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

Chapter 399

In Song Yun's absence for more than ten years, countries fought endlessly, half of the young and middle-aged were killed and injured, and the number of soldiers dropped sharply.

The more than 20 people on the southern front are already nearly half of the main force of Liang, Chen, Cai, and Lu. Once destroyed, the combat power of the four countries will be directly halved, and it will be difficult to pose a threat to Tang.

Coupled with the fact that the strongest Jing army has already suffered a disastrous defeat, the Liao Kingdom on the northeast front can only fight in small ways. If this battle is won, the Tang Kingdom will undoubtedly reverse the situation of the entire war!
The four venerables in the air were as weak as ants in front of Song Yun, but at this moment, the fate of the whole world was involved.

For a time, countless eyes focused on the sky.

More than 20 soldiers of the coalition army all hoped that the four lords could create miracles. Tang Jun on the opposite side remembered the brilliant achievements of Anxi Rentu, and he was full of confidence. He cheered for Song Yun and beat the drums like thunder.

The white robe is in the wind, slowly moving forward.

Song Yun didn't draw a sword, nor did he use space travel and other means.

The left palm is slowly stretched forward, using the slowest and most intuitive way to show tens of thousands of people the difference between martial arts immortals and martial saints.

The four venerables clenched their teeth, all the veins on their bodies popped out, their bones creaked and they mustered all their strength, but they were still unable to move.

They have been firmly suppressed, and they can only watch helplessly as the white robes approach.

Song Yun pressed down with a palm, like a fairy touching the top.

No. 1 Venerable's body trembled a few times, and his head drooped weakly. Immediately, his body fell and fell into the 20 army, causing a burst of exclamation.

Then the second palm came down, and there was still no suspense, and another corpse of the Venerable fell to the ground.

More than 20 people looked up blankly, with despair in their eyes—this is no longer a battle, but a public execution!

Some battle flags have been crooked, some spears have been hung down, and this four-nation united army is rapidly losing its will to fight.

There were also a few generals who looked anxious and secretly transmitted voices to the outside world:
"Urgently, there is an extremely strong person in the Tang Kingdom who is suspected of being in the realm of human immortality!"

"Hurry up and report to the Immortal Venerable, we can't let him kill any more!"

"We must stop this person, otherwise the military spirit of the four countries will completely collapse..."

The generals of the Tang army and the casual cultivators of Donghai gathered behind Canghaike, looking at the seemingly invincible back in front of them, they couldn't help smiling, and said in a relaxed tone:
"It looks like the war is coming to an end."

There was no joy of victory on Cang Haike's face, his ears moved slightly, as if he heard something, and said in a deep voice:
"No, the real war has just begun."

"Those beings hiding behind the scenes, I'm afraid they won't be able to sit still!"

Snapped!Song Yun slapped Venerable No.3's head away with a palm, then looked up at the sky and sneered:
"Still not coming out?"

He held down the head of the last person with one hand, and with a little force with his five fingers, he could hear the sound of the skull being overwhelmed.

boom--

The invisible vibration suddenly swayed like water waves, filling the void in an instant, and the vast and boundless land trembled immediately.

On the battlefield, many soldiers could not stand still and fell directly to the ground, looking at the top of their heads in horror.

It was noon at this time, but a round of pure white full moon suddenly appeared, hanging in the very center of the sky, covering the sun, and facing the earth coldly, the faint white light flowed out endlessly like a mighty tide .

At the source of the white light all over the sky, majestic and ethereal figures emerged, their faces were blurred, and their majestic aura filled the world. They sat on the dome, overlooking the world.

A deep voice sounded like billowing thunder.

"Emperor Xuan, do you want to start a decisive battle?"

"Of course." With a bang, Song Yun crushed the head of the last Venerable, "I'm here for a decisive battle!"

As soon as the words fell, the full moon immediately became brighter, changing from bright to dazzling, like a burning sun, which made countless people in the world unable to open their eyes.

Only a few powerful warriors looked up, and could find a black shadow of a city floating above, like a huge seal, stretching across the air.

The full moon slowly descended, but was blocked by the city above the sky.

"This is……"

Canghaike said with nostalgia: "This is Yangcheng, the capital of Great Xia!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Yangcheng, which has mysteriously disappeared for more than a hundred years, is actually in the sky?
Could it be that for more than 100 years, there has always been a huge city floating above everyone's heads?
"This, this is too exaggerated! Yangcheng is said to be the largest city in history, with a radius of more than fifty miles, and its weight is unimaginable. Who can lift it up to the sky?"

Cang Haike didn't speak, and pointed to the white robe in front of him.

"He did this too?" Everyone was shocked and puzzled, "Anxi Rentu was not born more than 100 years ago, right? Could it be that he was also a big shot in his previous life?"

Cang Haike smiled: "His past life was amazing."

At this moment, there was a huge roar in the air, Bai Yue pressed down strongly, and collided with the suspended Yangcheng!
rumbling...

When the two collided, Bai Yue clearly had the upper hand, while Yang City made an overwhelmed sound, shook for a while, and a large number of building debris fell from the sky.

Song Yun wasn't surprised. When he raised Yangcheng more than 100 years ago, he was still at the peak of a martial saint, with a limited realm, and it was impossible to completely block the Tianmen.

The reason why Tianmen can be suppressed for a hundred years is because of the remaining seal of the Qing Emperor Taizhu, and secondly, the formation of the emperor's mountain and river tripod as a hub, and the power of the earth to seal the sky.

For a hundred years, these immortal gods in the heaven could only harm the world from a distance, but never came in their real bodies, which shows that Yangcheng has completed the task well.

"Yangcheng is a collection of the 4-year-old civilization essence of the Great Xia. It is a pity that it was destroyed in the war. It should be returned to the world."

"When the Heavenly Court is destroyed, the world will be rebuilt with this city as the core."

Song Yun stretched out his hand to move, and the Shanhe Cauldron located in the depths of Yangcheng immediately emitted a misty blue light and turned slowly.

Amidst the rumbling sound, the giant city took the initiative to descend, and under the illumination of the white moon, the projected shadow rapidly expanded on the ground.

More than 20 soldiers looked up in horror, and found that the city was hanging directly above their heads, like a towering mountain covering the sky and the sun. Once it fell completely, everyone would be crushed to pieces!
"Surrender." Song Yun looked at these people, and ordered in an undeniable tone.

"No, the gods in the sky have come to earth, we still have a chance..." Some high-ranking generals stood up enthusiastically, wanting to inspire people's hearts.

He heard a few sword qi piercing through the air, hissing and killing all the generals who tried to resist.

Seeing this, the remaining soldiers and mid-level officers completely lost the will to resist, put down their weapons and surrendered on their knees.

Yangcheng moved sideways for more than ten miles, and finally landed on a large open space beside the battlefield, which happened to be adjacent to the Tang army's camp.

In the distance, a red-faced young man climbed up and looked into the distance, observing the situation on the battlefield. Seeing this scene, he trembled with anger.

"Yangcheng belongs to me! It took me 4 years to build this scale, and he just snatched it!"

(End of this chapter)