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

Chapter 309

Song Yun glanced at Huangdi Xuanwu again.

The old man regarded Xia Qi as an abandoned son, but he never expected that he would survive this calamity. No matter what the reason was, there would be endless troubles...

Song Yun didn't intervene either, he already understood the inevitability of history very well.

Qi is the future emperor, so he will definitely not die now, no matter how much he intervenes.

His most urgent task now is to fight this battle well.

The Huai River was still under the control of the Northern Allied Forces. The soldiers quickly passed the pontoon bridge and fled northwest along the pre-set path.

Fortunately, the evacuation road was relatively smooth and there were no accidents.

If Song Yun hadn't found any abnormality during the patrol a few days ago, and let a large number of heavenly soldiers lurk to the rear, at this moment, the heavenly court would attack back and forth, and the northern coalition forces would be finished.

Thinking of this incident, Shan Li couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat, the more he thought about it, the more weird he felt.

"That Song Xuan is definitely not an ordinary martial arts master!"

"Hey, where is he? He was still next to me just now."

Looking left and right, Song Yun could no longer be seen.

Ask your subordinates again: "Have you seen Song Xuan?"

The soldiers all shook their heads blankly, "Maybe they got separated."

Now that the whole army is retreating in a panic, they are all in a hurry to cross the bridge. The screams behind them make everyone feel uneasy. How can they care about an outsider?
Shan Li turned his head and looked back, and found that the sun and moon flags in the Heavenly Court were getting closer and closer, so he could only stamp his feet, "It doesn't matter, let's go!"

The Jishuo tribe passed the pontoon bridge and wanted to go back to their territory, but was asked to retreat in the direction of Anxi.

All tribes are the same, no matter where the family is, they all have to go to Anxi first.

"It's all like this, do you want to gather together and fight again?"

The patriarchs looked dejected, but when they thought about what Heavenly Court had done, they could only hold their breath.

"If you lose, everyone will become the puppets of heaven. I don't want to taste the taste of being brainwashed."

"Then Anxi will fight again!"

Everyone roared in a low voice: "Anxi fights again!"

The teams were in a mess, stepping on the mud, and fled towards the northwest with difficulty.

Song Yun had already left the main force and returned to Anxi at full speed.

I don't know when the Heavenly Demon and Heavenly Ghost will come, so naturally we have to make some preparations in advance.

At this time, Anxi had already prepared for evacuation, and the settlement near the oasis was empty.

There are only a large number of supplies such as food, medicine, and armor nearby, which are sorted and piled up, ready to be used by the coming army.

Song Yun stood quietly in the middle of the oasis, with both hands outstretched, each holding a long sword that appeared out of thin air.

The bronze long sword of the highest grade in heaven, and the golden human emperor sword of the highest grade in heaven.

The bronze long sword is his main weapon. After countless life-and-death battles, it has become a natal weapon, which can maximize the power of killing swords.

But the grade of the top grade of the sky rank is still a bit low, there are not enough materials for the upgrade, and it is too late to get it now.

The grade of the Renhuang sword is sufficient, but it doesn't completely match his swordsmanship.

As a sword that symbolizes the identity of the leader of the human race, Song Yun could not use it before.

This time, he traveled to the era of the Five Emperors and became Emperor Xuan, so he could force the sword, but the effect was not good enough.

How to use the Human Emperor Sword?

Song Yun recalled the experience when he climbed to the top of the sword tower.

The phantom weapon of "Great Xia's number one swordsman Song Xuan" was not a long bronze sword, but a gold and black steel sword that had never been seen before.

The shape of the sword is quite similar to the bronze long sword, and the breath is also somewhat similar to the human emperor sword.

"I understand."

Pa, Song Yun joined the two long swords together.

"System, temporarily fuse these two swords, using the Renhuang Sword as a guide, to help the bronze long sword rise to the highest level of heaven!"

Swish—the two long swords disappeared in an instant, and the system started casting.

Because it was only a temporary fusion, it was completed in less than half an hour.

