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

Chapter 130 The battle to siege and kill Song Yun begins

The troops dispatched by all countries were all elites, and they traveled extremely fast. In less than five days, they gathered from all over the world and camped in the desert.

Bringing these elite troops is mainly used to break through Anxi's luck field. If the soldiers' strength is weak, they might be killed by Song Yun with a few swords, and that would be meaningless.

What can bring Anxi is at least the combat power of a martial artist, or Taoism's repellent state, and defensive equipment such as heavy armor and shields are also available.

Each country has brought some elites, ranging from a thousand to as many as two thousand, and the six countries together have as many as ten thousand people.

These [-] elites, placed in various countries, are the tip of the knife on the battlefield, extremely valuable talents.

Speaking of soldiers, if they are in ordinary troops, they are at least middle-level officers.

Today, they are only used to break through the field of luck.

It seems to be overkill, but the venerables from all over the world are determined to kill Song Yun, so they will not hold back and must go all out.

With an absolute advantage, crush Anxi's future confidant!

At this moment, eleven powerful venerables gathered for the first time to discuss the military situation in a military tent.

The atmosphere in the military tent was not heavy, and it was not as tense as it was before the war.

Eleven people besieged and killed Song Yun. This was a battle that was sure to win, so all the venerables were relatively relaxed.

A few people who have a good relationship even use their spirits to communicate and chat.

The 11 people naturally emanated a majestic aura and merged with each other to form an overwhelming coercion, which was suffocating, and none of the elite soldiers nearby dared to approach.

As the number one in the "Honorable List", Mr. Cai Guoguo took the position of command as a matter of course, and asked with a smile:
"How is the situation in Beitang?"

A venerable said: "The army has been fully reduced, the countryside has been abandoned, and the fortress is firmly guarded. No one has gone to Anxi."

Cao Zhi nodded. If Bei Tang didn't make troubles, they could save a lot of worry. The only goal of this trip was to kill Song Yun, no matter what else.

He asked again: "How is the situation at the tomb of the Tang Dynasty?"

Another venerable replied: "The five venerables have already been in place, and the 'Heaven, Earth, Thunder and Fire Alchemy Formation' has basically been completed. The Nine Fire Flame Dragon has been huddled in the tomb without any movement."

Cao Zhi restrained his smile when he heard the words.

If Song Yun is really the doppelganger of King Tang Jing, at this juncture, the Nine Fire Flame Dragon must be recalled, whether it is absorbed or helped in the battle, it will have a lot of effect.

But looking at the situation, Nine Fire Flame Dragon didn't seem to intend to intervene in the battle, as if he wanted to sit back and watch Song Yun die in battle. Why?

Cao Zhi was somewhat puzzled.

But immediately, a dark red gleam flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he was instantly overwhelmed by various emotions.

The fear and jealousy of King Tang Jing, the jealousy of Song Yun's fame at a young age, the greed for his title of "No. [-] in the world"...

The next moment, Cao Zhi said lightly:

"It's better if the Nine Fire Flame Dragon doesn't come out, let those five people be more careful, and make sure they don't let it out."

"Now we have nothing to worry about, we can act as soon as possible. If you have no objections, then we will immediately break out and go to Anxi!"

All the venerables nodded and gave orders, and the soldiers from all over the world quickly got busy.

Riding in line, waving a knife and raising a flag, they galloped all the way in the direction of Anxi.

Eleven venerables directly soared into the air and flew at the forefront of the team, leading the soldiers to kill the isolated city deep in the desert.

Soon, in the yellow sand thousands of miles ahead, a dilapidated military town came into sight.

Even though there was a distance of more than ten miles, Song Yun didn't hold back his breath. The venerables concentrated their attention and sensed, and they could find that the city was full of blood and a top powerhouse was sitting in charge.

"What a strong momentum."

The second priest of Cai Guo came out of his body, observed from a distance, and then couldn't help but said: "When this man was in Anxi City, his combat power may not be inferior to that of the high priest. Fortunately, we can join hands to deal with him this time. Personally, I don’t think it’s safe.”

Xiao Shuheng, Prince Feng of Liang State, snorted, "Where can the reincarnation of King Tang Jing be so weak? However, without the help of the power of the Nine Fires and Flame Dragons, he will still die against us with one sword and one sword!"

"That's natural." Cao Zhi stroked his beard and smiled lightly.

The venerables knew that Song Yun was not easy to deal with, so they all took care to prevent the boat from capsizing in the gutter.

But the psychological pressure is still not great, after all, the advantages are too obvious.

Along the way, the coalition forces of various countries are getting closer and closer to this lonely city with only one person left.

Not long after, the scene of the city was clearly visible through the open city gate.

The eleven venerables did not enter the door, but flew straight over, stood on the city wall, and looked down at the inside.

Cao Zhi curled his lips, there was nothing to see, just a dilapidated empty city, not even a few decent buildings.

In the middle of the city was a lonely hut.

