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

Chapter 163
Qi Huai, the monarch of the Sheng Kingdom, was decapitated by Song Yun with a sword.

The remaining four had just broken the blood-drinking sword field with their joint efforts, and they were still a little happy. Seeing this scene, they couldn't laugh immediately.

"Monster, this is really a monster!"

The four of them gritted their teeth, the more aggressive Song Yun acted, the stronger the killing intent in their hearts.

If we don't kill this person now, we may not be able to fight together in the future!

The four of them didn't even have time to catch their breath, so they hurried forward again.

The dark red light on Qi Huai's body has disappeared and shifted to Chun Hui's body.

The Prince of Beiyuan played very conservatively before, but now he is the main attacker. He slashed with the full moon scimitar, turning into arcs of cold moon light, attacking Song Yun.

"How much strength do you still have when you continue to use ultimate moves?" Chun Hui said coldly, "Give up resistance, and stop doing unnecessary struggles."

Song Yun brandished his sword to block, and after fighting several times, the absorbed blood energy was completely exhausted, and he gradually began to fall into a passive state.

But he didn't panic at all, and said with a smile:

"I have no strength, but you have no time..."

Outside the city, the clouds were dyed red, and the scorching breath diffused along the strong wind.

Several venerables only felt the red clouds shining from behind, stronger than the sun.

Looking back, I was suddenly scared out of my wits.

"Nine Fire Flame Dragon! You, why did you come so fast?"

Nine Fire Flame Dragon bowed his head slightly, and stared at the few people indifferently, "If it wasn't for being entangled by those Gu masters from Cai, this king would have come faster, how could I let you youngsters make trouble in Anxi?"

The dignified King of the Kingdom, in the mouth of King Tang Jing, has become a young man, and the few people are not angry when they hear it, but they are extremely terrified in their hearts.

The six of them had no fighting spirit at all, leaving aside Song Yun and Zong Chenyuan, they retreated together, ready to flee.

Just for Song Yun and the two of them, they tossed and tossed for a long time and couldn't get it done, and now the king Tang Jing, who is the number one in the world, came again, and the three powerful men joined forces, enough to destroy them all!

Seeing that these six people wanted to run away, Song Yun hurriedly shouted: "Leave them at the top of the city!"

Jiuhuo Yanlong was slightly taken aback, but Zong Chenyuan had completely trusted Song Yun in this battle, so he pointed his gun and shouted without asking why:
"Go away!"

When the Generalissimo said this, Nine Fires Yanlong cooperated.

With a swing of the slender dragon body, layers of orange-red fire clouds were set off.

Fire clouds besieged the city, and flame waves swept through the sky.

Now the strength of the Nine Fire Flame Dragon is three points stronger than what Song Yun saw 50 years later, and it is easy to surround the six exhausted venerables.

Song Yun seized the time and charged forward with a sword swing.

After fighting for so long, it's finally time to harvest, no matter how tired you are, you have to complete the last step!
"Give me death!"

With the cooperation of Zong Shenyuan's Jinghong Spear, this time the sword was almost unhindered, and he swung it freely.

With a note of "breaking the sea", Chunhui unfolded Chunhui's full moon scimitar.

Song Yun stared at Chun Hui's nervous face, and shouted, "No matter how little strength you have, it's enough to kill you!"

"Broken Canghai" was followed by "Piercing the Sun and the Moon", the great sword was thrust forward, and the majestic power was concentrated in one point.

With a bang, Chunhui's head was directly exploded, and his gray brains splattered everywhere.

The demon hurried away and attached itself to Jing Guo's general Meng Zhao.

Zong Chenyuan's eyes fell on this Jinguo's formidable enemy, and he stabbed repeatedly with the Jinghong spear, blocking Meng Zhao's way out.

"Okay!" Song Yun laughed loudly, coordinated with his sword, and killed him with a few moves.

So far, the "Shuangbi in the Army" of Jing Guo's generation, Bai Jian and Meng Zhao, all died under Song Yun's sword.

The dark red light had to change the possession object again.

With the repeated exposure of the celestial demon, the system locked on it more and more closely, and Song Yun gradually felt the aura of this celestial demon.

It was a strange existence with intertwined emotions and six desires.

It's not the soul, it's more ethereal and invisible than the soul, and it's three points more weird.

"System, how do you kill this thing?" Song Yun asked silently in his heart.

"Heavenly demons and ghosts are higher-level existences. You can only deal damage to them after you are promoted to Yangshen or Martial Daoist Immortal. At present, you can only lock them."

"Okay then, let's kill these venerables first."

With the talent of [Warrior of the City], Song Yun only needs to keep going back to history, defending the city and killing enemies in each era, and he can quickly become stronger, and sooner or later he can reach the realm of "immortal", and then destroy the demons and ghosts.

Jiuhuo Yanlong vaguely saw a trace of the demon, frowned slightly, and made more ruthless moves.

Now the venerables had no way out, and became entangled turtles.

"Death!" Song Yun let out a long roar, and the sword energy stirred up the situation, constantly changing into deadly moves.

Jiuhuo Yanlong looked at the sword technique of killing Wushuang, with curiosity in his eyes.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and a sword fell from the sky, piercing through the head of Zhao Changyun, the True Spirit Sect of Yue Kingdom.

