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

Chapter 393

Looking at the four main stages of the history of the human race-the barbaric era, the era of the Five Emperors, the Great Xia Dynasty, and the century-old troubled times.In different periods, a white-robed swordsman appeared, slaying the demon emperor, sealing the heavenly court, killing the emperor, guarding the lonely city... He changed the fate of the human race many times, pushing the wheel of history forward.

The swordsmanship of these white-robed swordsmen is similar, the style is the same, and even the names are very similar.

Such an astonishing coincidence is rarely known, because the traces of the past have long since disappeared with the wind, or been buried in the dust.

But there are always some strong men with a long lifespan who can see through the fog of history and see the hidden coincidences, and are surprised to find that all the white-robed swordsmen are suspected to be the same person.

However, they don't know the secret of traveling through time, so they can only speculate that this is the constant reincarnation and reconstruction of Emperor Xuan.

Every time the white-robed swordsman appears, he is weaker than before, which can also be explained by reincarnation——

Becoming a top player requires not only qualifications, but also opportunities and luck. Once you are unlucky, it will be difficult to achieve the achievements of your previous life. In life, difficulties are always easier than opportunities.

Therefore, Emperor Xuan was at the peak of Human Immortal when he slayed the Demon Emperor, he had just been promoted to Human Immortal when he dealt with Heavenly Court, and he was only at the peak of Martial Saint when he fought against Xia Qi...

As for Song Yun in the century-old troubled times, he was killed by the thunder in the late stage of Martial Saint.

This kind of law successfully confused everyone, including the red-faced youth at this time, who did not pay enough attention to this "Anxi Human Massacre".

The red-faced youth hid in Liang Guo's barracks, cooperated with Lin Jun to cast spells, and successfully sealed off the entire Anxi City.

Everyone observed for a while, but found nothing unusual about Anxi.

The mysterious means to scare and kill the enemy generals did not appear either.

Both Jing Jun and Liang Jun's top management breathed a sigh of relief.

"No matter what methods are hidden in Anxi, they should have been exhausted, or they are only effective in Anxi City." King Jing Yi analyzed, "Now that Anxi has been completely sealed off and isolated from the outside world, it seems that there is no need to worry gone."

With his hands behind his back, Lin Jun said calmly: "Everything is ready, then prepare for the war." After saying that, he turned and flew back to the barracks.

King Jing Yi glanced at the direction of Liang Guo's barracks again, and frowned slightly.

"Who is hiding in the barracks? It is clear that there are nine thunder disasters in the high realm, but he wants to hide his whereabouts. What does this person want to do?"

The mature and prudent King Jing Yi did not expose Lin Jun on the spot, but kept the matter in his heart.

In any case, the problem that has troubled Jing Guo for more than ten years has been perfectly solved, and the most important thing now is to attack the northwest of Tang State!
As long as they can invade the Tang Kingdom and open up the situation, Jing Kingdom will get out of the predicament, and the boiling public opinion in the country will also calm down.

"Although Song Yun died, the various arrangements left behind have suppressed our country for 15 years, but he is dead after all. No matter how many arrangements are made, it will not last long. The era of great scenes will come!" King Jingyi looked to the east quietly, his gaze Firm and fiery.

The city on the sand built opposite Anxi was named "Zhenxi City", which means "Yongzhen Anxi", and soon exerted strategic significance.

The next day, thousands of mule carts set off from Jingguo and entered Zhenxi City to unload the cartloads of military supplies.

Swords, halberds, large shields, bows and arrows, armor... Almost all of Jing Jun's inventory was moved here, because not only for his own use, but also for Liang Jun.

After all, this town west city was built by others, and Jing Jun is equivalent to borrowing it, and he needs to pay a price.

A few days later, a war fortress with abundant supplies, fortified defenses, and a [-]-strong army was formed.

Here, Liang and Jing will become the base for attacking Tang.

The desolate horn sounded, mixed with the wind and sand above the desert, and echoed in the northwest sky, like a final lament.

Soon, Liang, Jing and the two countries held the pass with heavy troops, and the northwest of Tang State was in a hurry. The news spread, shocking the whole world.

The Tang State was surrounded by enemies, and the already stretched military strength became even more scarce, and it suddenly changed from a balance of power to a disadvantage.

The one-armed general Gao Hanqing sits on the northwest defense line and leads the Beiting army to fight. He fought King Jing Yi for hundreds of rounds, but was defeated and retreated.

Canghai Ke quickly dispatched two Loose Cultivator Venerables to go to the northwest, but they were defeated by Lin Jun and Xiao Jiping.

In order to preserve its strength, the Tang army had to abandon many border passes and retreat steadily.

Soon most of Shuofang Road fell.

For many years, the northwest has been the most stable frontier of the Tang Kingdom. Wars are generally fought in Anxi, and the hinterland of the northwest is not affected, so a large number of people have settled here.

Sudden torment by the flames of war, most of the people had no time to retreat, and either died tragically on the way to escape, or were taken away by Liang Jing's army and taken to foreign countries as coolies.

Gao Hanqing couldn't help but tried to fight back against Jing Jun, but was almost besieged and killed by King Jing Yi and Lin Jun.

Monarchs and ministers from all over the world beamed with joy after receiving the battle report. They understood that the Tang Kingdom would not be able to hold on.

The armies of various countries followed up one after another, exerting pressure from multiple fronts.

Tang Jun was forced to be out of breath. He couldn't defend against so many enemy troops at all.

The situation took a turn for the worse, Tang Wang Li Tianyang turned gray overnight.

"The Kingdom of Tang is about to perish!"

Similar public opinions spread rapidly, and became very popular for a while.

Deep in the desert.

The "big bowl" with a radius of tens of miles was still turned upside down, covering Anxi tightly. The wind and rain did not come in, and the light was difficult to enter. The whole city fell into darkness and silence, becoming a real ghost town.

Today, in the dead silence, suddenly there was a click.

Someone is walking lightly, walking in the dark streets.

"Who doesn't open his eyes and dares to seal my territory?" The man said to himself, "Seeing the traces of magic arts, it has the style of the late summer..."

In the deep darkness, a white light suddenly lit up, like white lightning from bottom to top, penetrating the void.

Stab it!

The black curtain above was torn apart violently, and the "big bowl" transformed by the magic circle trembled wildly a few times, and then shattered!

Sunlight poured in like a tide, and Anxi regained the light in an instant, illuminating a long bronze sword hanging in the air.

The dark blue color is solid and introverted, the sword body is slender and straight, the cold light flows at the edge, and a faint cold mist is generated by itself.

This is a bronze sword that once shocked the world and killed all countries with fear. It is the nightmare in the hearts of countless strong men.

Now it's back.

A black array whized into the air, trying to fly away.

The white robe flashed, stopped it, stretched out his hand to grab it, and looked at it carefully.

"This array is indeed a product of the late period of the Great Xia, and it would definitely not be able to be created with the level of Taoism in a century-old chaotic world."

"Tsk tsk, it seems that there are old people and children from the Great Xia era who are at work. I don't know which one? Maybe I recognized it back then."

Song Yunfei went up to the sky, looking at Zhenxi City dozens of miles away, with an indifferent expression on his face.

"The people who didn't finish killing back then, let's kill them all together this time."

(End of this chapter)