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

Chapter 25 One man pierced through the ten thousand army
This is the first time Song Yun has seen a flying needle that can bend in mid-air and automatically drill into a blood vessel after entering the body.

This completely breaks common sense, and it is hard to imagine what kind of martial arts has this effect.

Looking at the handsome young man on the opposite side, Song Yun's face hidden under the black iron mask quickly returned to calm.

"Whatever your martial arts are, get the hell out of here."

"In this Anxi city, no one can kill me!"

He kicked up another barrel of kerosene, which completely plunged the east gate city into a sea of ​​flames.

The blazing flames also blocked the figure of the handsome young man on the opposite side.

In a short time, Jing Jun from the north will not be able to make it through.

Get rid of Jing Jun in the south of the city first, and then deal with this martial arts master.

Song Yun turned around and rushed towards the frontline battlefield at full speed.

On the way, he took a Rejuvenation Huayu Pill, and wrapped a piece of cloth around the palm of his right hand.

He has experienced many dangers in this battle, but this time he was injured the most and almost died.

"This flying needle is simply an artifact for assassination."

"If there is no [Void Storage Box], I will suffer a lot."

"What kind of cultivation technique is it? We must find out as soon as possible and find out how to deal with it, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with it again."

Song Yun observed the interior of the [Void Storage Box], a thin dark golden needle was quietly suspended.

Bright blood streaks appeared on the surface of the needle, intertwined and intertwined, which looked a little strange.

Although the fine needle is not moving now, Song Yun dare not release it for observation, and take it out after this battle is over.

Speeding all the way to the front line in the south of the city, I saw corpses strewn all over the ground, many of whom I knew.

Song Yun's heart was burning with anger.

Nearby, Jing Guo's officer spotted the assassin, screamed in alarm, and hurriedly commanded.

Teams of soldiers gathered and approached, staring at this terrifying assassin who was going to kill tonight, the weapons in their hands were trembling slightly with nervousness.

For Jing Bing below the fourth rank, Song Yun no longer had the interest to make a sword with his own hands, nor did he have the time.

"Sky Ghost Hidden Shadow Technique" was used, and he charged forward, leaving only a few afterimages behind him.

Sprinting with all his strength, with a swift and violent momentum, he slammed into the Jing army formation.

boom--

The whole person is like a sharp cone, instantly cutting through the orderly siege formation.

Song Yun smashed away the two shields, waved away the tomahawk Changge that was cut in front of him, and walked through the formation of thousands of troops without stopping, moving forward without hesitation.

In the ears, Jing soldiers shouted, war horses neighed, bowstrings collapsed, sharp blades pierced the air, and banners rang violently in the wind.

The lights and shadows in front of his eyes were dazzled, surrounded by Jing soldiers everywhere, and weapons attacked from all directions.

Ordinary innate martial artists would never dare to enter the battle alone like this.

When a person falls into the crowd of thousands of troops, it is easy to get lost and unable to rush out.

In the end, he was forced to fight a wheel battle, and no matter how energetic he was, he would be exhausted to death.

But Song Yun has a [real-time map], finds the battalion officers and deputy battalion commanders in charge, and rushes to them without stopping.

Locking on the target, he swung his sword and became angry.

He swept ten feet in one step, leaving a body behind, slowly falling to the ground spraying blood.

Charged back and forth, beheading nine battalion principals and deputy officers, and killing all the nearby commanders.

Jing Jun immediately fell into chaos.

Song Yun poured two more barrels of fire oil and ignited it with explosive flames.

Jing Jun couldn't even evacuate in an orderly manner, they ran around, collided with each other, and there were scenes of people turning their backs on their backs everywhere.

In these few waves of charges, not many were killed with swords, but more than [-] were burned to death.

Coupled with the fire in the south of the city not long ago, which killed countless soldiers, Song Yun had accumulated 10000 points.

The small realm has been raised again.

