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

As all the enemies in the city were killed, the long-lost system prompt also sounded——

[Warfu Song Yun killed 22 Tier 289 enemies, 2510 Tier 11049 enemies, 67824 Tier 22674 enemies, 120 Tier [-] enemies, [-] Tier [-] enemies, [-] Tier [-] enemies, martial arts cultivation value +[-] Ten thousand】

[Current state: Seventh-rank Martial Saint, late stage]

[Cultivation value required to advance to the seventh-order peak: 66/100]

In the battle a few days ago, Song Yun beheaded two venerables of the Ghost Slayer Sect and a thousand gray-robed elites, and more than 15 cultivation points had already been recorded.

In this battle, the main force of the [-] Xu Kingdom that entered the city was completely wiped out, and the surviving more than [-] gray-robed elites did not escape, which was transformed into a massive amount of cultivation.

It directly allowed Song Yun to break through to the realm of the late martial saint.

Even a big step towards the peak of Martial Saint.

The small realm was raised, and the overflowing energy and blood power instantly restored the state to its peak.

Just now with the huge consumption of the first battle and the third, it was directly replenished.

This change was felt most obviously by the three of Liao Dingshan who were fighting against each other.

"This, is this a breakthrough?" The three of them were a little dumbfounded.

They are all in the middle stage of martial arts, and they know the difficulty of breaking through the later stage. The 20 years of hard work is just a foundation, and countless opportunities and treasures are needed.

Can this still be automatically promoted by name?
The mood of the three of them became extremely complicated, and jealous emotions were churning in their hearts.

But the tense situation can no longer tolerate jealousy, and the three venerables need to face more realistic problems——

This operation has been completely lost.

If they didn't leave, the three of them might all be left behind by Song Yun.

"withdraw!"

The three of them stopped attacking and retreated quickly.

Song Yun was not in a hurry, took a deep breath, feeling the surging power in his body.

In the stage of Martial Saints, washing the marrow and refining the blood, reborn, is to sublimate the body and dig out all the potential.

Every step forward brings us closer to the full range of the human body.

Qi and blood, explosion, physical strength, perception, defense... All dimensions will increase significantly.

Today, he can be called a human-shaped beast and a human-shaped magic soldier based on his physique alone.

In addition, there are three heavenly-level exercises, "Nine Swords of Killing the Sky", "Blood Emperor Devouring the Immortals", and "Heavenly Ghost Walking World", as well as the heavenly-level bronze long sword and other treasures in hand.

Now his combat power is catching up to the peak of the Martial Saint, no less than that of the Tang Dynasty veteran Zong Shenyuan who fought side by side last time.

Looking at the three people in front of them, they have changed from evenly matched opponents to easily defeated weaklings.

Song Yun gently raised his long sword.

Liao Dingshan and the three immediately sounded the alarm in their hearts, and a strong sense of crisis emerged instantly.

"Dangerous! He's going to kill him!"

The two ghost killers looked at each other. Years of life-and-death fighting gave the two killer Wu Sheng rich experience in escaping, and they took decisive countermeasures.

Biting the tip of his tongue, spitting blood, pushing the secret technique to the extreme.

Temporarily break through the speed limit at the cost of precious lifespan!

The Ghost Killer's Heavenly Ghost body technique was not slow at all, after breaking through the limit, the two of them were as fast as a flash, and escaped out of the city in the blink of an eye, leaving only a few bloods falling in the air.

In contrast, Liao Dingshan, Marshal of the Xu Kingdom, had a high position and authority, and was old. He had rarely fought to the death in these years, and he seemed a little rusty, and his reaction was a bit slow.

This half beat is the difference between life and death.

Song Yun handed out the sword lightly, without fancy changes, just a simple and unpretentious "stab the sun and the moon".

Push the body of the sword with great force, and move forward steadily, with the power of breaking the sky in its thickness.

The sharp edge cut through the wind and sand, and the speed was getting faster and faster, pointing directly at the red-armored veteran with a withered face.

A sword pierced out, the sky opened, and the sun and the moon fell!
Swah——

The rainbow light suddenly appeared, crossing the sky, breaking through the armor, and piercing through Liao Dingshan's left chest.

Before the Megatron veteran could fly out of Anxi's range, his body fell weakly and fell heavily on the top of the city, splashing a burst of dust.

Liao Dingshan, Marshal of Xu State, die!
Song Yun shook off a drop of blood on the blade, looked around, outside was the vast desert, and there was no ghost killer Zong Wusheng.

"It's pretty fast. I'd like to see what else you two can do."

He didn't choose to hunt down to the end, but deliberately let them go back to rescue soldiers.

Song Yun slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky, staring at the cloud of black air that no one could see.

The cloud of black air was also staring at him, with a fierce look in his eyes, and the cold killing intent could be transmitted through the void.

Song Yun knew that he had offended Immortal Venerable Kongming severely this time.

The opponent's purpose was not only to absorb tens of thousands of sacrifices, but also to destroy himself, the "scourge".

Next, Immortal Venerable Kong Ming will inevitably mobilize all the forces in the world to surround and kill him with all his strength.

And Song Yun also wanted to see what forces the Ghost Slayer Sect was involved with.

It is best to completely eradicate the future troubles, annihilate the Ghost Killing Sect and its allies together, and let Kongming Xianzun lose all his chess pieces in the world.

Traveling through time this time is considered a success.

Song Yun no longer cared about the cloud of black air, and shifted his gaze to the city.

The [-] army of the Xu Kingdom has become a corpse, but there are still tens of thousands of civilians who have not entered the city.

At this moment, the peasants stood at the gate of the city, looking at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood inside, they were so frightened that the two groups fought, and many people lost their control.

Some folks have turned around and started to flee, but they don't know how to ride a horse, so they can only run with their legs.

Song Yun leaped down from the top of the city and stopped in front of them.

The peasants were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, moving their bodies back in horror.

"Don't go yet."

After Song Yun said a word, he took off and flew back to the city.

But the peasants didn't dare to run away anymore, they got up tremblingly, gathered together, and anxiously waited for their fate.

When Song Yun returned to the urban area, he saw a group of warriors who were stunned.

The warriors of the Gao family and the defenders of the city were not strong in themselves, and they had never seen anything in the world. They were directly shocked by the "Blood Drinking Sword Field", and they were still in a dizzy state.

Zhu Xiewei was well-informed, but his face was still full of surprise.

Zeng Haoying said with emotion:

"The old man has seen nearly a hundred venerables in his life, and there are only a few of them who can perform this kind of field-like stunts, and they are all at the peak of martial saints or ghost immortals."

"There is such a method in the mid-term of Martial Saints, it is really unheard of... No, Mr. Song, have you made a breakthrough?"

"Yeah." Song Yun nodded, "During the battle, I suddenly realized that I've been promoted to the late stage."

"This—" Zeng Haoying was also stunned, the situation was completely beyond his cognition, he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

Song Yun didn't chat any more, he raised his breath and coughed hard twice.

"Cough cough."

There seemed to be a thunderstorm on dry land in the city. The rumbling thunder drummed, causing the dust to billow and the wind to overflow.

A cough, which also contained the stimulating power of the soul, shocked everyone present soberly.

The people who were hypnotized after taking a small amount of drugs also woke up from the bed, but they were in a daze for a while, and they couldn't regain their senses.

"Time is running out, pack your things and prepare to evacuate." Song Yun said loudly.