, staring at Song Yun, he didn't respond for a while.

Song Yun coughed, "Have you heard of me before?"

Jiuhuo Yanlong shook his head, just said: "There will be many people who want to kill you, be careful."

"There are always many people who want to kill me, but the question is how many people can kill me?" Song Yun frowned slightly.

With his current combat strength, in the field of luck, he can be [-]-[-] with Bai Xiang, the third-ranked Wu Liegong in the "Valentine List".

If it is in Anxi, with the help of [Void Storage Box] and [Anxi Real-time Map], there is more space to play.

At least for those people on the "Ranking of Venerables", Song Yun didn't feel that his life would be in danger.

But the "Banquet of Venerables" was only drawn up by the Xuanji Pavilion. Can it really recruit the strongest in the world?

Jiuhuo Yanlong shook his head again, "You will never know how many people can kill you. The only way to deal with it is to become stronger as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he flicked his tail, causing a strong wind, and a large heavy box was blown out from the depths of the mausoleum.

"Use these things as you can, and leave the rest to my great-great-grandson."

Song Yun took the box and felt that King Tang Jing was not hostile to him, so he asked questions with confidence.

The conversation before had no beginning or end, which left him in a fog, so he had to figure it out.

Jiuhuo Yanlong didn't seem to want to mention the past, so Song Yun could only ask himself about being struck by lightning when he ascended into the sky.

"Although there seems to be nothing in the sky, there is definitely a pair of eyes looking at me in the dark. What is that?"

Jiuhuo Yanlong's eyes became strange again, and he asked back: "Why are you flying so high?"

"Practice Taoism." Song Yun said calmly.

Jiuhuo Yanlong sighed helplessly, and replied: "It is the immortals in the sky who observe you and trigger the thunder."

"Immortal!" Song Yun was shocked, "Is there really an immortal in this world?"

"The Yang God of Taoism, the immortals of martial arts, all surpassed the limit of human beings, so they can be called immortals." Jiuhuo Yanlong explained, "It's just that the immortals lived in the world before, and gradually they all lived in the sky."

"I see." Song Yun nodded, and there was nothing surprising about it.

According to this standard, the five emperors of that year, as well as the emperors of the Great Xia Dynasty, can all be called immortals.

If you practice hard by yourself, you will hopefully become a fairy in the future.

"However, why did the immortal lead the sky to strike me with lightning?"

Jiuhuo Yanlong said: "For those who cannot be controlled, it is natural to kill them."

"What!" Song Yun's pupils shrank, and he was about to ask, but the Nine Fire Flame Dragon turned over and flew towards Wang Ling.

"You can't say too much about this matter, you can only be careful."

Song Yun had no choice but to shout: "Do you need me to send someone to repair the royal tomb?"

"No, don't send anyone, and don't reveal my existence."

The Nine Fire Flame Dragon was very fast, and disappeared into the depths of the cemetery in the blink of an eye.

There was only a faint burning breath in the air.

Song Yun looked at the messy mountains and scratched his head, only feeling a little dizzy.

Obviously asked a lot of secrets, but more and more confused.

"Forget it, it's useless to think so much, let's continue to practice, no matter who wants to kill me, who will dare to do it when I become a human immortal?"

After patting the huge carved wooden box, Song Yun said "thank you" towards the mausoleum, then turned and flew west.

He didn't fly for dozens of miles, and he was still within the range of Hedong Road, but he felt the presence of a strong man in front of him.

Song Yun frowned slightly, and grabbed the hilt of his sword to meet him.

There are two people hovering in the air on the opposite side. On the left is a female general in military uniform, and on the right is an old man in purple robes, both of whom are martial saints.

Take a look, but don't know each other.

The purple-robed old man cupped his hands casually, and said with a smile: "The opposite is Venerable Song Yunsong. He is really young. It is a pleasure to meet you. The old man is Haizong Zou Pingchuan, the returnee of Lu Kingdom, and the one next to him is Yeluyan, Marshal of Liao Kingdom. , there was quite a lot of movement in the south just now—”

Song Yun directly interrupted Zou Pingchuan, the purple-robed old man, "You can enter the territory of the Tang Kingdom whenever you want? Get out of here!"

Hearing such unkind words, both Zou Pingchuan and Yeluyan were a little annoyed.

"Song Yun, the two of us are just here to ask about the situation, and we insist on fighting each other. Are you sure you can beat us?"

