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

Once the heavenly general holding the command flag dies, the entire formation of ten thousand heavenly soldiers loses the ability to change, and can only continue to carry out the original order.

The pressure on the tribal warriors was greatly reduced, and they immediately launched a fierce attack, displaying their excellent personal strength, and beheaded a large number of heavenly soldiers.

Shan Li and the tall and thin patriarch were finally able to break through the siege and return to their own queue.

Wiping the blood stains all over his face, Shan Li was exhausted enough, and he didn't care to catch his breath, so he hurried back to check the damage of his home.

He was trapped just now and couldn't take care of his clansmen. He thought that the Jishuo tribe's Thousand-man Formation would suffer a lot of damage.

Looking at it now, there were not many casualties!

"Lucky, really lucky!"

Shan Li breathed a sigh of relief.

In this battle, since the patrols in the past few days, good luck has been added to him, which has allowed him to avoid many losses and made many contributions.

"Is it the blessing of the Yellow Emperor, or the blessing of the heavens?"

In any case, Shan Li was in a good mood and full of strength, commanding his clansmen to charge and kill.

On the entire battlefield, it was their side that had the best situation.

In the eyes of other tribes, the Ten Thousand Formation of Heavenly Soldiers is as unbreakable as an iron bucket, and the warriors paid a painful price but were unable to break their mouths.

However, the Jishuo tribe rushed into the enemy's formation long ago, started a scuffle, and even beheaded a commanding general.

Huang Dixuanwu fought with Xuezhan Xianzun for a while, then looked down at the battle situation, and found that the Jishuo tribe had opened up the situation.

"Is Song Xuan hiding here? Hiss... This guy is not in Anxi, why did he come to my battlefield?"

On the ground, the disciples and grandchildren of the Yellow Emperor were also fighting hard.

Among them, the red-faced youth Xia Qi performed most brilliantly.

Xia Qi's power of qi and blood is as vast as the sea, and his recovery ability and endurance are far superior to those of the same level.

As long as there is no missing arm or broken leg, other injuries can be recovered quickly without affecting the state at all.

Thanks to his ferocious fighting style, Xia Qi descended like a tiger and killed three heavenly generals one after another.

The nearby tribal fighters all cheered loudly when they saw it:
"General Xia is mighty!"

Huangdi looked at Xia Qi, and then at the direction where Song Yun was hiding not far away, his brows furrowed unconsciously.

In the air, the Bloody Battle Immortal was wearing an armor made of skulls, with an evil temperament like a god of death, staring at the Yellow Emperor and laughing:

"The killing intent, I feel the killing intent from you."

"Who do you want to kill? I can do it for you."

Huang Di snorted coldly, "I want to kill you!"

The two exchanged hands again in the air.

The battle below is still going on.

With Song Yun's secret help, the Jishuo tribe rushed around and was invincible.

Many tribes around were fighting hard, so they took the initiative to lean over and fight side by side with the Jishuo tribe.

This also attracted the attention of the heavenly army.

Soon another Heavenly General arrived, taking over the role of commander, waving the command flag and commanding, restoring the half-disabled Ten Thousand Formation to its fighting strength.

Shan Li saw that the enemy army had become difficult, turned his head and shouted:

"Du Hong, follow me to kill that flag-waving man!"

Du Hong was the tall and thin patriarch just now, and he also realized that the commanding heavenly soldiers were too difficult to deal with, so he responded directly: "I will protect you!"

In his heart, Shan Li is no longer the combat power of the early days of Wu Sheng. Just now, he forcibly killed a general with so many people, so vigorous, and the latter stage of Wu Sheng is no more than that!

This is a hidden thigh!

So when Shan Li shouted, he rushed over without hesitation.

The two Wusheng patriarchs entered the enemy line side by side.

They were all focused on the celestial general who was waving the flag, but they didn't notice that there was a young man in white robes behind him looking sideways...

Tianbing's defense was stricter than before, and it took Shan Li and Du Hong a long time to get close to the enemy general.

"Old Shan, are you okay?" Du Hong looked at his panting appearance, and was a little worried, "Could it be that you were too exhausted before, why don't you go back and rest for a while?"

"I'm afraid it's too late to go back now..."

Shan Li looked behind him, and they were surrounded again.

"I can only kill that general!"

In fact, Shan Li didn't know what to do, but thinking of the experience just now, he decided to give it a try.

Picking up a saber, with the help of Du Hong's cover, he forcibly broke through the front line of defense, stepping on the shoulders of the heavenly soldiers and soaring into the air.

Lock on the target, twist the wrist, swing the knife!

The saber spun and pierced through the air.

This time, dozens of heavenly soldiers rushed up to stop them, and they were all wearing heavy armor, with good defense.

The saber only pierced through the bodies of the two heavenly soldiers, and then there was no sound, and it was probably stuck.

Shan Li's expression was gloomy, he landed slumped, and said apologetically:

"I can't beat it, my strength is still too weak——"

Before he finished speaking, Du Hong shouted excitedly:
"Kill it, it will fall that day!"