A brand new best sword appeared in his hand.

It is still the specification of a bronze long sword, four feet long and three fingers wide, but the color has changed from dark blue to jet black, and the material has also changed. It looks like copper and steel, with both sharpness and toughness, making it more suitable for fighting.

The Human Emperor's sword left behind a series of mysterious golden patterns, covering the surface of the sword.

The gold-patterned black steel sword of "Great Xia's number one swordsman Song Xuan" was released today.

A cold light flickered between the sharp edges, and the murderous aura rose without wind.

This is a pure life-killing sword, born only to drink blood.

Kill the immortals and drink the blood of the gods!

Song Yun stretched out his fingers and brushed the cold sword, and said in a deep voice:
"Lei Jian, Tian Yin!"

Rumbling—there was no thundercloud in the sky, but the sword trembled and thunder sounded.

Crackling, blue-purple arcs jumping in the air, filled with a scorching breath.

The sky-level sword skill "Thunder Sword Picture" was obtained from the top of the sword tower, and the sword was tempered with thunder, thereby inspiring magical effects and tyrannical power.

Song Yun had never touched the sky thunder before, until a few days ago, he survived the ghost and fairy thunder eight times in a row, and took the opportunity to practice this skill to a small degree.

After practicing, the sword comes with a lightning attack, which is extremely lethal to both tangible flesh and blood and invisible souls.

With all kinds of powerful sword skills in his body, Song Yun's current combat power is already comparable to that of the early human immortal.

When one is truly promoted to a Martial Dao Immortal, there will be a huge increase.

Now I just wait for the heavenly gods to come and die.

Wow... the sand grains around my feet seemed to be flowing.

Song Yun's body sank into the ground, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, set up a concealment formation, and began to accumulate sword intent silently.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the day passes, and smoke and dust gradually rise in the distance.

The next day, a group of defeated generals rushed to Anxi one after another.

Finally arrived at the foothold, the tribal warriors were exhausted, lying on the ground one by one, panting heavily, blood stained with sand all over their bodies.

Seeing that half of the clansmen, relatives and friends around them were lost, many people couldn't help crying bitterly.

The Huaishui battle was a terrible one.

On the frontal battlefield alone, 4 people died in front of the heavenly soldiers.

The remaining 6 people fled all the way north, were chased and killed by the heavenly soldiers and generals, and more than 1 people died.

If they ran separately, maybe the losses would be less, but the four emperors insisted on retreating in a concentrated manner.

The order is extremely strict, even if everyone is puzzled, Emperor Zun's authority cannot be defied.

Tianting didn't disperse when they saw this, all the 20 main battle troops followed, and they will arrive in Anxi soon, and they must be wiped out.

This group of fighters is the elite of the various tribes, and there are a large number of innate and master masters. Once they are all killed in battle, the northern tribes will no longer have the power to resist.

The soldiers also understood that the escape was only temporary, and there would be another battle soon.

But can it be won?
Before 10 people lost, how can 4 people fight now?
Hearing someone crying, several patriarchs scolded: "You are worthless, warriors of our clan, you only shed blood but not tears!"

"The big deal is death. With the protection of Emperor Zun, death is also glorious."

"Think about the family members who are still in the clan. If you admit defeat, they will be brainwashed into believers!"

Some lectures barely boosted morale.

But someone retorted dissatisfiedly: "I'm not afraid of dying in battle, but why is this battle fought like this?"

"Everyone knows now that the army is charging head-on, and we are no match for Heavenly Court at all."

"Scattered, guerrilla harassment, in order to give full play to our strengths!"

Many soldiers echoed, "That's right, there is no difference between beating like this and dying, it is meaningless."

"It's good to spread out."

For a while, Anxi was full of doubts.

Even the patriarchs were silent and did not immediately refute.

In fact, they were also puzzled and angry. If they changed their tactics, they might be able to save a lot of people from dying.

But the four emperors are not allowed!
(End of this chapter)