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

"You can't stop me!" The tall Martial Saint snorted coldly. The Ghost Slayer Sect's physical skills are unmatched in the world, and he is very confident about it.

"Then try?"

The tall Martial Saint immediately swayed, turned into a ghost, shuttled in the void, and the trajectory of his actions was blurred.

Song Yun just stood still, stretching out his hand to connect.

The sword energy whizzed out non-stop, each time it accurately blocked the tall Martial Saint, blocking him back.

Once or twice was okay, more than a dozen sword qis in succession blocked the tall Martial Saint dizzily, and he couldn't go in any direction.

He could only go back to Song Yun, and asked angrily:
"Why are you familiar with our sect's unique body technique?"

He had noticed this situation in the previous fights, but it was not obvious, because he had not been able to force out Song Yun's "Heavenly Ghost Walking World".

But looking at it now, there is no secret in the other party's eyes about his own body skills. This is completely seen through!
Song Yun didn't explain, just laughed, "With your body skills, let's practice for another ten years."

The tall Martial Saint was humiliated for no reason, and became angry from embarrassment, and rushed forward to launch a fierce attack.

While dealing with the three of them, Song Yun let go of his voice, and shouted at Xu Guo's soldiers entering the city:
"Fighting on the battlefield, everyone depends on their means. There is nothing to say, but do you know what you are doing now?"

"You are cooperating with the Ghost Killing Sect, sacrificing unknowing people!"

"It is to turn 5 people into sacrifices, so that the evil immortals can grow stronger!"

"Xu Guo and I are not enemies, you retreat now, and everyone will live in peace."

"If you are still stubborn, then I will kill you!"

In Anxi City, hundreds of thousands of soldiers looked at each other, but no one moved.

Most of them have followed Liao Dingshan all the year round, and they are equivalent to the marshal's direct line of soldiers.

Liao Dingshan cooperated with the Ghost Killer Sect, and these subordinates often cooperated to do some dirty work.

Therefore, those who killed in Anxi City knew what they were doing.

What's wrong with being a soldier and fighting a war, killing some refugees?Anyway, he is not from Xu country.

Even if the soldiers hesitated, they have all come here, and the officers are all watching, how can they be called back by this sentence.

They are still staring at the city.

At the top of the city, the two martial saints of the Ghost Slayer Sect felt something was wrong when they heard what Song Yun said, and became nervous.

"Be careful of his sword field!"

Liao Dingshan was somewhat disapproving.

"No matter how strong his sword domain is, can he still cover the entire city? How can a hundred thousand troops complete the task?"

The next moment, amidst the long howls, red rain drifted down, soaking the whole city.

The complete state of the blood-drinking sword domain has finally unfolded at this moment.

Although Anxi is no longer Song Yun's luck field, it is still his absolute home field.

Here, even a ray of breeze cannot escape his perception, and the status, movements, and flaws of everyone in the city are clearly visible to his eyes.

Even subtle movements such as their heartbeat, blood flow, and joint friction can be sensed.

This makes thousands of rain silk no longer a simple condensation of sword energy, but a sharp weapon for killing thousands of people.

The rain shrouded in all directions, precisely falling on the vital points of each enemy, and it could also change continuously with the enemy's defense.

The blood rained continuously, and the bleak wind was everywhere.

A chill rose in the hearts of one hundred thousand soldiers, and they stopped attacking one after another, looking up at the bright red rain in the sky, some of them still looked dazed.

They had never seen the power of this rain of blood, but the thousand gray-robed men were frightened mad, and immediately gave up halfway through the formation, turned their heads and burrowed into the sand.

In the previous battles, the gray-robed man already knew that it was almost impossible to break through the blood-drinking sword domain without the Venerable's action.

So they can only hide, let the [-] soldiers bear the attack first, and wait for their own martial saints to come to rescue them.

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!" The three of Liao Dingshan at the head of the city also changed their expressions, and hurriedly urged.

Soon the heralds in the city began to sound the gongs.

The ear-piercing gongs sounded one after another, but it covered up the delicate sound of the rain cutting through the armor.

puff puff...

Pieces of armor split and fell, and then pieces of flesh and blood slid off his body.

A large number of soldiers seemed to be being tortured by Ling Chi, but the process was not long, and a red line often appeared at the throat first, causing them to die quickly.

Rows of bodies fell weakly in the wind and rain, just like the wind blowing the wheat fields.

Officers with a high level of martial arts could still resist for a while, moving left and right, and kept avoiding the rain, but they were soon wrapped by the all-pervasive rain and fell to the ground twitching.

The rain silk took away parts of people's bodies, and the hot blood dripped continuously, making the red rain curtain denser and deeper.

There was no pool of blood on the sand, and many places were still dry yellow sand.

The blood energy evaporates as soon as it comes into contact with the air, and quickly turns into the source of power for the Blood Drinking Sword Domain.

A small amount of Yusi went deep into the ground, precisely locked the gray-robed men hiding in the ground, and killed them all.

After Song Yun gave a warning, he said that if he did not keep his hand, he would not keep his hand. He would kill all the enemies in the city in one fell swoop!
Death became the only theme in Anxi City.

In the void, a group of black shadows trembled violently, as if feeling a delicious temptation.

However, the temporary formation created by the gray-robed man did not take shape, and the formation in the newly built house was also erased by Song Yun's order.

The Kongming Immortal Venerable in the sky, or the sky ghost, didn't really come here, but just cast his attention.

It could only watch helplessly as the breath of death emerged and dissipated, trembling all over in anxiety, as if roaring, but it was helpless.

At the top of the city, seeing this one-sided massacre, Liao Dingshan's body swayed, and he almost lost his grip on the Horse-Chopping Sword in his hand.

These [-] troops are all his direct troops.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of pieces began to fall down. This loss is too heavy!

"Boy, I'm fighting with you!" The veteran's eyes were red, and he charged forward with his horse-slaying sword.

Song Yun was still unhurried, counterattacking calmly, intercepting the ghost killer Zong Wusheng who wanted to leave from time to time.

Now the situation is very clear - there must be a venerable to help out in order to lead the army out of Anxi.

But a single venerable can't get away, Song Yun will try his best to stop it.

If the two Ghost Slayer Zong Wusheng left at the same time, it would really be impossible to stop them.

But Liao Dingshan, who stayed where he was, was going to be in trouble.

The three of Liao Dingshan also understood this point, and they were very anxious, but they could only watch rows of people fall down.

No one in the city can break the blood-drinking sword field, and the annihilation of the entire army is an inevitable outcome.

Soldiers are dying in battle, and generals are also dying in battle.

Song Yun's blood-drinking sword field became a slaughter field that made 10 people despair.

As more and more people fell, the expressions of the three venerables at the head of the city became more and more disheartened, and they were weak when they fought.

Wanqian Yusi's attack efficiency was extremely high, and after only a stick of incense, the slaughter in the city was over.

The armor was shattered, the broken blades and broken weapons were scattered, and the Xu Zizhan flag fell down.

The ground is full of corpses in disorder, and countless dried up pieces of meat are covered with sand.

The wind was bleak, the sky was dim, and there seemed to be faint wailing sounds that had not dissipated.

The [-] Xu Kingdom's main force was slaughtered by Song Yun with one move!