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

Chapter 22 Assassination of Xiaohou Ye

The masters of the Jing army standing in front of the young master also knew the power of Song Yun's hidden weapons, and they all jumped up with their shields held high, hard to catch the blasting Yanleizi.

Explosions continued one after another, and thousands of sparks flew in the air, blowing up all the shields to pieces and flying debris everywhere.

These Jing Jun masters were blown out of their wits, but they managed to protect the young master.

Song Yun frowned slightly, but his body had already landed, so he didn't continue to shoot the air-exploding flame thunder.

The opposite side is full of masters, if you throw a hidden weapon from a distance, it is easy to be intercepted.

Must be close to the high platform, and then use the means.

At this time, several martial artists from the Jing Army had surrounded them, raised their hard copper spears, and slashed and smashed them down from different directions.

Ge has two vertical blades, the vertical blade stabs and the horizontal blade pecks, and can also hook the enemy's weapons.

This kind of complicated battlefield weapon is not easy for ordinary soldiers to use, but in the hands of these fourth-tier martial artists, it can exert amazing power.

Song Yun split the chest of a martial artist with one sword, but the bronze long sword was immediately caught by two long daggers.

The cross-blades of the two long Ge staggered with force, jamming the blades, making them unable to move.

Song Yun snorted coldly, raised his head and swallowed a bone stimulating pill, which stimulated the muscles and bones, and the strength of his whole body skyrocketed.

Stretching out his left hand, he nimbly grabbed the shaft of one of the long ge, exerted all his strength, and pulled the long ge towards him.

The martial artist on the opposite side turned pale with shock, and couldn't grasp it with both hands, so Chang Ge dropped his hand directly, and Song Yun snatched it abruptly.

Song Yun holds a sword in his right hand, chops, chops and stabs, and holds a Ge in his left hand, swinging and sweeping.

The light of the sword flickered, and the shadows of spears criss-crossed, stirring up dust on the battlefield.

He gave full play to the physical strength advantage of the innate martial artist, and instantly forced back the martial master Jing Jun who was besieging him.

After opening the space, Chang Ge put it in the [Void Storage Box], and a blasting thunderbolt appeared in the palm of his left hand, flung it to the front, and a burst of flames exploded.

The fourth-tier martial artists were wearing heavy armor, so they wouldn't be directly killed by the blast, but their viscera were vibrated, and everyone was seriously injured, and their steps were staggering.

As for the Tier [-] warrior who came to join in the fun, he was directly blown to the ground, moaning feebly.

Song Yun took advantage of the victory and pursued, using all his strength to use the "Slaying and Fighting Sword Sutra".

The bronze long sword turned into a life-harvesting weapon. The light of the sword was as sharp as lightning, piercing through the crowd back and forth, setting off a rain of blood.

Jing Jiang, who was not far away, saw the tragic state of the man on his back, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and he hurriedly shouted:

"The third-tier warrior retreats to protect the young master, and the fourth-tier warrior follows me to kill the assassin!"

After finishing speaking, he wiped off the dust from the explosion on his face, put on his mask, and charged forward with a long dagger.

When Jing Jiang rushed to the front, Song Yun smashed the hilt of the sword with his backhand, breaking the neck of a martial artist, and raised his head to sneer.

"It's you who's waiting!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the body of the heavily armored martial artist weighing three hundred catties with his left hand, and threw Chao Jingjiang over.

Jing Jiang waved his spear away from the heavily armored martial artist, and after a short delay, he saw a black shadow approaching in front of him, and a burning smell invaded.

It is a heavy wooden barrel.

"No!" Jing Jiang's hair stood on end, and he screamed, trying to dodge but it was too late.

The opened wooden barrel tipped over, and the fire oil poured out, pouring him from head to tail.

"Protect me!" Jing Jiang threw away the spear in his hand, turned around and ran away frantically.

Immediately, a large number of Jing Jun masters stood in front to prevent the assassins from pursuing.

Song Yun laughed, "Protect you? Is it too late?"

The air-exploding flame thunder shot out quickly, almost turning into a black line and passing through the crowd.