"What?" Shan Li's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Killed himself?
Du Hong was right. The Heavenly Soldiers who surrounded the two were well-coordinated, but now they became much stiffer, obviously losing command.

"I... When did I become so strong?"

Shan Li was also a little confused at this time, and looked down at his right hand that was swinging the knife. Could it be that a master of Taoism cast a spell on his hand?
Du Hong happily urged:

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up, this tens of thousands of people will not be able to withstand it."

"Oh, here we come."

The battle was urgent, and the people behind him were still fighting hard. Shan Li didn't have time to think, so he brought up Chang Ge and killed him again.

After two commanders were killed in succession, the Heavenly Soldiers Formation finally collapsed and was completely dispersed by several tribes.

The celestial soldiers who were alone were weak in individual strength, and they were no match for the tribal fighters at all, so they fell one by one soon.

The northern allied forces were fighting hard everywhere, but the Jishuo tribe opened up a breakthrough and wiped out the first formation of thousands of heavenly soldiers!

"Okay!" The Yellow Emperor was overjoyed when he saw this, and waved his golden long sword.

"Those who break the formation and slash the generals will be rewarded!"

Du Hong looked at Shan Li enviously.

"Old Dan, you have developed now. If you kill two generals in the formation and break the formation first, you will be rewarded by His Majesty the Yellow Emperor."

Shan Li laughed and said: "Everyone has a share, everyone has a share."

Although I still have doubts in my heart, it doesn't matter so much.

Since there is a means to kill the Heavenly General, then continue to kill!

He rushed to the next ten thousand formation with a large number of soldiers...

Several martial saints charged into battle together, approaching the enemy commander.

Then single-strength shot, throwing the knife from a long distance, hits every shot, the knife kills people, no matter how many heavenly soldiers stop it, it is useless.

Originally, the army of the Heavenly Court had the upper hand, but as a result, formations of tens of thousands of people collapsed one after another, and the heavenly soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

The morale of the tribes in the north was greatly boosted, and they rushed to kill with Shan Li, and the more they fought, the stronger their momentum became.

After the fourth Heavenly Soldiers Formation was breached, the faces of the immortals in the air were a little ugly.

The Yellow Emperor was full of spirits, stroked his beard and smiled and said: "The Heavenly Court is nothing more than that, your brainwashing skills are no match for the brave tribal men after all!"

Blood War Immortal snorted coldly, "It's nothing more than a group of stragglers, you tribes are self-styled, and you have remained the same for tens of thousands of years, so you still want to be an enemy of the Heavenly Court?"

Huang Di narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that the opponent seemed to be confident, as if he still had a hole card.

Bloody Battle Immortal waved his hand, "Let you all see the means of seeing the heavens."

Amidst the rumbling sound, smoke and dust were flying in the distance, and there was another sound of orderly footsteps.

Three more ten thousand formations are about to enter the battlefield.

There are still soldiers and horses in the heavenly court, which did not surprise the Yellow Emperor. Both sides have reserve armies.

The battlefield here is in his territory, and the tribal fighters under the command of the White Emperor and the Red Emperor are coming from afar to join the battlefield.

"The tribal fighters are brave and unparalleled, and they cannot be suppressed by numbers. If you only have crowd tactics, then wait for death."

The Yellow Emperor no longer cared about the following, swiped the golden long sword, and fought with the Bloody Battle Immortal again.

Three new formations of heavenly soldiers of ten thousand people joined the battlefield, Shan Li and the others were having a good time fighting, and they didn't take it seriously.

Song Yun looked in front of his eyes, but felt a faint familiar smell.

"This is--"

Boom, boom, boom... The heavenly soldiers stepped forward at the same time, in unison, beating the ground like a heavy drum.

Not only that, in this new formation of thousands of people, the breathing depth, rhythm of movements, speed of wielding weapons of all the heavenly soldiers... All kinds of characteristics are surprisingly consistent and have reached a high degree of harmony.

In a state of harmony, the auras of all the heavenly soldiers are instantly connected into one, a seamless whole.

Everyone is like one!
Aiki Army!

"The Aiki Army Formation was not created in the Great Xia Era, but the result of the Heavenly Court!"

When Emperor Qi reigned, almost all previous history was erased, and many advanced things were acquiesced to appear in the Great Xia era, which caused Song Yun's cognition to be biased.

In the current era of the Five Emperors, the north has long maintained a dispersed tribal system, each tribe occupying a piece of land, hunting, gathering, and farming on its own, as long as it responds to the call of the emperor.

In this environment, tribal fighters valued their personal strength and often fought small-scale battles, and there was no room for development in the battle formation method.

The heavenly court's sacrifice of the Aiki army formation this time is tantamount to a dimensionality reduction blow!

Song Yun frowned slightly, then turned to look at Xia Qi in the distance.

The burly, red-faced young man stared blankly ahead, as if he also sensed something was wrong.

Song Yun sighed lightly, this battle can no longer be fought.