[Current state: Tier [-] innate martial artist, late stage]

[Cultivation value required to advance to the fifth-order peak: 3/10000]

The physical condition was refreshed accordingly, and even the injury on the palm of his right hand healed a lot.

At this time, the Jing army, the main force in the south of the city, still had about 1 people, but it had fallen into chaos, and Song Yun didn't care anymore.

He successfully penetrated the thick formation and came to the place where the Jing army and the Beiting army were fighting.

Seeing that there were less than twenty old soldiers left, Song Yun took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, and raised the blood-soaked bronze long sword in his hand.

Fight from dusk to late night, from north to south of the city.

Wherever he went, flames ignited the sky, countless souls died under the blade, and the total number of enemies killed was close to [-].

He finally had the confidence to turn the tide of the battle.

Unfortunately it's too late.

"Kill!" Song Yun yelled angrily, "Slaying the Fighting Sword" with all its strength, and the extremely fierce sharp edge cut off the top of a scene.

General Jing was shocked, and put aside the wounded General Guo, he raised his battle ax to block the bronze sword.

When the sword and the ax intersected, there was a loud bang.

At the same time, General Jing's questioning voice sounded: "Who are you? If you are our enemy, you are not afraid of dying under the iron hooves of Dajing's powerful army?"

Song Yun sneered, "I have already killed your so-called powerful army. Although there are many people, they are useless. They are all local chickens and dogs."

Jing Jiang was furious when he heard the words, and swung his battle ax to kill him.

But Song Yun was close to his prime, how could he be afraid of a general of the same level who had been fighting fiercely for a long time?

A sword slashed on the handle of the axe, leaving a deep mark.

Jing Jiang's complexion changed drastically, and the tiger's mouth almost burst. He quickly held the ax in both hands, his face solemn as if he was facing an enemy.

When General Guo heard the familiar voice, his eyes showed confusion, he looked at Song Yun for a long time, and asked hesitantly:

"You are...Xiao Song?"

Song Yun lifted off the black iron mask, revealing his sweat-soaked face, "It's me."

"Xiao Song! It's actually Xiao Song!"

Seeing this face, the dozen or so old soldiers in the back were dumbfounded and couldn't help but exclaim.

The two Jing generals and Jing Jun masters took a few steps back one after another, staring at Song Yun in amazement, not knowing who this "Xiao Song" was.

A look of astonishment appeared on General Guo's old and tired face, apparently he did not expect that the master who had been waiting all night was actually a cook in his own army.

Shocked, he stumbled while speaking.

"Xiao, Xiao Song, didn't I ask Li Mu to inform you to leave the city?"

Song Yun nodded, and took out the documents and letters that Old Li had given him.

"I was notified, but Jingguo's cavalry blocked the city gate, and I couldn't escape. Lao Zhang, who was guarding the south gate, asked me to go back to the city to hide."

As he spoke, he looked around and searched for Lao Zhang's figure, but unfortunately he was no longer there.

General Guo accepted the amazing fact that "the master who came to help is Song Yun" after seeing the document letter.

More than a dozen old soldiers also looked at Song Yun in surprise——

He was dressed in Jingguo's fish-scale black armor soaked in blood, and the bronze long sword in his hand was seen by many old soldiers. It was a treasure that Old Li Tou snatched from sand bandits, and it was also blood-stained.

Even through the whole body of armor, everyone could feel that Song Yun's body had become much stronger, and his aura was as strong as that of General Guo, who was at the peak of the fifth rank.

Under the black iron mask, a pair of eyes were full of murderous intent, and a strong smell of blood came out imperceptibly.

The veterans all know that only a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles and beheaded countless enemies can have such a terrifying aura of blood!

As for Song Yun, who was just a fledgling in martial arts yesterday, today he became a strong man who broke through the army by himself, which is really unbelievable to them.

"Xiao Song, why have you suddenly become so strong?"

"That's right, didn't you just practice martial arts last year?"

"I beat you in the training ground the day before yesterday, no, I taught you."

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