Although a master Jing Jun raised his shield to block the hidden weapon, the sparks from the explosion spread, and a few sparks still splashed on Jing Jiang's body.

Boom—the blazing orange flames enveloped the black body, and the general was on fire, screaming, throwing himself on the ground and rolling.

But half a barrel of fire oil poured on the body, even the armor can be softened, how can it be handled by rolling?

A group of Jing soldiers ran over in a hurry, covered the general with sand, and tried to put out the fire, but with little success.

Soon Jing Jiang lay lifeless on the ground, his body's flesh was burnt, sticking together with the armor.

Drops of grease spilled from the gaps in the armor and turned into foul-smelling black smoke in the flames.

The indomitable vitality of the congenital martial artist made people endure a period of torture that would make life worse than death, and it took a while before they died.

But Song Yun took advantage of this opportunity, swung his sword and rushed to kill, beheading Jing Jun's masters one by one, and finally approached the courtyard where the young master was.

This time he has experience, the Bronze Sword will not confront Chang Ge head-on, and will not give the opponent a chance to hook up.

"Sky Ghost Hidden Shadow Art" is pushed to the extreme, swimming indefinitely, like a fish swimming in water, and a wild goose shadow in the wind.

The enemy can only see the afterimage left by the high-speed movement, but cannot lock the real body of the target.

No.2 Jing Jiang has just left, and although he has heard the call to help, he will not be able to arrive in a short time.

In front of Song Yun, there was no strong enemy who could block the way.

Explosive Yan Leizi was already held in his left hand, and was about to throw it out.

Suddenly, in front of him, an unexpected figure fell from the sky.

It was the young master!
Song Yun glanced at the courtyard in front of him. On the high platform under heavy protection, the young master still closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, motionless.

The same figure appeared in the sky.

The young master looked at Song Yun, who was covered in blood, with a sarcastic smile, and said with a drake voice:
"You bold assassin, you really dare to come here to seek death, if you overestimate your strength, then I will help you!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand lightly, and saw the dead Jing soldiers standing up again on the street where blood flowed like rivers, waving their weapons and rushing towards them.

Song Yun was taken aback, and quickly cast "Armor Breaker Cut", swiping his sword and slashing at the head of a resurrected soldier.

The sword of clinker passed through Jing Bing's neck lightly, as if it had been cut through, without even seeing the blood.

"This is...an illusion?" Song Yun came back to his senses, and quickly jumped away. Four or five long daggers came from behind and almost stabbed him in the back.

The streets were already chaotic, the flames reflected figures, the sound of footsteps was mixed with the sound of weapons breaking through the air, and enemies were everywhere around, yelling and gathering to surround them.

Now there are more phantoms of soldiers, no different from living people, attacking intensively, and the battle situation immediately becomes difficult and dangerous.

Song Yun couldn't tell who was real and who was fake.

Long Ge blades were stabbing from all directions, and the sharp blades shone coldly.

After a few breaths, he was hit several times.

The real Changge was fine when stabbed in the body, but the flesh hurt through the heavy armor.

The illusory Changge pecked at him, and the sharp blade seemed to be pecking at his heart. The pain made Song Yun grin his teeth and feel dizzy.

"No, if you continue like this, you will die!"

Song Yun swung the bronze sword with difficulty, swept away the enemies in front of him, and quickly swallowed a recovery pill.

This is a Tier [-] reward, the best treasure pill of the Xuan Tier, although it cannot completely heal the injury, it can suppress all kinds of negative states and ensure sufficient combat power.

After the elixir entered his stomach, Song Yun's spirits lifted, he looked up at the seemingly real and illusory figure in the night sky, roared, and flung Sky Explosive Yan Leizi up.

The little Hou Ye was erratic, and quickly dodged away from the explosion sparks.

Seeing the opportunity, Song Yun sprang up, leaped several feet high, clenched the bronze long sword with both hands, and slashed straight at the little master floating in the air.

"Pretending to be a ghost, I want to see if you can catch my sword!"

Not far away, No.2 King Jiang who had just arrived was shocked when he saw this.

"Too bad, this assassin has killed too many people today, his blood is soaring, his killing intent is boiling, it can already affect his soul!"

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