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

Chapter 319 The Yellow Emperor's Ambition

At this moment, there is no one else in Anxi City.

Heavenly soldiers and generals all died in the blood-drinking sword field. After getting rid of the white light of sacrifice, more than 4 tribal warriors could not bear the aftermath of the battle between the strongest and all retreated far away.

The only ones alive now are Song Yun and Huang Di.

Huangdi's injury seemed serious, but it was far from fatal. With the strong physique of a martial artist, he could recover in less than two months.

And Song Yun used the secret method of burning blood continuously. Although his vitality is not exhausted now, he doesn't have much life left.

If you try your best, you won't even survive for a few days.

In the chaos, the two emperors stood facing each other, and the atmosphere became delicate.

Huangdi Xuanwu barely concealed the smile on the corner of his mouth, but he pretended to sigh:

"It's a pity that you are all going to die. In this world... it seems that I am the only Xeon left."

After saying that, he shook the golden long sword in his hand.

"This sword is called the Human Sovereign... Back then, Qinghuang even laughed at me because of it, but I don't know that everything is predestined, and I am indeed the unique Human Sovereign!"

Huang Di raised his sword and slowly walked towards Song Yun.

"Song Xuan, you have also seen the lessons of the Huaishui battle. The divided clan system is too backward. Only when the human race is united can they exert greater strength."

"In this world, there is no need for five emperors, one emperor is enough."

"For the sake of the common people in the world, please continue to reincarnate."

The Renhuang sword was raised high, and the invisible shock force was transmitted, blocking the space where Song Yun could dodge.

At the juncture of life and death, Song Yun still had a half-smile, his eyes full of sarcasm, and he said, "You're wrong."

This look, these words, instantly angered Huang Di.

Tens of thousands of years ago, he was unwilling to listen to Emperor Xuan, but he was firmly suppressed, and there was no day for his success.

Later, although Emperor Xuan disappeared, he couldn't defeat Baidi and Chidi, and his methods were not as good as Qingdi's.

Every emperor is a proud existence in his bones. Huangdixuanwu is unwilling to be inferior, and has been waiting for the opportunity to stand up.

Today, the opportunity finally came, and he held it firmly in his hands.

He will never allow to be looked down upon like this again!
Huang Di Xuanwu blushed and shouted excitedly:

"This emperor is right! You are not qualified to judge me!"

"Song Xuan, you are no longer the head of the five emperors! You are now a weak warrior!"

"Correct your attitude and beg me well, maybe I will give you a chance to reincarnate."

"Otherwise, with one strike, your soul will be scattered, and you will never be reborn!"

Listening to the threats one after another, Song Yun just sneered sarcastically.

After venting the emotions accumulated for tens of thousands of years, Huang Di quickly regained his composure, and found that the other party was not panicked at all. He frowned and said:
"You guys have always been cunning, do you have any backhands?"

"Forget it, don't care about the backhand, in your current state, you definitely won't be able to use it."

"If you are alive, the Emperor will never be able to feel at ease. Die!"

The Renhuang sword was raised in the air, and was about to chop off his head.

At this time, I heard a loud shout from behind:
"Master, wait!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Huang Di was stunned and turned around stiffly.

I saw a burly red-faced young man flying quickly from the south.

"Xia Qi?" Huang Di asked in surprise, "Where did you go before?"

Xia Qi landed on the ground, squinted his eyes and looked at his master, and said with a smirk:

"Before? According to your military order, go to the rear."

"It's a big loss, but I saved a little life."

The Yellow Emperor regained his majestic demeanor, nodded slightly and said: "It's a great achievement to break the empress, don't worry, I will reward you for my merits tomorrow, and I won't treat you badly."

"Okay, you step back first, don't let anyone approach you nearby."

Although he knew that Xia Qi would definitely hate him, Huang Di didn't care.

For tens of thousands of years, the apprentices under his command came and went like running water, they were just tools for use.

Xia Qi stood there without moving.

"Huh?" Huang Di frowned.

"What are you thinking, kid? Do you want to disobey orders on the battlefield?"

Song Yun sneered from behind, "You precious apprentice has already been promoted to Martial Daoist Immortal, why should you obey your orders?"

