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

Chapter 49
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of fighting disappeared, and the dark cellar fell into dead silence.

Suddenly, a beam of flame suddenly appeared, it was a torch, and the orange light shone through the thinning black smoke on a young face covered with blood.

A horizontal knife mark appeared under Song Yun's eyebrows, the eyelids of both eyes were cut open, and the wound curled outward, revealing the red eyeballs inside.

Bloodstains, like tears, spread down from the eyes, and a few drops of blood slowly dripped from the jaw.

On the opposite side, the master of Zhaixinglou was nailed to the wall with a long bronze sword.

The long sword was inserted from the heart, and sank deeply, leaving only the hilt exposed.

Even so, the Grandmaster was still alive, with a look of fear in his wide-open eyes.

The two arms without hands were lifted up tremblingly, and there was only a flat section left on the wrist, and blood was gushing out.

As the Grandmaster raised his arm, the faint whistling sound of vigor resounded again, faintly attacking in Song Yun's direction.

"Not dead yet?" Song Yun snorted coldly, swayed sideways, and there were a few dents on the wall behind him, and dust fell down.

Grandmaster's eyes widened, and he asked with difficulty: "You, why can you still see?"

Song Yun sneered and said nothing, bent over, and touched a hand on the ground that was stained with blood and dust.

There was still a short blade tightly in that hand, Song Yun pulled it out forcefully, forcibly pushed aside his stiff fingers, and took out the short blade.

With a flick of his hand, the short blade turned into a ray of cold light, piercing directly through the left eye of the grandmaster, and completely submerged in the skull.

Grandmaster's body stopped trembling immediately, his only right eye froze, and deep in his eyes was full of deep doubts.

To the end of his life, he couldn't figure out why this young man could still see his movements clearly after being stabbed in both eyes.

"Huh—" Song Yun breathed a sigh of relief, slowly sat down against the wall, raised his head and swallowed a recovery pill.

In this battle, it took a lot of trouble to cross the border to fight against the master.

Although it was only the early stage of dealing with the weaker masters, Jing Jun would fight over at any time. Song Yun did not dare to be seriously injured and must maintain a good state.

So he used many tricks to continuously add advantages to himself.

Using black smoke to block the enemy's sight is the first move.

In a narrow indoor duel, forcing a killer to fight head-on, this is the second trick.

In the previous fight, intentionally cut the opponent's wrists. When fighting with weapons, the wrists will be under tremendous pressure, and the injury will continue to worsen. This is the third move.

The master of Zhaixinglou thought that Song Yun's eyes were special, and tried to attack the eyes with a knife as soon as he came up.

Song Yun used his eyes as bait, which was the fourth trick.

When the master drew his sword, there was a sudden explosion, and a killing sword "Splitting the Tiger's Limb" accurately cut off the injured wrist.

This fourth move was very risky, but the master couldn't see clearly, and Song Yun was well prepared and dodged in time, but his eyes were only injured.

Although he couldn't see things for the time being, it didn't affect him to continue to draw the sword.

However, the Grandmaster paid a heavy price for this misjudgment. After his hands were severed, his combat strength was greatly reduced. Song Yun exchanged his injuries for his life and nailed him to the wall with a sword.

So far, almost all the killers sent by Zhaixinglou into Anxi were killed or injured.

The few who escaped by chance are only three or four levels of strength, which is nothing to worry about.

[Warfu Song Yun killed 1 Tier 3 enemy, 57 Tier 129 enemies, 15350 Tier [-] enemies, [-] Tier [-] enemies, martial arts repair value +[-]]

[Current state: Tier [-] Innate Martial Artist, Peak]

[Required initial cultivation level to advance to Tier 59424: 100000/[-]]

Although there were not many enemies who came this time, they were all of high quality, and the weakest was Tier [-], which added a lot of cultivation value to Song Yun.

Even if Zhaixinglou is a large-scale assassin organization, it is difficult to compare with Jing Guo's army. It is probably a traumatic injury for so many masters to die overnight.

This beam can be regarded as completely knotted.

Song Yun was naturally not afraid, and even vaguely looked forward to it, wondering if Zhaixing Building could become a stable source of cultivation...

"It's hard to be promoted to a grandmaster, I'm sorry killers."

After a short rest, Song Yun recovered a bit.

The eyes are still unable to see, but it does not affect the movement. After the medicine is applied to stop the bleeding, it is directly wrapped with a cloth belt.

Putting the body of the master of Zhaxinglou into the [Void Storage Box], Song Yun got up and got out of the tunnel, returning to the ground.

Calling up the [Anxi real-time map], there is no one else in the city, but there are still some killers lingering around the gates of the city, probably waiting for the master to "return in victory".

Before they knew that the Grandmaster was dead, Song Yun hurriedly raised his sword and sneaked over, quietly completing the ending.

At the gate of the city, the sound of swords whistled instantly, and the sky was filled with blood.

Kill from the north gate to the east gate, then to the south gate and west gate.

The killer monitoring the city gate saw a young man with cloth strips wrapped around his eyes and his body soaked in blood walking slowly from the street with a sword in his hand.

[Warfu Song Yun killed 19 Tier 35 enemies, 3250 Tier [-] enemies, martial arts repair value +[-]]

[Current state: Tier [-] Innate Martial Artist, Peak]

[Required initial cultivation level to advance to Tier 62674: 100000/[-]]

Only a few people fled out of the city in a hurry, and Song Yun didn't go out to chase them, so he let them go back to report.

"Next time, bring more people. I have nothing else here, except that there are many cemeteries. Feng Shui may be a bit poor, but it's quiet enough."

The surviving killer turned around in horror, only to see the young man standing alone at the gate of the city, waving at them.

The killers felt that the hairs on their bodies were standing on end, they turned around quickly, ran wildly, and disappeared into the yellow sand of the desert under the dim moonlight.

After seeing off the guests enthusiastically, Song Yun sheathed his sword and went back home.

At the side of the hut, he first rescued the one who was caught earlier.

Although the man was a congenital master, he fainted in the poisonous smoke, inhaled too much poisonous gas, and almost died. He was fed a miasma clearing pill by Song Yun, barely hanging his life.

"Han Qing, come out."

Gao Hanqing heard the call from outside, crawled out of the cellar, saw the cloth tape wrapped around Song Yun's eyes, was shocked, and rushed over.

"Brother Song, your eyes..."

"It's okay, the injury is not serious, just rest for a while."

Song Yun waved his hand and led him to the open space next to him.

With a wave of his right hand, more than 100 corpses were thrown out of thin air, rolled to the ground, and piled up one after another, scaring Gao Hanqing back a few steps, and said in a startled voice:

"Brother Song killed all these people?"

"It's just the two of us in the city. If I didn't kill it, how could it be you?" Song Yun chuckled and patted him on the shoulder. "First touch the corpse, then burn it. You should be familiar with the process, right?"

"Well... I'm familiar with it." Gao Hanqing was a little distracted, staring at the black-clothed corpses stacked high on the ground, and couldn't help but recall the pile of corpses of Jing Jun in Anxi City when he was rescued by Song Yun.

Could it be that so many Jing Jun were killed by Brother Song in this way?

(End of this chapter)