The blade of the sword broke out in an instant, and the sharp edge reappeared in the blood wave. It came across the sky and cut the throat of the palace master of Tianyin Palace in Jingguo.

These two are both ghosts and immortals, and they have no resistance at this moment, so they will be killed effortlessly.

In the end, there were only two people left, Horton Shanyu of Beiyuan, and Marshal Tianwei of Yue Kingdom, both of whom were late martial saints.

It took a lot of work to kill these two people, but fortunately with the help of Jiuhuo Yanlong and Zong Chenyuan, Wu Sheng couldn't withstand the sharp offensive of the three powerful men in the later stage, and fell to Song Yun's sword one after another.

So far, the most critical battle of the lords ended with the annihilation of the lords of the northern countries.

Jiuhuo Yanlong nodded in satisfaction, dispersed the fire cloud, and let the outcome of this battle be shown in front of the enemy army.

The coalition forces of various countries looked at the corpses at the top of the city, and their morale was suddenly in turmoil, and commotions appeared everywhere.

"Dead, our venerables are all dead!"

Morale was low, and people's hearts were scattered. The officers no longer obeyed the unified command, and turned around and ran away with their respective subordinates.

Especially the people from Beiyuan, whose organization was originally loose, now that their Shanyu and the prince were gone, they turned their horses and ran away, breaking up the formation of other troops.

Zong Chenyuan stood upright on the top of the wall, raised his astonishing gun high, and shouted:

"Bei Ting belongs, all members attack!"

Rumbling, the four city gates slowly opened.

The 40 Beiting army was full of murderous intent, shouting and rushing out in a row. Facing the [-] troops composed of various countries, they had no fear, but were full of excitement.

I have withstood such a difficult battle against the wind before, so why hesitate in this battle against the wind?
With a few venerables of his own family sitting in the town, he is not afraid of traps, and the job is over.

Li Mu followed the Bu Dao Battalion to fight for a while, and the sword in his hand was soon stained red with blood.

Although there were many people on the opposite side, they had no intention of resisting at all. They only thought about how to escape. How could they be the opponents of the infantry soldiers.

"Haha, we won! We have won the battle!" Li Mu couldn't help laughing, and looked back at the top of the city, looking at the three venerables above.

Song Yun was wearing a white Gebu robe and holding a sword in one hand, standing beside Zong Chenyuan.

"Hey, Lieutenant Lieutenant is actually a venerable! My old Li is lucky enough to be taken care of by the venerable, so I won't be able to prosper in the future?"

He shook his head slightly, as if overwhelmed with joy.

Guo Xin slashed Liu Ya, who was flying towards him, and shouted at him, "What are you doing in a daze? Follow me closely!"

"Here we come." Li Mu hurriedly followed.

At the top of the city, Song Yun heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the coalition forces from various countries being dispersed, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

In this battle, without the blessing of luck, he fought extraordinarily hard, but he won in the end.

The eight venerables who attacked were all beheaded by him.

Killing a Martial Saint and a Ghost Immortal would give him at least 1.5 cultivation points, plus the enemy soldiers who had been beheaded at the top of the city in the past two days, Song Yun would have 15 points credited for this trip through time!

In addition, it took five years for the system to build a heavenly spirit body for Song Yun. The strongest physique directly increased his cultivation by 30 points, and he was a big step closer to the late martial arts.

[Current state: Seventh-rank Martial Saint, mid-term]

[Cultivation value required to advance to the seventh-order late stage: 49/100 million]

But before he had time to celebrate, Song Yun's "identity problem" appeared.

"You, you are not a secret envoy sent by His Majesty? Then who are you?"

Knowing that King Tang Jing didn't know Song Yun either, the old Marshal was stunned, unable to understand the situation.

If Song Yun is not one of his own, then what is the purpose of beating life and death here?
Shen Yuan, the former fighting sect, saw that the enemy's venerable did not hold back. Song Yun was at an absolute disadvantage. If he had less means, he would die on the spot, and King Jing would not be able to come to help him.

But if Song Yun is one of his own, it's not right.

How could there be such a young venerable in the Tang Kingdom, and King Tang Jing and Zong Chenyuan, a monarch and a marshal of soldiers and horses, how could they not know about it?

Song Yun ignored the two, frowning and searching around.

Although the battle was victorious, the Heavenly Demon somehow escaped and could not be found.

"System, what's going on?"

The spirit of heaven and earth said: "That demon has gone outside the city to ask for help, and other demons and ghosts are coming soon. Your mission has been successfully completed, you can no longer stay here, you need to leave as soon as possible."

"I'm leaving now?" Song Yun suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.

This journey through time was of great significance to him.

Although it failed to change history, it changed the ending of the Beiting Army's destruction.

But it made up for many regrets. I saw the old Li Tou when he was young, and there were many familiar faces, and I got a deeper understanding of them.

He also officially joined the Beiting Army and became a deputy lieutenant of the Budao Battalion, and experienced the feeling of fighting side by side with his colleagues.

This feeling will probably be hard to come by in the future.

Traveling to an earlier era, I'm afraid I don't know anyone, and I have to rely on myself.

(End of this chapter)