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

As if hearing Yelu Chuxiong's laughter, the black air in the air rolled violently, and the color changed from light black to deep black.

The black is solid, and the black is fresh, as if it only needs to pierce a layer of tulle, and this cloud of black air can come to this world.

The [-] elite riders from the Liao Kingdom under the city were inexplicably panicking in their hearts at this moment, and even the cheers were much quieter.

After Yelu Chuxiong laughed, he stared at Song Yun with a murderous look and said:
"Boy, your strength is not bad. In a one-on-one situation, I really can't take you down."

"However, the heads-up session is over!"

"What I want to do now is to kill you!"

After finishing speaking, he took out a command flag from his arms, shook it in the wind, and waved it high.

Below the city, regular drums sounded immediately.

Groups of cavalry began to line up, holding the reins tightly, raising their blades, ready to charge.

Seeing this, Song Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you planning to kill me with this?"

Yelu Chuxiong sneered and said, "Boy, you are still young, and there are many things you haven't seen before."

The sound of drums was rapid and the sound of hooves was dense, floating from outside the city like a torrential rain.

"Wan Sheng!"

The Liao Kingdom's elite cavalry rushed into Anxi with shouts.

Under the perception of [Anxi real-time map], Song Yun was surprised to find that this army was different from any one he had dealt with.

In the past, no matter how orderly the formation was, there were always scattered soldiers. If countless scattered forces could not be gathered together, they would naturally not be able to pose a threat to the Martial Saint.

This time, however, is different.

The [-] elite riders who were rushing into the city all tacitly entered into the same rhythm.

The depth of breathing, the frequency of the horse's hooves, the speed of advancement, the angle at which weapons are swung... All these characteristics are surprisingly consistent, and there is even a sense of harmony.

In this "harmonious" state, everyone's auras are actually connected together!
In other words, what Song Yun was facing was no longer [-] scattered cavalry, but a complete cavalry army!

When one person lifts the Guduo, 5 people lift the Guduo, the vigor is connected, and the attacks are superimposed on each other.

In the end, the quantitative change turned into a qualitative change, allowing this cavalry army to possess the aura of the martial saint level!

Seeing Song Yun's surprised gaze, Yelu Chuxiong smiled triumphantly.

"Aren't you stupid, kid? This is the most precious legacy of the Great Xia Dynasty - the technique of military alignment. I should be the only one who knows it now."

"It took me ten years to train the [-] Aiki cavalry, just to surround and kill a strong enemy on the battlefield."

"Now that this precious spot is given to you, you should be proud enough."

After finishing speaking, he ordered the flag to fall fiercely, pointing at Song Yun.

"Daliao Iron Cavalry, let me kill this man!"

"Kill!" 5 people yelled at the same time, and the sound stopped Xingyun.

Fifty thousand elite riders entered the city on the sand, the uniform armor was shining brightly by the sun, and the banners were fluttering in the wind.

On the raised bones one by one, the thorn-shaped hammer head gleamed coldly, and the energies emanating from them blended and superimposed each other, and finally formed a thick gang qi, covering everyone's body.

If you want to attack this cavalry army, you have to break through this thick shield of stellar energy first.

But Yelu Chuxiong wouldn't just watch.

Song Yun was equivalent to dealing with two martial saints at the same time.

This is extremely difficult, if you are not careful, you will be severely injured by Yelu Chuxiong.

But even so, Song Yun's expression was quite calm, staring at the [-] cavalry below, he muttered to himself:
"Army's Aiqi technique? It's true. If it's not lost, I'm afraid I won't be able to live today."

"For my safety, it's better to lose this Aikitsu."

"What are you mumbling about?" Yelu Chuxiong frowned.

Song Yun raised his head, stared at him and smiled, "I said, you are all going to die!"

Swah——

The sharp edge rises, and the vast rain of blood falls.

Bleak wind and bitter rain, continuous killing intent.

The blood-drinking sword domain was in full swing, covering the entire Anxi City.

Thousands of raindrops fluttered, and the bright red color soaked the isolated city.

"This is your tactic for slaughtering hundreds of thousands of Xu troops? It's really extraordinary." Yelu Chuxiong waved the command flag, "It's a pity that I can't break my Aiki army formation!"

Fifty thousand cavalry shouted at the same time: "Yu!"

The thick Gang Qi stretched out, blocking the red raindrops on it.

The rain fell on the shield of the qi, making a hissing sound, and after some resistance, it slowly melted away.

Like rain hitting the surface of a lake, ripples spread out in circles on the Gang Qi shield.

The shield itself was also constantly trembling, but it still withstood the pressure and blocked the attack of the Blood Drinking Sword Domain.

