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

Chapter 77 Ghost Immortal Shaman
Without the leader of the Grand Master Warlord, the Northern Plains cavalry returned to the old tactics of roaming and harassment.

But also lost the last glimmer of hope for a comeback.

Forming an formation to launch a suicide charge, Song Yun had to deal with it seriously.

As for this loose formation, there is not much difference between 6000 people and [-] pigs.

Surrounded by sword energy, it spread outward, easily cutting through all enemies blocking the way.

Ride after ride and fall helplessly...

By the time these cavalrymen realized that something was wrong and wanted to run, it was already too late.

Song Yun directly sealed the door with sword energy, so no one could leave!
He exposed a lot of methods in this battle, and he tried to hide as much as possible.

Even if it takes a little more effort, all the cavalry in the city must be killed!

The blade flew like lightning, circling round and round in Anxi City.

shhhhhh...

Every time it went down, there were hundreds of thousands of beheads, bringing blood waves to the sky, and wailing from all over the city.

In the last circle, the lives of the last few hundred people were ended, and the bronze long sword flew back to Song Yun's hands with a clear sound.

The night wind howls, the moonlight dims.

In the huge Anxi City, only Song Yun was left standing alone in the center dressed in white.

There are layers of corpses all around, soaked in the blood lake, torn apart, none of them is complete.

More than [-] Beiyuan elite cavalry were slaughtered in less than half an hour!
[Song Yun, the town warrior, killed 5 Tier 63 enemies, 209 Tier 985 enemies, 3391 Tier 7337 enemies, 10 Tier [-] enemies, [-] Tier [-] enemies, and [-] Tier [-] enemies. Martial arts repair value + [-]]

[Current state: Tier [-] martial arts master, late stage]

[Cultivation value required to advance to the sixth-order peak: 5/10]

[Current luck value: 137 million]

Song Yun had no expression on his face, and weighed the bronze sword in his hand.

This sword beheaded ten thousand people in one night, and those who killed were all young warriors, bathed in fresh blood, it was the time when the evil spirit was at its strongest.

If you hang it outside the house, even ghosts and immortals will not come close.

The sword pointed downwards obliquely, aiming at the shaman's spirit under the jade seal.

"No, don't, young people have something to say..."

Swish, the bronze sword stabbed down, piercing through the phantom in an instant.

The shaman soul screamed, curled up, and completely lost the power to resist.

Xuan Dixi took advantage of the situation to press down.

The crackdown is complete.

Song Yun pressed the seal with one palm, until it reached the ground and was buried under the sand.

"You stay here first, we will talk later."

He let go of his hands and looked up, looking at the direction in which the Beiyuan cavalry entered the city.

His figure floated, and he raised his sword and rushed out the door.

Outside the city, a group of northern plains cavalry escorted the shaman's body, fleeing to the north in a panic.

These people originally thought that if [-] cavalry entered the city, even if they couldn't save the shaman, they would be able to stabilize the situation and contain Song Yun.

Unexpectedly, [-] cavalry didn't even hold out for half an hour.

They found an army-shattering sword qi massacring in the city, and immediately realized that something was wrong, turned around and started running.

But it was too late.

Song Yun hurriedly chased after him. Although he was out of the realm of luck, the body skills of "Sky Ghost Escaping the Sky" were still there, and his speed was still faster than that of a war horse.

Looking at the right angle, a sword gang shot out angrily, cutting off all the legs of a dozen horses in front.

The warriors of Beiyuan groaned, and they all fell to the ground together with the body of the shaman.

Looking at the young man in white who came with a sword, they roared angrily:
"Shan Yu will lead an army to avenge us..."

"Is there such a good thing?" Song Yun chopped off their heads with a single sword.

Bending down to search, these cavalrymen are very poor and have nothing good.

That shaman was carrying a bunch of weird things, and Song Yun carried him back to Anxi City.

As soon as he entered the city gate, he immediately activated the [Void Storage Box] and put all the items on the shaman into it to prevent that guy from causing trouble.

Song Yun even wanted to take the shaman's body as well.

It's a pity that this body is still alive, breathing smoothly, similar to a vegetable, and the [Void Storage Box] only accepts dead objects.

Not far away, the shaman's soul was still firmly suppressed under the Emperor Xuan's seal. Seeing his physical body, he was very excited, but he could only beg for mercy.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you now." Song Yun said with a smile, "It's not easy to meet a strong man, let's have a chat, who are you? Where are you from? What are you doing in Anxi?"

The shaman's life was in Song Yun's hands, and he no longer had the arrogance he had before, so he obediently confessed.

It was only then that Song Yun realized that to the north of the desert was the vast and boundless Gobi and grasslands, the nomadic place of the Northern Plains people.

Now all the tribes in the Northern Plains are basically unified, and they all follow Uwe Shanyu's orders, and their forces are gathered together, claiming to have hundreds of thousands of riders.

However, everyone in the nomadic tribe is a soldier, and this "hundreds of thousands" is very watery.

The 1 people who came to Anxi are already considered elite, and there are many masters, but their military quality is obviously inferior to that of Jing Jun and Beiting Army.

This time, they went south to pick up bargains while Tang Jing was at war.

Uwe Shanyu led a large army to attack several camps of the Jing army in the north, and fought against the ghosts of Jingguo.

The shaman sneaked south with [-] elites, trying to attack Anxi - all the captured soldiers said that this city was the most important, so they naturally didn't want to miss it.

This fell into a pit.

"It's actually like this..." Song Yun didn't expect that Jing Jun would take the initiative to bring customers to his door.

Meng Huo was detained in Anxi, and the armistice agreement has been in effect. The people of Jingguo didn't dare to take action against themselves, so they came up with this method.

Song Yun could only welcome this.

Now he bears [-]% of the luck of the Tang Kingdom, and Anxi is in the realm of luck, and it is difficult to find an opponent in the city.

Only when many martial saints and ghosts come to besiege, can they create enough threat.

Or like just now, when the army enters the city and tries to break through the field of luck, it will undoubtedly give another wave of experience.

Knowing that Uwe Shanyu is only three or four hundred miles away from Anxi, Song Yun didn't hesitate, and began to ask about the ghost fairy...

This is an important realm of practicing Taoism. Although the combat power does not feel as good as that of a martial artist, he has various mysterious methods, which are miraculously spread in the rivers and lakes.

Unlike martial saints who slowly improve their martial arts cultivation, ghost immortals improve their realm by crossing thunder and calamity.

From one thunder disaster to nine thunder disasters, each level has different new magical powers.

The aged shaman in front of him is only in the realm of the second thunder tribulation.

It can separate thousands of divine thoughts, with infinite changes, but it is still restrained by various masculine and bloody auras, and its combat power is not strong.

Song Yun raised the most interesting question again:

"It is said that ghosts and immortals can be reincarnated? Wouldn't that mean immortality?"

In this world, there is no such thing as reincarnation.All souls are born in the body and die in the body, and they can only live one life.

Only ghosts and immortals can separate the soul from the original body, and go to the womb of a pregnant woman who has been pregnant for less than three months, and be reborn.

The shaman shook his head, "Isn't it so easy to live forever? Ghosts and immortals seize the house, there are mysteries in the womb, and only a small part of the memory can be brought to the next life."

"The lower the realm, the less memory you can carry, and you must give priority to inheritance and enlightenment."

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