"what!"

The Yellow Emperor suddenly turned pale with shock, and looked at Xia Qi again, his aura was indeed a little abnormal, and he didn't know what method he used to hide his real state.

Xia Qi was also taken aback.

He used Li Huanzhu to cover up well, how could Song Yun see through it at a glance?
Seeing that the secret was revealed, he simply didn't hide it anymore, and let out his breath, revealing his true state.

Martial arts immortal!

Qi and blood are as abundant as the sea!

Huangdi's pupils shrank, knowing that he was seriously injured, he didn't dare to tear his face, pulled the corners of his mouth, and forced out a gratified smile——

"That's right, since you've been promoted to a human immortal, it's best to retreat to stabilize your realm first, and when you leave the customs, you will be the next emperor!"

"At that time, I will personally arrange the enthronement ceremony of Emperor Zun for you!"

Xia Qi listened quietly, expressionless, and did not reply.

Huang Di frowned, "Otherwise, what else do you want? Heaven is gone, you and I can divide the world equally, and I will die of old age tens of thousands of years later, you will be the only Xeon..."

Song Yun interrupted him directly, and said with a smile: "Xia Qi, with your strength alone, you still can't defeat this old thing, why don't you and I work together?"

"I don't have much lifespan left, so I definitely died earlier than Xuanwu..."

Huang Di's cheeks twitched with anger, "You bastard, you're still sowing discord when you're about to die!"

"Our master-student love is so deep that everyone in the world can see it. How can you destroy it with just a few words!"

The Renhuang sword hastily chopped down, for fear that the night would be long and dreamy.

Song Yun still showed no signs of fear, even lazily, as if he was sure that this sword would not succeed.

Sure enough, Xia Qizhan smiled, "What Emperor Xuan said...is exactly what I want!"

While speaking, his left hand hidden behind his back lightly waved, revealing a colorful orb in his palm, and the secret shimmering light came over.

The movements of the three stopped at the same time.

In an instant, the world fell into chaos, the desert, the corpse, the setting sun...all the scenes disappeared.

Countless fragmented pictures are reorganized in the rotation——

In autumn, the weather is still a little hot.Knowing that he was hiding among the treetops, he let out a long and short cry, and the afterglow of the setting sun quietly shone on the table through the window, reflecting the shadows of mottled leaves, and the table shook when the wind blew.

Crackling... There was a crackling and dense sound in the room.

Song Yun moved his ten fingers and kept typing on the green axis keyboard, greeting his teammates frantically.

On the computer screen in front of him, the crystal of the base suddenly shattered, and the bright red word "Failure" slowly emerged.

"Hmph, there are three kinds of unfilial piety..."

Song Yun complained a few words, leaned back, and sank into the gaming chair decadently.

The next moment, he thought of something, his body shook, and he jumped up from the chair suddenly.

"Something's wrong, I was just killing people in Anxi, why did I go back to the university dormitory?"

"Could it be that everything before was a dream?"

Although the experience in Anxi was tortuous and bizarre, it only took thirteen or fourteen years, and two of them shaped the heavenly spirit body and fell asleep for a total of ten years.

Sober for no more than four years.

In contrast, the 20 years of living on the earth were the dominant ones, which instantly had an impact on Song Yun's consciousness.

In particular, the scene in front of him was extremely realistic, no different from the university campus in his memory, which made him feel dazed for a while, and the past melted into his mind like a tide.

Creaking, the sound of the bed board shaking came from behind, and someone was getting up from the bed.

Song Yun said instinctively: "Lin Fan, how long have I been playing games?"

There was no response, and the creaking of the bed boards died away.

Feeling a little strange, he turned his head to look at the bed.

The one lying on it was not roommate Lin Fan, but Xia Qi whose face was as red as a jujube.

Xia Qi was still wearing a drenched and tattered battle armor, his nine-foot-tall muscular body squeezed on the bed, propped up on the edge of the bed with one hand, and poked his face out.

At this moment, he was stunned, pointing his finger at the computer on Song Yun's desk, stammering:
"This... what is this?"

(End of this chapter)