The door of the room was wide open, and a young man in white was sitting inside.

Cao Zhi shouted loudly: "Song Yun, your death time has come, obediently lead your neck to be slaughtered! Thinking that you are the reincarnation of a famous king, we will give you a decent death and send your body back to Beitang."

"If you still dare to resist, then don't blame us for crushing your bones and ashes, and you will never be able to return to your homeland!"

Song Yun only smiled slightly, put his hand on the hilt of his sword, walked out of the house slowly, looked at everyone and said:
"I don't know the outcome of today's battle, but I can be sure that the Venerable who died first is definitely not me!"

"There are so many of you here, so I have to drag two backs to accompany me on the road!"

The faces of several people on the city wall changed slightly, and they were all ranked lower in the "Honorable List".

Cao Zhi's face sank, he didn't want Song Yun to continue disturbing morale, so he quickly waved his hand, "The army is entering the city!"

Inside the four city gates, there were elite soldiers rushing in quickly, and the formation was relatively scattered.

They don't need to attack Song Yun, as long as they can stand firm in Anxi City and maintain a united fighting spirit, they are enough to resist the field of luck.

The four weakest venerables each guarded a city gate to protect the soldiers and prevent Song Yun from escaping.

The remaining seven people jumped down and besieged Song Yun.

When Cao Zhi performed the Gu technique, several bumps appeared under the skin, as if insects were crawling.

The Blood Gu, Bone Gu and Qi Gu supported his strong physique, allowing him to display his martial power.

The Eye Gu, Brain Gu and Soul Gu support the powerful spirit, allowing him to display supernatural powers.

Possessed by six Gu and blessed by the power of faith, Cao Zhi descended into the world like a demon god in an instant, with a terrifying aura.

His body swelled a few times, which was even bigger than King Jing Yi's giant spirit body. His palm-sized hands wore giant gloves filled with steel needles, and he slapped down in Song Yun's direction.

Bai Xiang wielded a three-pointed two-edged saber, Xiao Shuheng held a coiled dragon stick, and each put on a posture to fight side by side.

As two long-famous military saints in the army, they displayed exquisite martial arts moves and brought the power of the weapons in their hands to the extreme.

Pei Yunjian, the lord of Chen Guo's Feiyun Sect, walked through against the wind, and separated countless figures, flying over one after another.

This is not a clone technique, but an afterimage produced when the speed is extremely fast!

These four are the most powerful and serve as the main attackers.

In addition, the second priest of the Cai Kingdom, Ji Xi, the monarch of the Lu Kingdom, is a ghost fairy, who began to cast spells and attack from a distance.

Marshal Wei Xinrui of the Liang Kingdom was in charge of protecting the two of them. At the same time, he held a strong bow, nocked an arrow, aimed at Song Yun, and was ready to shoot at any time.

The seven venerables joined forces to attack, and each used their best methods to coordinate with each other in an orderly manner, without any flaws, and set up a perfect siege formation.

The sky roared vigorously, and the white robe in the center was blown up and down, and the thin Gebu seemed to be torn apart.

Under the cover of boundless murderous intent, Song Yun's face remained calm, and he pressed his left palm on the ground first.

The array that he arranged in advance took effect immediately, and began to shake the sand, stirring up a violent sandstorm, captivating everyone's eyes.

Naturally, this move has no effect on the Venerable, but it is to deal with the elite soldiers entering the city.

While activating the formation, Song Yun secretly cast a supernatural power of King Tang Jing——

Divide the soul.

Instantly split the soul into two.

As long as they don't leave too far away from each other, they can cooperate to fight, and they can all maintain a good state.

A spirit controlled a blood-streaked golden needle, and under the cover of a sandstorm, it quietly shot out from the ground.

The target was directed at those soldiers.

Although they were all wearing heavy armor and well-protected, for the Blood-patterned Golden Needle, as long as there was a gap, it was tantamount to no defense.

The golden needle shot in front of a congenital martial artist, pierced the nostril, stirred in the head, and then flew out from the eye.

In the blink of an eye, the martial artist fell to the ground with a bang, and he didn't even have time to cry for help.

The general of the state of Lu who was guarding the soldiers nearby was shocked and looked around, but could not find the whereabouts of the golden needle.

The flying needle began to kill people continuously, and one body after another fell silently...

On the other side, Song Yun drew out his long bronze sword and faced the menacing Seven Great Masters.

Swinging the sword horizontally, the fierce sword intent to cut off everything arises from the heart and grows from the sword.

Under the slash, the wind, the sand, the armor, and the person are broken.

"The Nine Swords of the White Emperor Killing the Sky" first, break the sea!

The most difficult situation also inspired Song Yun to the peak state, concentrating all the energy and spirit of the whole body on this sword.

In contrast, are the dignified faces of several venerables.

Seeing this sharp sword, they instantly realized that Song Yun did have the ability to pull one or two people to their deaths!
(End of this chapter)