Yelu Chuxiong put away the command flag, Jing Tieguduo shook, "Boy, how can you fight against me while maintaining the sword domain?"

After all, he rushed over, unstoppable, like a rampaging rhinoceros.

Song Yun swept out with a sword "Duan Canghai", fought against Jing Tie Guduo, and at the same time used his strength to float back.

Yelu Chuxiong persisted, continued to bully him, pushed his speed to the limit, and continued to apply pressure.

Indeed, it takes a lot of energy to maintain such a large sword field, Song Yun is at his weakest now, and it is also a good time for Yelu Chuxiong to kill him.

After a few moves, Song Yun fell into a disadvantageous position, and was almost hit by the heavy fine iron bones several times, almost breaking his bones and tendons.

The corners of Yelu Chuxiong's mouth curled up, revealing a cruel smile.

"What I like the most is to kill a martial arts genius like you."

"Watching geniuses cry bitterly in my hands, beg for mercy on their knees, and then fall, the feeling is more wonderful than winning a battle."

"Boy, kneel down and beg me! When I feel better, I will give you a happy death!"

Song Yun ignored him, looked down at the situation on the ground, and frowned slightly.

"Blood-drinking Sword Field is a combination of "Blood Emperor Devouring Immortals" and Sword Three "Tu Wanjun". It uses the cutting power of rain as the main attack method, and it is more than enough to deal with ordinary troops. It's a bit short."

"In terms of the ability to break defenses in a large area, Sword Five 'Broken Star' is the pinnacle."

"However, the move of Light Broken Stars requires too much strength, and it needs to be combined with the "Blood Emperor Devouring Immortals", the consumption is even more terrifying."

Still thinking, Yelu Chuxiong suddenly rushed several feet away amidst the sound of a sonic boom.

A black shadow flashed, and the fine iron bone directly hit the forehead.

Song Yun retreated sharply, but Yelu Chuxiong also changed his move, Gu Duo leaned out and lightly brushed his left shoulder.

Song Yun's left arm immediately drooped limply, which meant that the shoulder blade was completely broken.

Seeing this, Yelu Chuxiong laughed wildly again, "Don't be stubborn, kneel down and beg for mercy now, there is still time!"

On the ground, the [-] cavalry were also very excited when they saw this, and urged in unison: "Kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Song Yun had no expression on his face, let his left arm hang weakly, and swung his long sword with his right hand.

"Rain falls."

The red silk rain all over the city changed its characteristics instantly.

No longer leaning and drifting with the wind.

Instead, it stood upright, as straight as a hanging needle, aiming at the Aiki army formation below.

After a moment of stagnation, it fell at a terrifying speed.

It was as if tens of thousands of golden needles with blood streaks shot down!

咻咻咻... Amidst the fine sound of breaking wind, countless strands of rain stabbed vertically into the shield of the Gang Qi, piercing deeply.

The majestic aura formed by 5 people is like a torn paper umbrella under the rainstorm, which is instantly devastated and riddled with holes!

"You—" Yelu Chuxiong opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

The stellar energy shield only lasted for less than a breath before it shattered.

Without the protection of Gang Qi, the [-] soldiers below had no power to resist Song Yun's forceful blow.

They raised their heads in despair, looking at the rain that was getting closer.

A streak of rain fell, passing through their armor, their bodies, and the horses under their crotches.

In the end it fell into the sand.

5 people, [-] war horses, the armor is intact, only a few small red spots on the skin.

But they froze, motionless, and became fifty thousand silent sculptures.

The weeping wind blows by.

The sculpture finally moved slowly.

Boom, boom, boom... They fell to the ground in pieces, revealing tiny red spots that were still spurting blood under their bodies.

The rain of sword energy penetrated their bodies, destroying all their vitality.

Once the blood rains down, no one can survive.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Yelu Chuxiong suddenly fell into a rage.

Such a team of cavalry who is good at Aiki can be said to be unrivaled in the world, and it is the capital for his future hegemony.

Unexpectedly, just after leaving the army, the entire army was wiped out.

The killing intent in Yelu Chuxiong's heart boiled to the extreme.

On the other hand, Song Yun, after performing his ultimate move, his physical strength was almost exhausted, and he would not be able to slow down for a while, so it was the best time to make a move.

Yelu Chuxiong shouted: "Boy, let 5 people be buried with you, you should be satisfied, die for me!"

The fine iron bone was lifted up, and it fell down with a bang, about to smash Song Yun's head.

With a flash of blue light, the long sword swung out, firmly receiving the swift blow.

Yelu Chuxiong was surprised to find that Song Yun's face turned from pale to rosy in an instant.

And the momentum also skyrocketed, not only returning to its original state, but even stronger than before!