Song Yun drew his sword out of its sheath, "Traveling into the Tang Kingdom without permission, you are still so righteous, just happened to not fight enough before, let's see if the two of you can hold my sword a few times."

The sword energy was flying across the sky, and the sharpness seemed to be able to pierce the sky.

The expressions of Zou Pingchuan and Yeluyan suddenly changed.

The two of them dared to join hands because they thought they were not weak, they were both mid-stage martial sages, and they both ranked among the top fifteen in the "Ranking of Venerables".

Unexpectedly, the sword move of the young martial saint opposite was so fierce, and the two of them felt terrified as soon as they drew the sword.

The two quickly got serious and dealt with it with all their strength.

With one against two, Song Yun took the lead without fear.

The first form of "Nine Swords of Killing the Sky" - breaking the sea.

The second type - split mountains and rivers.

The third form - Tu Wanjun.

After the three strikes, dozens of sword marks appeared on Zou Pingchuan and Yeluyan's body, their armor was torn, blood gushed like a fountain, and they fled towards the distance in a hurry.

Song Yun looked at the embarrassed figures of the two, sheathed his sword, and snorted coldly.

"Next time trespassing on the Tang Kingdom, die!"

……

To the south, Duke Wu Lie Baixiang escaped for dozens of miles, returned to the area occupied by Jing Kingdom, and then slowly landed.

Turning around and looking in the direction of Wang Ling, he clenched his fists tightly, his eyes wide open under his white hair, and there seemed to be flames burning in his pupils.

"I didn't expect the Nine Fire Flame Dragon to still exist. It's hateful, but the most hateful thing is Song Yun who secretly attacked."

"Dominate the great cause, and destroy it all in the hands of Li Zi!"

"Song Yun, Song Yun, I am going to kill you!"

"Killed you with my own hands..."

For some reason, Bai Xiang couldn't control the killing intent in his heart, and a strange blood color appeared in the depths of his pupils.

"kill--"

With a long roar, his Gang Qi shot out in all directions, leaving countless deep dents on the ground.

……

In Anxi City, several resident personnel of Xuanji Pavilion were locked in the room, looking at the soldiers guarding with knives outside, they sighed helplessly:
"How long will we be locked up?"

The soldier said with a cold face: "Your Majesty has an order. When he comes back, you can regain your freedom."

"Wait for your venerable to come back?" These people curled their lips, "The court has run away. Judging from this posture, Song Yun is probably going to fight with venerables from other countries. How will he come back in a while?"

The worst possibility is that Song Yun died outside directly, then they will be in trouble.

While he was moaning and sighing, suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind outside.

"You have worked hard, go back and rest."

"Of order." The soldiers responded and left in a row.

Hearing this familiar voice, several Xuanji Pavilion members ran out of the house in surprise, "Song, Venerable Song, are you back now? Are you done?"

Song Yun smiled and said, "I have a piece of top-secret information about the upheaval of Venerable Jingguo. Will you buy 1 taels of gold?"

"My lord, you used to buy information in dozens of taels, but now you sell it for 1 taels. If this continues, the Xuanji Pavilion will definitely be emptied by you." Several people said bitterly.

"Then you can go to other places to find out." Song Yun turned and left.

"Don't." A few people hurried to catch up.

After some bargaining, it was finally set at 3000 taels.

Song Yun dictated the information directly.

There is no mention of Nine Flame Flame Dragon, only that Wei Xuanhe, the sacrificial wine of Xianyang Academy, is dead, his soul is gone, and there is no possibility of reincarnation.

Hearing this, several people couldn't help being surprised: "Wei Xuanhe was beheaded by you?"

Song Yun only smiled slightly, neither admitting nor denying it.

Selling information was just a matter of convenience. His main purpose was to prevent Jing Guo from concealing the news of Wei Xuanhe's death, and to spread this information to all countries in the world through the mouth of Xuanji Pavilion.

The great melee among the nations is coming to an end, and all parties are busy dividing new spheres of influence.

But at this juncture, Jing Guo killed another ghost fairy, and his strength was greatly weakened.

The territory of the Tang State that Jing Jun has already occupied may not be able to keep it.

The countries will never bear it. A country with only two venerables can still occupy the largest territory.

A new round of melee against Jingguo may be about to start again.

This is of course beneficial and harmless to the just-started Beitang.

(End of this chapter)