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

"Song Xuan..." Jia Xuan still murmured to himself before recovering.

Even though he lived for ten thousand years, he spent most of his time practicing behind closed doors, and he had never experienced such a bizarre event.

The Xeon, who had disappeared for 4 years, unexpectedly reappeared, and he looked like a young man.

"What...what happened back then? I checked your information, but almost all of it was erased, leaving only the title of 'Big Xia's No. [-] Swordsman'." Jia Xuan asked.

Song Yun put on a look of deep thought, and then patted his head in frustration.

"After rebirth, I forgot a lot of things, and I couldn't remember them for a while."

Jia Xuan automatically filled in many details:
"Back to life? No wonder you have the confidence to resurrect me."

Song Yun smiled and said nothing.

The Silver Armor Heavenly King became emotional.

As soon as his identity changed, Song Yun's status in his heart rose rapidly.

When Jia Xuan was young, he was obsessed with swordsmanship, and he regarded "the number one swordsman of the Great Xia, Song Xuan" as the target of pursuit, and even changed his name to Xuan on purpose.

If the emperor hadn't destroyed the picture stone of the sword tower, he would have entered the Tao with the sword long ago and became the successor of "Song Xuan".

It is equivalent to Song Yun's cheap apprentice.

Knowing this identity, Jia Xuan finally believed in Song Yun's plan.

He stood up abruptly, held the silver steel halberd, and solemnly said:

"Then fight!"

"For 2 years, this has been the best chance. If you can't win with the help of the number one swordsman in Daxia, there is no point in procrastinating."

"I would like to guard Anxi with you!"

Song Yun looked up and smiled, "That's right."

"The emperor's sweet dream, let you and I bury it."

The two flew out of Monan Governor's Mansion and returned to Anxi instead of trying to break out.

Jia Xuan called Shang Xiangyun over.

"There may be a big war in Anxi, you immediately call the whole city's soldiers and civilians, move away immediately, and leave the desert."

"I will let Governor Monan settle you properly."

Shang Xiangyun's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "All, all moved away? How could this happen?"

Jia Xuan threw out his Heavenly King Order directly, and said with a somber face:

"The military situation is urgent, and I have to explain it to you slowly? Do it immediately! The whole city must be emptied within five days!"

"...Yes." Shang Xiangyun gritted his teeth and reluctantly bowed in agreement.

He is just the lord of the city, and his status is very different from that of the king of heaven, and he only has to obey orders.

Fortunately, Anxi is only a small city. As the center of the major mines in the desert, there are more mines than people, 10,000+ people, five days is enough to move them all.

The reason given is also very simple, a war between the venerables is about to take place here, and everyone needs to avoid danger.

For a while, there were complaints in Anxi City, but the people also knew that their lives were at stake, so they cooperated to pack their luggage.

Naturally, Jia Xuan's order could not be hidden from the court.Starting from the city lord Shang Xiangyun, the report went up layer by layer, and the emperor knew it within an hour.

"Clear the field? Are you waiting to die in Anxi?"

Inspired a few sneers.

"Song Xuan, 4 years ago, I really couldn't do anything about you, but after all these years, I have become stronger, but you are already so weak."

"What do you use to fight me? Just rely on Jia Xuan? Hehe..."...

The emperor waved his sleeves.

"Don't worry about this matter, let them toss."

Shang Xiangyun did not move slowly. After four days, he brought the last batch of officials and civilians together.

Walking out of the city gate, looking back at the familiar Anxi, Shang Xiangyun felt a little bit reluctant.

"Heavenly King, when can I come back?"

Jia Xuan frowned slightly, and glanced at Song Yun beside him.

Song Yun secretly sighed in his heart, Daxia will be destroyed in a few months, and this group of people may never be able to return to their hometown.

With a smile on his face, he said with relief:
"When peace comes, you will be able to return."

Shang Xiangyun couldn't help but ask again:
"Then when will there be peace?"

Song Yun said in a deep voice: "The day when the evil spirits are wiped out will be the time of peace!"

A group of officials below were stunned, they didn't expect this matter to be related to Xie Chong.

Reminiscent of the evil incidents happening in various places, Shang Xiangyun felt his heart tremble, and he didn't want to stay any longer, so he gave a deep salute, turned around and took everyone away.

Tens of thousands of people walked east all the way to live in other cities temporarily.

Before leaving the desert, the group noticed movement in the south.

It seemed that there were quite a few people moving, and the speed was quite fast, stirring up dust all over the sky in the south.

"City Master, what's the situation?" an official asked.

Shang Xiangyun immediately shook his head, "Don't mind your own business, let's go quickly."

"The sky is falling, and there is a tall man holding it up."

The officials even claimed that they were leading the people away slowly...

Outside Anxi City, more than [-] people rushed here, men, women, old and young, dressed in different styles, but all of them looked extremely embarrassed, and many of them were wounded.

They, of course, were the broken soldiers of Sanmen, who were chased and intercepted by the imperial army, and retreated to Anxi.

A man in green shirt and long eyebrows flew in front, with a sad face, it was Li Qingshan, the master of the San Sect.

Song Yun took off the green pine armor that represented the identity of Xiewei, restored his white robe, stood at the gate of the city, and greeted the Sanmen members.

"Let's all go to the city to rest. You can breathe a sigh of relief in the next few days and recover as soon as possible."

Li Qingshan saw that Song Yun was no longer wearing standard armor, so he immediately understood, and exclaimed:

"General Song, you really have courage!"

Song Yun smiled, "I'm not going to be a general anymore, I'm going to be a traitor."

Jia Xuan also came from the sky.

There are three people at the head of the city, one is a martial arts immortal, one is a peak martial saint, and one is a ghost immortal of the Nine Tribulations.

This is the main force against the emperor next.

In addition, there are only four ordinary venerables left in Sanmen.

Compared with the mighty Great Xia with hundreds of venerables, this formation is much weaker.

But many Sanmen members looked up at this scene, and still gained some confidence in their hearts.

After all, Jia Xuan, the Heavenly King of Silver Armor, was on their side!

And Song Lan, who is known as the "Strongest Venerable"!

Jia Xuan glanced at the city, frowned slightly, "Is this the only people?"

Li Qingshan nodded, "Thousands of people fled to the sea, and more than 1 people died at the hands of the court. Now there are only [-] left."

"Ten thousand is enough, the key is the battle between us and the emperor." Song Yun said.

Li Qingshan was still a little worried, "If the imperial court first uses the crowd tactics to consume our strength, how should we deal with it?"

Song Yun wasn't worried, instead he laughed.

"I have experienced several battles, and what I am most afraid of is that there are many people on the opposite side!"

"The more enemies there are, the stronger Song will be!"

Seeing Song Yun's self-confidence, Li Qingshan was a little strange, and he didn't know where the "several battles" came from.

Glancing at Jia Xuan again, he found a reasonable expression on his face, as if he believed Song Yun's words completely.

Li Qingshan could only hold back his questioning words.

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started."

Song Yun stood at the top of the city, looking at the vast desert and endless wind and sand outside, and let out a long breath.

"After more than a year of tossing, I finally reached the most critical moment!"