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

Chapter 222 Silver Armor Heavenly King
Song Yun could clearly sway the sword energy and directly force the arrows back, but he chose the most difficult method, piercing all the arrows with precision.

It seems to be deliberately showing off skills.

This made the faces of the six venerables in Mobei Road flush red, as if they had been greatly humiliated, but at the same time, the cautiousness in their eyes became more obvious.

Regardless of whether it's a show of skill or not, this move is enough to show the peak combat power of the target Martial Saint.

As a weak Martial Saint, he couldn't resist the pressure of the Aiki army at all, and he would have been shot into a sieve long ago.

The six venerables looked at each other, and seeing that Song Yun did not continue to draw his sword, they signaled their subordinates to stay on the defensive and not to act rashly.

Seeing this sword, they gave up their plan to besiege and kill the target, and it would be good if they could hold back.

Seeing that the eagle guards didn't move, Song Yun put his sword back into its sheath, and said with a smile, "Since we don't want to fight anymore, let's take a look at my token."

As he spoke, he threw out a bluestone token.

The six venerables came up to take a look, and saw that the bluestone token was engraved with complicated patterns, the word "Zhu Xie" was engraved on the front, and the word "Song" was engraved on the back.

Song Yun's tone became serious: "Zhu Xiewei is on business, what do you mean? Do you want to kill each other?"

"Xiexiewei?" The six of them were dumbfounded.

There were few wars in the Great Xia Dynasty. Occasionally suppressing internal riots, or dealing with the Northern Plains people and barbarians outside the border, it was impossible to scale up.

Therefore, the size of the army is not large. It is generally called "Wei", and the number is about [-].

There are many such "Guards", each Taoist has a small and well-known elite like the Shenying Guard, and there are also many troops directly under the imperial court, each with its own jurisdiction and responsibilities.

There are all kinds of people, collectively known as the "Great Xia Qianjun".

But among these thousands of troops, there were very few guards directly belonging to the emperor.

Zhu Xiewei is the most mysterious one among them.

It is so mysterious that many officials have heard of this name, but they don't know what it is responsible for.

The six Mobei venerables present were not very clear, but this did not affect the influence of the three words "Zhu Xie Wei".

Directly obey the emperor's orders - this alone is enough to explain everything.

The expressions of the six people changed slightly. If they really caught the wrong person, offended Xiewei, and delayed the emperor's order, it would be troublesome.

But if the wrong person is not caught, it means that Zhu Xiewei and Sanmen have colluded, then...

Seeing the fluctuating expressions of these venerables, Song Yun said directly: "Why, don't you believe me?"

The six people studied the token and replied: "There is no problem with the token, and the breath is also consistent, but it is related to the master of Sanmen, and we must deal with it strictly."

"This...General Song, if you don't mind, please wait a moment. After Jia Tianwang captures the Sanmen sect master, he will come over to deal with this matter."

Song Yun shrugged, "Then it's up to you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around swaggeringly, went upstairs, and returned to the private seat.

He poured another glass of shochu, drank it all in one gulp, and kept thinking:

It was a bold attempt to take the initiative to throw out the token of the Xiexie Guard.

On the one hand, he wanted to communicate directly with the Silver Armor King to learn more information.

On the other hand, it is possible to go deep into the interior of the Daxia court as soon as possible, maybe go to the capital Yangcheng earlier, and take a look at the "Ten-story Taoism Collection Tower".

After all, the enemies we have to deal with this time are different, not demons and ghosts, so we can't simply and roughly kill them all.

Song Yun dared to do this, dared to surround himself with a large number of masters, and it was also out of his understanding of "traveling through time"——

If he still travels to the early stage of the Great Xia, then he will definitely not die this time.

Whatever you need this time, you will definitely arrange for yourself when you travel next time.

But right now, what he needs is the identity of a Punisher Guard.

As for the others, I don't know now, maybe only when I need it will I know what backhand I have left behind.

Song Yun was also very curious about this.

After drinking a pot of soju, there was no movement in the sky.

But Song Yun heard very clearly that Li Qingshan was indeed extraordinary, and he still managed to escape under the pursuit of martial arts immortals.

Soon, a tall man with white hair and silver armor descended from the sky, with a majestic momentum like the sea.

This person is naturally the only Heavenly King in Great Xia at present, second only to the Emperor's Silver Armor Heavenly King Jia Xuan.

Jia Xuan looked about 50 to [-] years old, but of course it was far more than that.

At the peak of Wusheng, it is enough to lock in the same appearance and body, let alone the realm of immortality. This Tianwang Jia has actually lived for 2 years, and he is a veritable old monster.

Jia Xuan landed on the ground, and the six Mobei Venerables around him immediately greeted him respectfully.

They could guess that Li Qingshan had already run away, but no one asked, seeing Jia Xuan's stern face, they didn't intend to touch this bad luck.

He just reported Song Yun's situation in a low voice.

"Why did a Xiexie Guard appear?" Jia Xuan was also a little surprised, "I'm sure he is the only Venerable in the restaurant, and no other masters have sneaked away?"

"Absolutely not." The six Mobei venerables vowed, "We just borrowed Shang Xiangyun's order from the city lord to monitor the whole city, and we didn't find any other venerables in action."

"That's just what you think, and the city lord's order is not omnipotent." Jia Xuan was noncommittal, and recalled with a frown.

"I remember that there doesn't seem to be a peak Martial Sage surnamed Song in Zhu Xiewei."

As he spoke, he picked up Song Yun's bluestone token, and looked back and forth.

"The token is real, it's interesting."

Jia Xuan put down the token and asked, "Where is that man, I want to meet him."

With a clatter, Song Yun opened the window on the second floor, poked his head out, and smiled down below:

"Jia Tianwang, I have admired him for a long time, Song Lan, the evil-killing guard, is here."

Jia Xuan raised his head and was slightly taken aback when he saw Song Yun's white clothes and a bronze sword.

But looking at Song Yun's face again, he became puzzled again.

Every time Song Yun travels through time, he will adjust the sky spirit body and change his appearance and temperament appropriately. Naturally, no one can recognize this face.

Jia Xuan was a little distracted, and couldn't help asking: "Song Lan? Are you sure your name is Song Lan?"

Song Yun nodded, feeling puzzled in his heart, "This person has seen me before? The time is wrong. Jia Xuan was born 2 years ago, and the Great Xia Dynasty was already in the middle of it."

Jia Xuan waved his hand, signaling Venerable Mobei to retreat with the Eagle Guard.

Venerable Mobei was naturally not afraid that the heavenly king would be in danger, so he retreated far away wisely.

Then Jia Xuan asked via voice transmission: "How did you join the Xiexie Guard?"

Song Yun: "...the master recruited it."

This statement is naturally true, Zeng Haoying personally recruited him, but Zeng Haoying in this era is not yet the main general, so he can't elaborate.

Jia Xuan's eyes flickered, and he asked again, "When did it happen?"

"This—" Song Yun rubbed his head, and said vaguely: "It's been a long time ago, I can't remember."

"Hahaha..." Unexpectedly, Jia Xuan didn't ask any more questions, but burst out laughing instead.

With a bang, he threw the silver steel-colored halberd aside, and pulled out a saber from his waist with his backhand.

"Who are you, just try the sword move and you will know."

After all, he slashed forward with a sword.

The sword is fierce and mighty, with the might of breaking the sea.

"The Nine Swords of the White Emperor Killing the Sky", sword one, breaks the sea!

(End of this chapter)