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

Chapter 135
Under the peak combat power of a martial sage, Song Yun's killing three venerables was like killing chickens.

The remaining four powerhouses were already terrified, each of them had no fighting spirit, and flew forward sullenly.

The few people exerted all their strength, and finally escaped before the bronze sword fell, panting, and their eyes were full of horror.

No one could believe that eleven venerables joined forces to kill Song Yun, and now only four of them are still alive.

Only Cao Zhi, Bai Xiang, Pei Yunjian, and Xiao Shuheng who was holding his broken wrist were left.

Song Yun snorted coldly, "Aren't you going to kill me? Don't go, keep going. I'll stand here and let you kill me."

He did not go out of the city to hunt down these four people.

The talent of [Blessing of Luck] only takes effect in the field of luck.

Anxi is naturally in the field of luck.

In addition, the desert to the east of Anxi, close to the territory of the Tang Kingdom, can barely be regarded as the scope of the domain.

These venerables naturally knew this, so they fled to the south, otherwise Song Yun would have caught up.

At this time, when they heard Song Yun's words, the faces of Cao Zhi and the others were all very ugly.

They are all top powerhouses who have been famous for a long time, and they are pampered and pampered. How could they be so provoked by a 20-year-old kid?
But no matter how unwilling they were, they did not dare to enter the city rashly.

The combat power of a peak martial saint, combined with heavenly treasures and heavenly swordsmanship, lethality is no joke.

On the other hand, outside the city, Cao Zhi, who had the strongest combat power, was restrained by Song Yun, who was best at the technique of blood gu.

Although Pei Yunjian was fast, it was difficult to break through the defense of the heavenly armor. To Song Yun, the attack was like scratching an itch.

Xiao Shuheng lost his hand, and the Panlong Cudgel was thrown in the city, and he couldn't use it.

As for Bai Xiang, he was in good condition, but he didn't dare to risk his life - once he died, Jingguo would really be over.

Even if the four of them fight together, they will at most draw with Song Yun. Under the extremely fierce sword force, one or two will die if they are not careful.

After a brief assessment of the situation, Cao Zhi and the others fell into despair.

This sensational siege operation was anticlimactic, and it failed completely within half an hour after it started.

Song Yun waited for a while, seeing that the four people outside the city did not respond, he sneered:
"Don't dare to go up? If you don't kill, then I will do it instead."

After finishing speaking, he slowly turned around and faced the panicked elites from various countries in the city.

"Don't—" Cao Zhi and the others yelled weakly, they could only watch helplessly as a bloody storm erupted in Anxi City.

In the wind and sand, one body fell down.

Without the protection of the venerable, these elite soldiers are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, unable to resist the lasing of the blood-streaked golden needle.

At this time, the golden needle didn't need to be hidden anymore, it was directly suspended in mid-air, flying like lightning, and started killing.

The afterimage of the golden needle turned into thin dark red lines, shuttled endlessly in the city, passing the heads of elite soldiers one by one.

The thin threads are intertwined and scattered, as if weaving into a net of death.

Even masters in the realm of masters couldn't escape Song Yun's all-out attack. Looking at the gate of the city right in front of them, they all fell down with hatred.

Not long after, Song Yun was the only living person left in the city.

Only the masters who happened to be at the gate of the city were able to escape, and they ran away in a hurry in the desert.

At the last look, there were only more than 200 people who were lucky enough to save their lives.

Jing, Liang, Chen, Cai, Lu, and Liao put all their efforts together to gather this elite group of ten thousand people. They didn't even have a chance to fight Song Yun head-on, and they were almost slaughtered.

The four of Cao Zhi looked at the tragic scene in the city, their hearts were bleeding from pain, and their cheeks were twitching.

The Venerable usually sits in charge of the overall situation and does not participate in the battle. These elite soldiers are the key to the game on the battlefield.

It is not easy to train a master, or even a congenital martial artist.And cultivating this entire elite of ten thousand people consumes a lot of manpower and material resources of all countries.

Now, they were all buried in Anxi, and died in Song Yun's hands in vain.

The hearts of the four venerables were cut like a knife.

But no matter what, they dare not take another step towards Anxi.

"Hateful... What is the origin of this kid? King Tang Jing was not so exaggerated back then."

The four sighed dejectedly, gathered the remnant soldiers, and prepared to retreat.

Eleven people were dispatched from the top sixteen of the "Honorable Ranking", but none of them could kill the target.

Everyone can only accept this desperate fact - in Anxi City, Song Yun is the strongest force in the world!

"Let's go. Doing it in Anxi is equivalent to death. There is a chance to lure him out and kill him later."

The four of Cao Zhi were dejected and were about to leave when they heard a rumbling sound from the sky.

"What's ringing?"

Everyone looked up at the sky, and found that at some point, the sky above Anxi was already covered with dark clouds, and the sky became dark.

Zi la zi la, countless small electric arcs were born in the clouds, and they were released wantonly, like a silver snake dancing wildly.

There are no ghosts and immortals crossing the catastrophe here, so you can tell what is going on with this large thundercloud.

The faces of Cao Zhi and the others turned from worry to joy.

"God's punishment! Heaven's punishment is coming!"

Pei Yunjian couldn't help laughing, "Song Yun, no matter how strong you are, the sky can't tolerate you, so what can you do?"

Bai Xiang leaned on a three-pointed double-edged knife, and snorted coldly: "I think this is killing too many people, and I have been punished by heaven!"

Song Yun ignored them and looked up at the flickering thunder.

Although Leiyun has not yet formed, but judging from the oppressive feeling that is ready to go, this time the punishment of heaven is stronger than the time when he was promoted to ghost fairy, much stronger.

Song Yun didn't panic, as if all this was expected, but slowly clenched the hilt of his sword, his eyes flickering slightly.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the thundercloud above their heads, but they didn't notice that in the direction of the east, the midair had been soaked with a touch of fiery red at some point...

A few days ago, in the south of Hedong Road, in the remote mountains.

In order to completely trap the Nine Fire Flame Dragon in the royal tomb, all countries in the world tried their best to gather four more ghost immortals and one martial sage.

These five venerables came outside the royal tomb and began to arrange the "Heaven, Earth, Thunder and Fire Alchemy Formation".

The sky thunder and the earth fire are both the most yang and the most fierce things, and they are the most restrained souls.

Everyone is sure that if this large formation is completed, even if it is as strong as the Nine Flames and Flame Dragons, if they dare to force it, it will end in ashes!

When setting up the formation, everyone was very cautious, terrified, and prepared for the battle to prevent the Nine Flame Dragon from breaking through.

Unexpectedly, the fire dragon stayed in the mausoleum all the time, only poked its head out when the crowd first arrived, glanced at them coldly, and then shrank back.

The five venerables were relieved that they didn't have to fight this tyrannical clone, and quickly set up their formation.

The most critical step has been completed, and then just wait quietly.

After the battle on Anxi's side is over, Cao Zhi's group has wiped out Song Yun, and then come to Wangling's side to study together how to make the Nine Fire Flame Dragon disappear completely.

One day, two days, three days...

There are Taoism masters who perform the technique of day tour of the soul, passing information to the royal tomb, so that the five venerables can grasp the situation of Anxi's battle in the first place.

"The elites from all walks of life have gathered in the desert..."

"Cao Zhi ordered troops to be dispatched!"

"Eleven venerables have entered Anxi, and there are violent fighting fluctuations in the city."

(End of this chapter)