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

"Immortal Kong Ming is one of the most difficult evil immortals. Before the Great Xia Dynasty, he often made troubles, and almost hit the evil guard several times." Zeng Haoying explained with a serious face.

"This evil fairy is erratic, has a tyrannical personality, and loves killing and death the most."

"Every time Immortal Venerable Kongming plays tricks in secret, it's a good idea not to die, and the Xiexiewei can only minimize the loss as much as possible."

As Zeng Haoying talked, he suddenly understood, and his face became even more ugly, "This time is the work of the Kongming Immortal? No wonder the Ghost Killing Sect deceived so many people, this is a massacre!"

Song Yun nodded, "The Ghost Slayer Sect is the pawn of the Kongming Immortal. They want to perform sacrifices and summon the Kongming Immortal, but they don't know what to call for."

"It's just a deal." Chang Bing said bitterly: "Death is the food of Immortal Venerable Kongming. When he is full, he will give some rewards to the priests."

"Ghost Killer Sect's sudden rise in recent years is probably supported by Immortal Kong Ming!"

As Chang Bing said, he took out a silver mirror that was as shiny as water from his bosom, and did not shy away from Song Yun, and performed Taoism to illuminate it everywhere near the camp.

Song Yun: "This is?"

"Evil Mirror." Zeng Haoying introduced, "We rely on this treasure to search for the aura of evil spirits. There used to be more than a dozen mirrors in the Xiexie Guard, but unfortunately most of them were damaged."

Soon, Chang Bing took photos all around, but the evil mirror did not respond.

"Fortunately, it seems that Immortal Venerable Kong Ming hasn't come yet."

Song Yun reminded: "Take photos in the sky."

Chang Bing was a little puzzled, but he did it anyway.

The smooth mirror surface of the evil-appreciating mirror was turned up, and clusters of black like thick ink appeared in the mirror instantly.

Chang Bing was so frightened that his hands trembled.

Zeng Haoying's expression was normal, since the Ghost Slayer Sect had made such a big commotion, it was expected that there would be evil spirits.

He just turned his head to look at Song Yun, and asked, "Master Song can also feel the evil spirit?"

"Ah."

Song Yun didn't explain much, but the curiosity in Zeng Haoying's eyes became more intense.

The evil breath, which can also be said to be the breath of a fairy, can not be perceived by everyone, even if it is stronger than the Venerable, it must have a special method.

However, the Great Xia Dynasty had fought against evil spirits for tens of thousands of years, and only created a dozen evil mirrors.

The "Song Bai" in front of him can easily locate the evil spirit, which makes him even more mysterious...

After finishing the business, Song Yun wanted to continue talking about the Great Xia Dynasty, but seeing that the evil guards were seriously injured, he stopped staying and turned to leave.

A group of officers from the Xiexie Guard stood at the gate of the camp, watching his back disappear into the depths of the city.

Chang Bing whispered: "My lord, I've asked around, and none of the brothers have heard of Song Bai's name. It stands to reason that such a young venerable would not be unknown."

"Maybe it's a pseudonym, maybe it's a hidden powerhouse, who knows." Zeng Haoying said, "But no matter what, this mysterious young man is our greatest reliance."

"I'm getting old, and the future of Zhu Xiewei may still depend on him."

"This—" Everyone was very surprised when they heard this.

……

Song Yun returned to his residence, thought for a while, and felt that it was too passive to wait like this.

Even with Chang Bing's hypnotism, it won't delay for a few days.

If the Ghost Killer Sect was determined to besiege the city for a long time, the fifty thousand refugees would have problems sooner or later.

Ghost Killer must be forced to make moves as soon as possible.

After thinking about it, Song Yun took out the bronze long sword from the [Void Storage Box] and hung it on his waist.

He went out quietly and left Anxi directly.

Flying dozens of miles to the south, the divine sense swept away and looked around.

Ghost Killer Sect's lurking technique is indeed professional, he still can't perceive where the two martial saints are hiding.

But under the absolute gap in strength, those masters and innate talents can't hide.

Song Yun quickly locked on to a grandmaster, flew over directly, and probed down with his left hand.

