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

Chapter 87 Then Take My Sword
However, when they arrived at Xia Ning, the county town of Shuofang Road, the two were dumbfounded.

Zhang Xianke ran away!
They searched the Jiedushi's mansion, military camp and other important places, arrested several Shuofang officials for interrogation, but found no trace of Zhang Xianke.

In the end, I found a few of Zhang Xianke's servants, only to find out that he had slipped to Anxi.

Zhang Songhe and Liu Biao scolded a few times, but did not go after them.

Anxi is far away in the desert, the situation is unknown, and the two of them can't figure out the details of Song Yun. If this is a trap set by Song Yun and the venerables of other countries, it will be more dangerous.

Zhang Xianke ran away, just let the imperial army drive over.

Incorporate the Shuofang army, take over the cities, manage them, and the lost luck will come back.

After discussing with each other, they left Xia Ning City and planned to go south to Hexi Road to investigate the situation and see if He Yansi had also escaped.

But not long after leaving the city gate, he saw a young man appearing on the wilderness in the distance.

This young man was wearing a white gown of Gebu, holding a long bronze sword in his right hand and a broken jade brick in his left hand, looking at them quietly with a leisurely expression.

Zhang Songhe looked over suspiciously, his eyelids twitched suddenly, and exclaimed: "Wu Sheng! How come a Wu Sheng?"

Liu Biao shuddered, tightly grasping the saber at his waist, and staring intently ahead.

"Hiss—is there such a young Martial Saint? Why have I never heard of it?"

Looking at the white clothes and the green sword again, he suddenly remembered the information he had read before, his breathing was slightly stagnant, and he couldn't help losing his composure:
"Song Yun! This seems to be Song Yun!"

"What?" Zhang Songhe said in disbelief, "Didn't that kid in the information just become a Grandmaster? Why did he suddenly become a Martial Saint again?"

The two were still discussing in surprise, but Song Yun had already walked over at a leisurely pace.

As Zhang Xianke publicly declared that he would take refuge in Anxi, his area of ​​luck expanded to the entire Shuofang Road.

Bringing the Seal of Destiny to come here, not only will the realm of the pseudo-martial sage not fall, but it will be improved to a certain extent because of entering the land of Tang and coming to the people.

The talent of [Town City Warrior] has not changed. [Void Storage Box] and [Real-time Map] are only valid in Anxi, and they will be automatically turned off after leaving the city.

However, in the field of luck, with two hostile venerables running around, it was still possible for Song Yun to lock a general position.

Zhang Xianke took refuge in Anxi, that is his subordinate, how could he allow the enemy's venerable to assassinate him at will?

So he came.

On the wasteland, gradually no one made a sound, only the rustling of the wind blowing grass and leaves.

Step by step, Song Yun stepped over the clumps of weeds, getting closer and closer to the two people opposite him.

The white robe is bulging, and the sleeves of the clothes are floating.

The long bronze sword was slowly drawn out of its sheath, standing upright against the wind, its sharp edge shone by the sun.

Zhang Songhe and Liu Biao entered a state of high alert, staring vigilantly at the young man opposite, ready to strike at any time.

The atmosphere was extremely stagnant.

The next moment, a chuckle sounded.

"Dare to come to my site to make trouble? Then take my sword."

A faint blue light suddenly lit up.

The sword breaks the long wind, and the anger rushes to the bullfight.

The air of boundless killing appeared overwhelmingly, rose and condensed again, and was finally compressed into a thin blue-red sharp light.

"Baidi Sword Code", the sword spirit that breaks the army!

As soon as the sword was struck, Zhang Songhe and Liu Biao's hairs stood on end, and they immediately understood that this person was a genuine Martial Saint Realm, and his combat power was very tyrannical!

"Go!"

Liu Biao roared angrily, drew his sword and stepped forward.

The crazily trembling blade instantly transformed into thousands of blade shadows, which spread out roaringly, layer upon layer like waves, slashing forward together.

He himself also split into countless figures, exactly the same as his real body, swinging knives at the young man in white from different directions.

