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

The entire long street fell into dead silence, but Jing Jun didn't notice the problem for a while.

Because, fires ignited in various parts of the city one after another!

The defenders in all the camps were too busy to take care of themselves. They were in a mess, and it was difficult to put out the fire. How could they care about the wounded?
Song Yun has been promoted to Xiantian in the illusion. This realm is enough to display some martial arts skills, so as to achieve invincibility at the same level, or even invincibility at the next level.

Cultivation is innate, eyesight, experience, and martial arts attainments are still the pinnacle of a martial sage!
The power of exercises such as "White Emperor's Sword Code" and "Heavenly Ghost Escaping the Sky" were brought into full play.

The generals and battalions guarding the camps are either fifth-tier innates or fourth-tier martial artists, and they are not Song Yun's enemies at all.

Seeing the young man in white entering the camp with his sword raised, the generals angrily raised their weapons to meet them.

But only saw the white figure flash, and then the throat was cold, and the coldness of death invaded the whole body in an instant...

As for the soldiers who came up in formation, they fell down in rows without any resistance when they were cut off by the sword from the sky.

Single-handedly, with a long bronze sword in his hand, Song Yun rampaged through Anxi City, beheading and setting fire to them. He picked up six battalions overnight and wiped out tens of thousands of defenders in the city!

This time "returning to the old business", he has more experience and is able to create chaos at the fastest speed, and the efficiency of his actions far exceeds that of the past.

Overnight, Anxi changed hands again.

On the front line, Lord Wu Lie Baixiang was shocked when he heard the news of Anxi's change.

Anxi is now the transit point for the Jing army's attack. Once something goes wrong, the hundreds of thousands of Jing troops on the front line will immediately become alone!
He hurriedly stopped the offensive and hurried back.

With a distance of hundreds of miles, the veteran didn't dare to stop for a moment, and flew back in one breath.

When he saw the city deep in the desert, his gray eyebrows couldn't help but twitch.

On the city wall, the khaki bricks were blackened by smoke.

The black "Jing" flag was inserted crookedly on the top of the city, and it had been burned by the fire, leaving only the bare flagpole.

On three of the flagpoles, there were still three heads hanging, their faces were covered in blood, their mouths were slightly parted, and their eyes were wide open in horror.

It was the three master warriors who commanded the Anxi garrison.

Bai Xiang's heart sank, he clenched the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, and slowly flew over the city wall.

I saw that the city was full of mess and smoke.

The streets and alleys were turned into ruins, hundreds of thousands of houses were destroyed by the fire, and Jing Jun's dead bodies were lying everywhere, all of which were scorched to the point of being scorched, and their faces could no longer be seen clearly.

The air is full of the smell of burnt corpses, mixed with the smell of burning oil, which is suffocating.

As for those warehouses, they had already been reduced to fly ash in the fire.

Seeing such a miserable situation, Bai Xiang's face turned pale, and his breathing became much duller.

For decades, he has commanded Jingguo's army, conquering east and west, winning more and losing less, and his record is brilliant.

Such a fiasco has not been experienced for a long time.

The last time was four or fifty years ago. Coincidentally, it was also in Anxi...

Bai Xiang's face sank like water, "Who did this?"

He had rushed over as fast as he could, but he was still a step too late.

The enemy slaughtered the entire city defender overnight!

...

Even several Jing troops around Anxi rushed to the rescue, but they didn't come out after entering the city, and they were all wiped out.

According to the civilian husband who escaped from the city, it seems that this was done by only one person.

One person slaughtered the city, could it be a martial artist?Where is the second martial sage in the Tang Dynasty?
Bai Xiang was puzzled, continued to fly forward, and saw a relatively intact hut in the center of the city.

Inside the room, a young man in white was sitting by the bed, with a long bronze sword resting on his knees, looking over quietly.

The door opened, and the two faced each other.

Seeing the familiar white clothes and green sword, Bai Xiang frowned slightly. He seemed to have seen this outfit decades ago.

It was the shocking battle between the venerables of the Four Kingdoms and the venerable Beiting in Anxi. He was recuperating from the rear, and vaguely saw a young man in white at the top of the city.

It's just a glimpse, but it will never be forgotten.

However, the young man in front of him seems to have only the realm of a master, so he is definitely not that person.

Bai Xiang put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, raised the three-pointed double-edged knife, pointed it at Song Yun in the room, and shouted in a deep voice:
"It's you who wantonly massacred our army? What is your origin? A secret expert trained by the Tang Kingdom?"

Song Yun smiled calmly: "You Jing army attacked my territory, and I will kill all your soldiers."

"Not only will I kill them, but I will also kill you."

"You want to kill me?" Bai Xiang stared at the young man in front of him, confirming again and again that the other party only had the realm of a grandmaster, and he was still at the level of a beginner.

Even if there is a secret method to cover up the strength, it is unlikely to be a martial sage, and the martial sage will not be able to reach the early stage.

And he, Bai Xiang, is recognized as the third strongest in the world, the realm of the late martial saint!
"That's right, I've been waiting for you for half the night, so I want to practice swords with you." Song Yun nodded seriously again.

Bai Xiang almost laughed angrily, a master in the early stage, and a martial artist in the late stage to practice swords?
"Boy, I don't care if you are pretending to be stupid or your mind is muddled, and you don't want to tell the truth? Then go to my military headquarters and suffer a little bit, and you will be honest when you get there."

Bai Xiang was too lazy to argue with a grandmaster, and planned to take him down directly and take him away for his subordinates to torture and interrogate.

The three-pointed and two-edged knife turned, and deliberately turned the back of the knife forward, fearing that the boy would be killed by too much force.

"Ok?"

Before he could make a move, he couldn't help but let out a little sigh.

The breath on the other side has changed.

Song Yun got up holding the sword and walked out of the house slowly, his face turned red and his eyes became blood red.

Bang bang bang... The beating speed of the heart increased several times, and it kept beating like dense drums.

The veins on the palms of his hands popped up, as if they were about to burst at any moment.

In the test on the seventh floor, Song Yun initially tried the blood-burning secret method of "Blood Emperor Devouring the Immortals", and the effect was good. At the cost of part of his vitality, he could forcibly increase his combat power by nearly double.

But this time, he directly pushed the secret technique to the extreme!

The black hair turned white again, and at the same time, wrinkles began to appear on the forehead, and there were yellow age spots on the cheeks.

Song Yun's aura was in a strange superimposed state - soaring, and at the same time dull.

This time, all his vitality was stimulated!

The 20-year-old master has a huge amount of vitality in his body, and his instincts can easily support decades of training and fighting.

But right now, all this infinite vitality is gathered in one sword!
"I said I can kill you, so naturally I can kill you."

Song Yun drew his sword out of its sheath.

"When he killed your uncle Bai Jian, he didn't believe it, but he died anyway."

"Today, you will die again."

"Bai Jian..." When Bai Xiang heard this name, his mind was shocked instantly.

Looking at Song Yun again, he was dressed in white and had a green sword. His sword energy was as cold as ice, and his murderous aura boiled like a god of death.

This posture is almost exactly the same as that of the top swordsman who fought against six at the top of the city back then!
"Who the hell are you?" Bai Xiang was moved and exclaimed.

And at the moment when his heart was shocked, the long sword in Song Yun's hand had already stabbed out!

"Wherever the sword's edge reaches, the sun will set and the moon will set!"