"Retreat!" He whispered to the Yellow Emperor, "Retreat immediately! Opposite is the Aiki army formation, you can't beat it."

"Ai Qi Army Formation?" Huang Di frowned slightly, "I remember Song Xuan, you seem to have mentioned it before... What the hell is this?"

At this time, the Bloody Battle Immortal on the opposite side vaguely noticed something, "Who are you talking to?"

Song Yun immediately stopped the sound transmission of his divine sense, the most important thing was to hide his identity.

Now I can only rush forward and grab Shan Li, who is killing Zhenghuan, "Lead the team back, we are too deep."

"It's okay, a group of native chickens and dogs can't stop us." Shan Li didn't panic at all, staring at the approaching Heavenly Soldiers and Thousands of Soldiers, he was still a little eager to try.

Song Yun had no choice but to lie to him, "There are a large number of masters coming from the Heavenly Court. If you can stop the siege of Wu Sheng in the later stage, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Late Martial Saint? Where is it?" Shan Li was taken aback, and immediately slowed down.

Then he glanced at Song Yun suspiciously, "How do you know?"

It is impossible for the Grandmaster's perception ability to be stronger than that of the Martial Saint, but he didn't find anything.

Song Yun just asked: "Did you forget about the patrol that night?"

The single body trembled slightly.

That night, the Jishuo tribe found no abnormalities and were about to end their patrol, but Song Yun insisted on walking another [-] miles.

No one believes that there is a situation, including single force.

As a result, twenty miles away, there were really a large number of celestial soldiers lurking over.

Thinking of this, Shan Li no longer hesitated, and ordered the Jishuo tribe to stop and retreat slowly.

The Jishuo tribe is now faintly the blade of the northern coalition forces. Once they withdraw, the surrounding tribes will be affected immediately.

"Why are you retreating? Keep going." Du Hong shouted, "The front is full of living achievements!"

"There are masters ahead, be careful." Shan Li shook his head.

"Our Jishuo tribe has also rushed for a long time, and we are a little tired. Let's take a rest for now."

Retreating halfway was a ridiculous behavior, but the Jishuo tribe broke through several tens of thousands of battles and made great achievements. No one said anything if they wanted to rest at the moment.

Du Hong hesitated for a moment, "Then we will withdraw too."

He knows very well that single strength is the real thigh, without him swinging the sword and cutting the generals, the formation of ten thousand soldiers would not be so easy to break.

But the other tribes didn't believe in evil, and didn't find any masters in front of them, so they decided to take advantage of the victory to pursue and continue to expand the results of the battle.

A new group of fighters stepped forward, taking the place of the Jishuo tribe, striding forward waving their weapons.

The Yellow Emperor in the air was still fighting with the Bloody Battle Immortal, and did not give an order for all to retreat, and wanted to wait and see.

Maybe it's because he didn't fully believe in Emperor Xuan, whom he hadn't seen for tens of thousands of years, or maybe he couldn't bear the rare battlefield advantage right now.

Seeing this scene, Song Yun secretly shook his head, this battle is likely to be lost.

"Patriarch, do you really want to withdraw?" The fighters of the Jishuo tribe were a little unwilling. Although they had already gained a lot, no one would think that their contribution was too small.

Seeing the soldiers rushing forward one by one around them, they were all a little anxious.

Shan Li glanced at Song Yun again, and made up his mind, "Retreat a little distance first, and go to an open place to rest."

At this time, there were still more than 800 people left in the Jishuo tribe's thousand-man formation. Not many died in the battle, but many were injured. They really needed to rest and recuperate.

This was the result of Song Yun's secret rescue. Many people who were destined to die were saved by him.

Before the group of people had time to turn around, they heard a scream in front of them.

The tribal fighters who chose to continue charging had just rushed to the front of the Aiki army formation.

They brandished their weapons to attack, only to find that there was an invisible energy in front of the heavenly soldiers, easily blocking all the attacks.

"Gang Qi! How could these heavenly soldiers cultivate Gang Qi?" The patriarchs were shocked.

The next moment, the heavenly soldiers raised their swords and guns to counterattack.

Their weapons were all blessed with stellar qi, and their lethality doubled. They tore through the simple leather armor in an instant, and pierced into the chests of the tribal warriors.

puff puff...

One body after another fell down, and the ones behind made up for it, but they still couldn't stop the Heavenly Soldiers blessed with stellar energy, and they also died tragically on the battlefield.

The two sides meet each other and compete.

The tribal warriors were in a loose formation, and there was nothing they could do with the Aiki formation. Even if they were brave, they could only be trampled into flesh by the ten-thousand-strong formation of heavenly soldiers who were slowly moving forward.

"Okay, I should have listened to Song Xuan sooner..."

Seeing this scene, Huang Di's face darkened, and he could only order:
"All troops retreat!"

But it was too late to withdraw by this time.

At least [-] tribal fighters rushed to the front of the Aiki army formation, and even after hearing the order, it was too late to turn back!

I can only bite the bullet and continue to fight!