Seeing this, Song Yun laughed, "A while ago, there was a man named Shi Zishuo who played this trick in front of me...and then I stabbed him to death with a sword."

Countless figures overlapping each other let out a roar at the same time. "Sure enough, you little thief killed my disciple, so die!"

Song Yun glanced around, he was really not used to not having [real-time map], he couldn't tell where his real body was.

But it doesn't matter, as soon as the Pojun sword energy is released, it is easy to sweep away thousands of troops, and he is not afraid of the crowd on the other side.

No matter how many figures he has, all of them will be slashed with one sword!
Amidst the shrill sound of piercing through the air, the blue-red sword energy passed by, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

Liu Biao's phantom was not an all-in-one enemy at all, it was chopped into two pieces, including a man and a knife, and then slowly disappeared.

Thousands of phantoms shattered as the sword qi whistled.

Liu Biao's face changed slightly, and cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.

"This kid has killed too many people, and his sword is a bit ruthless!"

Behind him, Zhang Songhe stretched out his red robe and launched a Taoist attack from the air.

The talisman floated up with the wind, and a dazzling electric light shot out. As the light shone, a strong burnt smell quickly filled the air.

Song Yun immediately raised the Xuandi Seal, the power of luck and the energy of the martial saint blended in harmony, forming an invisible defensive field, allowing Dian Guang to sink into it.

Zhang Songhe kept staring at the broken jade brick, and couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Xuandi Seal!"

"Guess right." Song Yun sneered, holding the Xuandi Seal with one hand, and made a downward pressure on Zhang Songhe from afar.

As the most precious treasure in the world, the Xuandi Seal can not only carry luck, but also not weak at all when used in battle. It directly condenses the power of luck into a majestic mountain, which descends from the sky in a mighty way, suppressing all spirits!
Under tremendous pressure, Zhang Songhe was sweating profusely. He looked up at the invisible mountain of luck, the fright in his eyes flashed away, and finally he said helplessly:

"Thick Soil Snake!"

Rumbling... The wilderness trembled violently.

In the shaking of the earthquake, a giant dark yellow python ten feet long and nine feet thick broke out of the ground, and stood in front of Zhang Songhe, growling repeatedly, and carrying the mountain of luck with difficulty.

Under the terrifying pressure, clusters of dirt fell from the boa constrictor.

Zhang Songhe was a little distressed, and seeing that Liu Biao was also in a hard fight, he shouted in a low voice:

"Retreat first! He is in the realm of luck and has too many blessings, so we can't fight him here!"

Liu Biao glared at Song Yun fiercely, but he also understood the situation of the battle. After a few fierce attacks, he retreated to Zhang Songhe's side.

The red-robed national teacher took out two more talismans and slapped them on the two people, and immediately there was a strong wind around them.

The two fled against the sky again, and got the help of the wind, their speed was astonishingly fast, they were hundreds of feet away in the blink of an eye.

Song Yun didn't pursue, but just shot out a piece of cardboard, and then a sword descended from the sky, nailing the huge Thick Soil Snake firmly to the ground.

Zhang Songhe spat out a mouthful of blood.

Liu Biao took the piece of cardboard and found that it was actually an invitation to the enthronement ceremony of the new Tang king. He was so angry that he squeezed it into pieces and smashed it into pieces.

Immediately afterwards came Song Yun's warning:
"If you dare to step into Shuofang Road or Hexi Road, you will be destroyed!"

"What's the trick? Just come to Anxi during the enthronement ceremony, and Song will follow!"

When Zhang Songhe and Liu Biao heard this, their faces were livid with anger, but they could only run away sullenly.

The two great townsmen were killed by a 20-year-old boy with a sword. When the news got out, both of them would be ashamed.

But it is really difficult to stay. In the field of luck, it is difficult to fully exert their strength.

Zhang Songhe and Liu Biao looked at each other, and in the anger in their eyes, there was a strong killing intent emerging——

"Hmph, do you really think that there is no solution in the field of luck? How dare you invite us to attend the enthronement ceremony?"

"Then 20 troops will march on Anxi, and let this kid see the power of soldiers!"

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