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

Chapter 323

"I don't know you? On the day of Anxi's meeting, he noticed you as soon as he entered the palace, and his eyes clearly knew you. This old man can't be mistaken!" Huangdi said firmly.

"Convict me just by looking at someone? How stupid, no wonder you are the last of the Five Emperors of the North!" Xia Qi taunted him when he heard the anger.

"You—" Huang Di glared angrily.

Song Yun was leisurely watching the show, at this moment he said slowly: "Xuanwu, you are wrong, I really didn't know Xia Qi at the time, but the young man looked good, so I just nodded."

"If I knew you were so suspicious, I might as well laugh at all of your apprentices, why don't you clean up the house?"

Huangdi shook his body, and started vomiting blood again in anger.

He looked up at Xia Qi again, but his tone softened:

"Disciple, I made a mistake because of my teacher, so I shouldn't be suspicious, I will apologize to you for my teacher."

"We are a family after all, Song Xuan is an outsider, and the world is safe when we rule the world. If you cooperate with Song Xuan, you will be cheated to death by him sooner or later!"

Huangdi pointed at Song Yun with his trembling fingers, "This guy is cunning, you don't know how difficult it is, so don't believe anything he says!"

Song Yun chuckled and didn't refute.

Xia Qi took a look at Song Yun, sensed the depleted momentum, and understood that Emperor Xuan would not live long.

Looking at the Yellow Emperor again, although he was seriously injured, he still spoke with great energy, and it would not be a problem to survive another 3 to [-] years.

Comparing the two, it goes without saying which one to choose.

Xia Qi expressionless, slowly raised the wooden knife.

"Master, since you want to kill me, then don't complain if I kill you."

"Murderers, people will always kill them."

Huang Di realized that it was the end of the road, so he stopped begging for mercy, straightened his body and said with a sneer:

"Xia Qi, remember what you said now, and don't complain when someone kills you in the future!"

"This old man has a premonition that the one who will kill you in the end will most likely be the 'ally' next to you, hehehe..."

Xia Qi glanced at Song Yun suspiciously, but insisted on his own thoughts.

No more hesitation, the sword fell.

Huangdi's head rolled off his body.

Drops of blood are scattered in the wind like broken onyx.

Song Yun didn't care about the desolate end of the emperor, but looked around reminiscently, engraving the familiar scenes of this world in his heart as much as possible.

The next moment, the world is spinning, all the pictures are like glass being hit by a hammer, and they are instantly shattered. The chaotic lights are intertwined and scattered, and the eyes are charming...

The desert is full of smoke, and the wind and sand are thousands of miles away. The three returned to Anxi.

The Yellow Emperor was standing in front of Song Yun, holding the Renhuang Sword in his hand and was about to cut it down.

But his eyes were dull and his breathing had stopped.

When the rough desert wind blew, the dragon robe fluttered, and the body of the Yellow Emperor shook for a while, and collapsed like a falling mountain.

"If you die in the illusion of Li Huanzhu, you will die directly in the real world!"

Song Yun's heart shuddered, and he remembered his experience of climbing the Daofa Dianzang Pagoda.

If he hadn't completed the task of climbing the building and was killed by Jing Jun in the illusion, the consequences would have been disastrous...

Fortunately, everything has passed, no matter how powerful Qi was tens of thousands of years later, he died by his own sword after all.

Song Yun calmly looked at Xia Qi who was walking over, pressed the black steel sword with gold pattern in his hand, and smiled slightly.

Xia Qi walked slower and slower, hesitating in his heart.

Do you want to do it?
This Emperor Xuan is as mysterious as an abyss, and it is impossible for people to see through it.

On the contrary, it was himself, and many secrets were revealed by Emperor Xuan.

Looking at the battle just now, although Emperor Xuan was very old, he still had good explosive power, even the Yellow Emperor could hardly defeat him.

If they really want to match up, he is not sure.

More importantly, Emperor Xuan never showed the desire to dominate the world - if he really wanted to, he could have done so tens of thousands of years ago.

That being the case, just wait until people slowly die of old age.

Thinking of this, Xia Qi still relaxed, pretending to smile nonchalantly:

"It's finally over! We won!"

After finishing speaking, he dragged the body of the Yellow Emperor along with the Human Emperor Sword.

When taking the Renhuang Sword, he carefully glanced at Song Yun.

Seeing that Song Yun didn't express anything, Xia Qi felt a little relieved, hung the Renhuang Sword on his waist, touched it again, and was secretly delighted.

Slowly, the tribal fighters who left Anxi saw that the aftermath of the battle subsided, and gathered again.

The life-and-death battle between the three of them just now took place in an illusion, and the tribal warriors didn't know it. Seeing the Yellow Emperor fall, they thought it was the death of the gods of heaven, and couldn't help crying and knelt down.

Emperor Qing died in the air, his body turned into thousands of blue lights, many people saw it.

The bodies of Baidi and Chidi were lying beside them.

The four emperors who ruled the north for tens of thousands of years were all killed in battle!

The tribal warriors mourned to the sky and sang, as if they wanted to bid farewell to Emperor Zun's heroic spirit.

"Zhenjiang Mountain guards the common people, kills the gods and closes the gate of heaven..."

Facing the crazy erosion of the Heavenly Court, the Four Northern Emperors did not sit idly by, but chose to fight with all their strength, defeated the Heavenly Court with all their strength, and won a tragic victory.

Although the two giants of the Heavenly Court, the Samsara God and the Kongming Immortal, did not die, the Qing Emperor sealed the Tianmen with the power of life, leaving tens of thousands of years for people.

This tragic victory has completely saved the human race!
Xia Qi saw that the tribal warriors had gathered around, took the opportunity to unleash the mighty aura of a martial artist, opened his arms and said:
"Bros--"

But before he had time to make a declaration, he saw these soldiers saluting to Song Yun one after another:

"Thank you Xuandi for your help!"

Xia Qi's face froze.

Although he paid a lot after the battle of Huaishui, how can he compare with Song Yun's shocking record of killing three gods with one sword?
In the eyes of the tribal warriors, it was the powerful return of Emperor Xuan that opened up the situation and helped the northern tribes win.

Now that the four emperors are all dead, Emperor Xuan has the most prestige, so he naturally becomes their backbone.

Xia Qi was a little unhappy, but he didn't show it.

He picked up Huangdi's body, pretended to be in pain and wept a few times, attracting the tribal warriors under Huangdi's command.

Talk to a few patriarchs again, squeeze out a smile just after crying, and talk sweetly, taking the opportunity to accept the tribal power left by the Yellow Emperor.

Of the four northern emperors, the Yellow Emperor has the most tribes and is the strongest. Xia Qi regards him as an important team to dominate the world and is striving for it with all his strength.

Of course, many patriarchs came to Song Yun's side, wanting to get close.

Looking at this scene, Song Yun felt a little bored in his heart.

"To seek hegemony, to seek hegemony, after all, the common people are used as pawns, and the common people are pawns."

"Such an act was not done by a warrior..."

The later Xia Qi had enjoyed the world alone for [-] years. There were countless treasures of heaven and earth piled up in the palace, and there were millions of precious books in the collection tower. His own martial arts talent was also extremely strong.

With such favorable conditions, but still failed to advance to the late stage of human immortality, perhaps this is the problem.

Wufu, fight the world alone, don't ask others!
(End of this chapter)