Qi Jin turned into an invisible big hand, directly grabbing the person out of the sand.

The Grandmaster kept struggling, but under the pressure of the Martial Saint, he couldn't display his combat power at all.

Soon the person was twisted by the invisible hand, and the bones creaked.

"What do you want to do?" In the distance, two Ghost Slayer Zongwu Saints, one tall and one short, came galloping and shouted angrily.

Song Yun only let out a provocative laugh, then turned around with the person in his hand, and flew back to Anxi quickly.

Throwing the master to the top of the wall, stepped on his back, drew out the long bronze sword, pointed it at the back of his neck, raised the sword with his hand and dropped it.

Swish, a human head flew out immediately, and Gu Lulu rolled down the top of the wall.

In front of the two ghost-killing sect martial saints, Song Yun executed a martial arts master under their command!
At this scene, the two martial saints were so angry that their seven orifices were filled with smoke, and they almost rushed up to make a move.

But the two of them remembered that they were only in the middle stage of martial arts, and not Song Yun's opponent, so they could only hold back the impulse forcefully, burst into anger, and became short of breath.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" The two men threatened from a distance.

Song Yun grinned, "I'm looking for death, come and kill me."

"You!" The two martial saints said angrily, "Wait for me, boy, your death will be in a few days!"

"How many more days? I can't wait that long." Song Yun kicked the headless body off the city wall and said loudly:

"If you dare to surround Anxi and not leave, then I will kill them one by one until there is no one left in the city!"

The sound echoed endlessly in the desert, and all the gray-robed men lurking under the sand couldn't help but tremble.

"you dare!"

The two Martial Saints stared at Song Yun fiercely, but they also realized that threats were useless, so they gradually backed away and disappeared into the dusty sky.

"Don't believe in evil? Then I will continue." Song Yun jumped off the top of the wall again, chose a random direction, and flew away.

This time the gray-robed man didn't dare to hide anymore, he just jumped out of the sand, turned around and ran away.

But how could they outrun Song Yun?
Soon another Grandmaster was caught and brought back to the city with his head in a different place.

The two Martial Saints did not show up, they hid in the desert, gnashing their teeth in anger.

Among them, the tall Wu Sheng suggested:
"This kid dares to come out to kill, then we will go in and kill! Who is afraid of whom?"

Another short Martial Saint disagreed: "There is another Martial Saint in the city, if we are held back, it will be dangerous for that kid to rush back in time!"

"so what should I do now?"

The two looked at each other in blank dismay. In fact, there was a solution, but they were too embarrassed to say it.

They dare not go up, so they can only choose to let their subordinates take risks.

The order was passed on quickly, and a group of dead men were selected from the gray-robed men to sneak into the city quietly while Song Yun was out of the city.

Assassination, poisoning, arson, whatever you do, try to make the fifty thousand refugees panic.

The two martial saints believed that the gray-robed elite had top-notch hidden assassination skills, which were enough to create chaos before being exposed!

Once the [-] refugees are in chaos, the Ghost Slayer Sect will have more opportunities, and the enemy's masters will be overwhelmed.

Soon, Song Yun flew out of the city for the third time.

Dozens of gray-robed men quickly crawled out of the sand outside the city wall, climbing up the city like geckos.

There were a small number of soldiers stationed at the top of the city, but they were no match for the gray-robed man at all, and died without even making a sound.

The gray-robed men jumped off the city wall one after another and entered the city.

At this time, the Xiexie Guards were resting, and the Gao family warriors were busy maintaining order in the city, but they haven't noticed any abnormalities yet.

"Successful infiltration!" The expressions of the two martial saints improved a lot, and they just waited for these dead men to disturb Anxi and give them a bad breath.

"Boy, let's see if you can still go crazy!"

Song Yun flew in a straight line at full speed, back and forth, and soon returned to Anxi City with a man in gray robes.

[Anxi real-time map] opened, and immediately found small spots of light in the city.

"Okay, I thought I wasn't quick enough to kill one by one, so I took the initiative to send them to my door." He was suddenly happy.