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

This first battle of Anxi was of far-reaching significance, not only laying the foundation for Song Yun's martial arts, but also the beginning of the road to the strong.

One person with one sword, beheading all powerful enemies and rescuing his comrades was the only goal in his heart at that time, and it became the "spiritual core" of his martial arts.

Therefore, the result of this battle had a great impact on Song Yun's mind.

If this test goes awry—

After practicing martial arts for so long and experiencing so many hardships, he still couldn't save three thousand veterans.

That will definitely affect the confidence in practicing martial arts, even if there is only a trace of hesitation, it is equivalent to planting a demon.

In the future, when he is promoted to a human immortal, even if he relies on the system to forcibly break through, there will still be flaws.

This hazard cannot be underestimated.

"It's just a test of climbing a building, but if it fails, there will be such a big side effect? ​​It shouldn't be."

Song Yun was a little puzzled. Looking at the situation of the ghosts and fairies in front of the stairs, although they were under a lot of mental pressure, they were still full of energy after failing. They took a short break and continued to come back. It didn't look like they had any worries at all.

"Is there something wrong?"

Song Yun looked around, everything was exactly the same as the real Anxi, without flaws.

He is an illusion that he entered actively, and now it is impossible to leave early.

Either complete the test, or fail and quit.

"Then kill it." Song Yun snorted coldly.

Back then, he had no battlefield experience at all, and he was able to slaughter all the soldiers in the city.

Now he can only do better!
The thoughts in my mind turned sharply, and after only a short while in the illusion, there was movement outside again.

The footsteps sounded again.

The setting sun slanted, and the shadow cast on the ground in the house was a rectangular black shadow.

Those Jing soldiers found a few empty rooms, removed the door panels, and used them as shields in front of them!

The door panel is fairly thick, and more importantly, it has a large area. There are no loopholes in the defense, and there will be no more situations where the foot was chopped off just now.

As long as you can block a knife, you can forcefully rush into the house.

Old Wen Wen and Old Li noticed the rectangular shadow and guessed about Jing Bing's situation, and their expressions were not very good-looking.

Old Wen bowed slightly, shrugged his shoulders, and was ready to charge with brute force.

If it doesn't work, I can only try to knock people out, but this is very dangerous, and the body is easily exposed at the door.

Song Yun tugged at Old Wen, waved his hand, and motioned for him to solve it.

Old Wen was stunned for a moment, wondering what the young man could do, but at this moment, a Jing soldier rushed in with the door panel on his head.

Song Yun held the handle of the knife behind his back with both hands, keeping the edge of the knife facing outward, while the man faced Old Li's head and rushed forward.

A cold light lit up, and the blade cut across the door in an instant.

The next moment, he had rushed to Old Li's side.

With a bang, half of the door panel was sliced ​​open and fell to the ground, exposing Jing Bing's legs.

"Okay!" Old Wen's eyes lit up, and he directly swung his knife and stabbed Jing Bing's lower body.

The Jing soldier wailed, stepped back several steps, threw away half of the door panel in his hand, and clutched his lower body in pain.

The Jing soldiers around rushed to cover with arrows, but they didn't hit anyone.

Inside the room, Old Li stared at Song Yun with disbelief in his eyes.

This young man, who hasn't played with a knife for a few days, has such beautiful kung fu?
Slashing the door panel with a knife seems simple, but it needs to be done in one go, and then get out of the way immediately.

The door panel is not thin paper, if the force is a little weaker, the blade is easy to get stuck.

His footsteps slowed down, and it was difficult for Lao Wen next to him to make up the knife if he was blocked.

It is reasonable to say that a person who has just started martial arts cannot use this move.

Old Wen gave Song Yun a thumbs up to express his admiration.If he was ten years younger, he would dare to do this, but now he can't do it anymore, he is afraid of flashing his waist when he swings the knife like this.

Song Yun rubbed his sore wrist and just smiled wryly.

Without cultivation, his wrist strength is still too weak.

Just now, with this knife, he borrowed the sword intent of "Broken Canghai" to cut open the door.

At this time, the shouts of killing outside the house had already sounded.

Jing Bing held the door panel and successfully rushed into several other houses, fighting with the old soldiers.

Although the indoor area is narrow, not many people can enter at one time, but the soldiers outside are continuously replenished, and the physical strength of the old soldiers is limited.

When hand-to-hand combat is in full swing, it means that the street fighting on this street is coming to an end.

Song Yun's room was guarded the most tenaciously, until now Jing Bing couldn't even enter the door, which immediately attracted the attention of some officers.

Two Jing Jun Shichang with superb martial arts came out, armed with swords and shields, and entered the door cautiously.

Old Wen stabbed with a knife, but was blocked by the shield. Commander Jing immediately swung his knife to fight back, and Old Wen had to back away.

Although he is at the third level and Jing Jun is only at the second level, one is old and frail, and the other is young and strong, and his combat power is completely different from his level.

On the other side, Song Yun and Lao Li had already discussed the tactics. Lao Li swung his knife first and pressed down on the shield with all his strength.

Song Yun jumped up from behind, stretched his arms, and quickly handed out the knife.

Chief Jing Guo quickly tilted his head to dodge, but unexpectedly, the point of the knife seemed to have eyes, and with a flick of his hand, it precisely pierced into the socket of Shi Chang's left eye.

This trick, again, seemed ordinary, but it was actually extremely difficult.

If it were an ordinary soldier, there would be a high probability that this knife would only hit the helmet.

Na Shichang's eyeballs were pierced, blood flowed horizontally, his cheeks twitched in pain, he waved his shield frantically, and slowly backed away.

Song Yun and Lao Li stepped out of the way to make room.

The two old soldiers hiding in the back room finally waited for the opportunity, and shot the last two arrows, wounding the Shichang that Old Wen was dealing with.

Na Shichang had to face the five people in the house alone, and he was injured again, so he was already scared, so he also retreated outside.

Jing Bing's third attack was blocked again.

I could only hear an officer outside roaring angrily and reprimanding him non-stop.

There was not much joy on the faces of the five people in the room. This street fight was doomed to be extremely difficult.

After repelling a wave of enemies, there will be another wave, and the stream will continue. .
Not long after, an extremely familiar burnt smell wafted in from outside.

Fire oil!
"They are going to set fire to the house!" Song Yun quickly reminded, "Get out!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the roof, and now he could only get out of trouble from above.

"You retreat, I'm the rear." Old Wen made a gesture, and then kicked half of the door panel on the ground to Song Yun's side.

Because the doors and windows were all open, Jing Jun could shoot arrows in at any time. If they wanted to climb up the beams safely, they had to retreat to the back room first.

But no one was guarding outside, so Jing Bing could rush in at any time.

Someone must be left guarding the door.

The person who stayed behind was said to be the queen, but in fact, he had no chance to retreat at all, nor did he have time to climb the beam.

Either burned to death, or hacked to death by Jingbing,

Lao Wen took the initiative to choose the queen, that is, he chose to die.

Song Yun looked at Lao Wen, his eyes fixed, and a burst of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

The most annoying situation for people is to be helpless in the face of regret.

Even in the illusion, it is still the case.

Watching his comrade die in battle again, it is hard to calm down, how will he practice martial arts in the future?

"This shitty illusion, when I go out, I must know who made it!"

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go." Old Li tugged at Song Yun's arm, but he didn't.

Song Yun said coldly: "You guys go first, I'll take care of the rest."

"Stinky boy, don't be stupid." Old Wen couldn't help cursing, "You've only practiced martial arts for a year, aren't you looking for death if you stay?"

Song Yun just shook his head, "I have a way to deal with them."