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

The human race gathered in the northwest and entered a state of intense preparations for war.

The granaries were full, and the ditches were spread out vertically and horizontally, and the spears and leather armors made in a hurry were distributed to every soldier.

Thirty thousand old and weak women and children will not participate in the battle, and will hide in the large formation set up by Qishan Taoist Palace.

The remaining 1 fighters, at least all have innate strength, they will guard the periphery of the formation, relying on the trenches, to protect their relatives, friends and fellow clansmen.

Song Yun and the other four emperors will be at the front, responsible for dealing with the strongest beasts and bearing the heaviest pressure.

Among them, Song Yun alone dealt with the two demon emperors, and "by the way" killed the first wave of beasts that charged into Anxi.

All five of them knew very well that the task was arduous, so they practiced in closed doors all day long, not daring to stop for a moment.

Driven by the huge pressure, the efficiency of cultivation has also been raised to the extreme.

One day, two days, three days...

Song Yun first focused on cultivating the sword emperor body, and kept approaching the state of human-sword integration. The power of the sword increased rapidly, from [-]% to [-]%, and then to [-]%, and the speed of progress slowed down.

Then he began to practice the way of qi and blood, relying on "Qi Hai Xue Tian Gong" to improve his body, taking pills like chewing jelly beans, the massive nutrients turned into massive qi and blood power, stored in the limbs and bones, making every day A drop of blood is as pure as a ruby.

Regardless of killing swordsmanship or sword emperor body, hurting others will definitely hurt oneself, and the faster you enter the realm, the more obvious the side effects will be.Yin Han's talent in swordsmanship is amazing, but before he met Song Yun, he was stuck in the late martial arts stage, which is why.

Now Song Yun uses the way of qi and blood to counteract the side effects of killing and cutting swordsmanship, one kills one nourishment, the two phases are reconciled, and the effect is amazing.

Half a month passed in a hurry, and the fierce beasts did not take a step to the northwest, and did not offend the human race.

Such a state seems to be a precious peace, but everyone knows that this is just a quiet moment on the eve of the Great War.

The more turbulent the situation is, the more turbulent the bottom will be.

One day half a month later, taking advantage of the clear weather, Yin Ke flew up into the sky, looked around as usual, and observed the situation around the tribe.

What he saw this time made him feel suffocated!

Tens of miles away, smoke and dust gradually rose in all directions, and black shadows in the smoke and dust surrounded Anxi.

Although he had been psychologically prepared, Yin Ke's hands still couldn't help shaking at this moment.

He took a deep breath and shouted:
"The beast is coming!"

boom--

The whole of Anxi turned from silence to boiling in an instant.

The soldiers kept their armor all day long, and kept their stone spears at hand all the time. When they heard the shouts, they immediately put on their stone spears, ran and lined up, and stepped into the trenches in an orderly manner according to the arrangements they had made long ago.

Prepared for many days, just for this moment.

Some people were so nervous that they couldn't even run steadily, and fell to the ground crookedly, and were immediately pulled up by the people behind.

"Cheer up!" the patriarchs of all clans shouted one after another.

This is a life-and-death battle for the human race. If you win, you will survive and rise from then on; if you lose, you will become the ration of ferocious beasts.

Everyone knows the significance of this battle and dare not neglect in the slightest.

At this moment, everyone is working together.

Feeling the anxious atmosphere in the air, Song Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.

With every breath, there seemed to be a great storm in the small room. …

Between the wind and the waves, there was another roar of sword energy.

The next moment, the earth-shattering vision suddenly disappeared into nothingness.

All the auras were restrained and contained firmly in the body, a shooting star seemed to flash across the depths of Song Yun's eyes, and the light disappeared in a flash.

After retreating for half a month, his state has reached its peak.

Enough for a fight.

The white robe moved slightly, disappeared in an instant, and then appeared in the sky.

Around one after another, figures flew out one after another.

Yin Han, Xuanwu, Taizhu, Qinghuang, the four emperors surrounded Song Yun, standing upright against the wind with weapons in their hands.

More than 70 martial saints and ghost immortals also soared into the sky, staring at the high emperor with reverent eyes, and then looked at the layers of black shadows in the distance.

The strong people of the human race came out together, without any reservations, and went all out to fight this battle.

The ferocious beasts didn't intend to hide and sneak, so they surrounded them openly and kept shrinking the encirclement.

The claws hit the ground with a bang, and the heavy bodies ran like mountains.

In the rumbling sound, Anxi was trembling like a lonely boat surrounded by a storm.

Falcons circled around, blocking all the retreating directions of the human race.

The strong men flying in mid-air looked around without saying a word, but they had already estimated the number of attacking beasts in their hearts.

At least forty thousand.

There are [-] adult beasts, each of which is at least equivalent to the innate realm of the human race, and there are hundreds of beast masters.

In terms of actual combat, more than four innate warriors are needed to besiege and kill an adult beast.

And once the ferocious beasts gather in groups, their combat power will rise again.

In the past miserable years, hundreds of fierce beasts often charged in groups, easily breaking up the defensive formation of the human race, and then exterminating one tribe after another.

Forty thousand ferocious beasts besieged Anxi, and the wind swept across the sky. It was the first time even Emperor Zun had seen this terrifying battle.

Xuanwu and the others all looked extremely solemn. When deducing the situation before the battle, they were as bold as possible, but they still underestimated the mobilization ability of the Demon Emperor.

This is not something that can come with long legs. Forty thousand beasts move together, and the food consumed every day is huge, and it is difficult for the Demon Emperor to support it.

There are also hostile relations between different races, and internal strife may occur at any time.

But at this moment, the formation of the ferocious beasts was quite neat, and there was no chaos, obviously carefully prepared.

"This is the overlord of the world. When you really use your full strength, the human race will appear too weak." Xuan Wu moved his lips, but didn't say anything, afraid that Song Yun would feel that he would disturb the morale of the army.

"This battle is difficult..."

Even if he is as belligerent as Yin Han, his face is frosty now, his mouth is tightly pursed, and he doesn't say a word.

Only Song Yun looked relaxed, and said indifferently: "There are so many here? This will save trouble."

"How to save trouble?" Qinghuang glanced at him in surprise.

Song Yun smiled slightly: "If you gather in one place, you can kill them the fastest. I don't need to chase them everywhere."

"..." Everyone was stunned.