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

Chapter 95 Fighting the Four Venerables Alone

The next moment, Venerable Thousand Faces didn't move his lips, but he spoke to Song Yun through sound transmission with his spiritual thoughts:

"Only relying on luck, you can jump from the peak of the master to the middle stage of the martial saint. This kind of method is really unheard of..."

"You can rise up in the desert alone, it seems that you have a big secret."

"However, no matter how many secrets there are, the difference in strength lies here. If the Four Great Masters encircle and kill you alone, you will definitely die!"

"Take refuge in Xuanji Pavilion, hand over Xuandi Seal, tell your secret, I can keep you safe for the rest of your life, and enjoy all the glory and wealth, how about it?"

Song Yun sneered and remained silent.

Venerable Thousand Faces frowned, "After you become a Martial Saint, it's not a bad idea to be the next generation's Xuanji Pavilion Master. Young people have a limitless future, so don't lose your precious life for a momentary impulse!"

Song Yun didn't answer him, but shouted at the army that had already entered the city:
"As citizens of the Tang Kingdom, I will give you a chance—leave Anxi now, and I will not kill you!"

Wu Sheng uttered his voice, and the sound was so loud that even the charging army could hear it clearly.

But no one withdrew from Anxi, and instead, there was a lot of abuse in the army formation.

These soldiers and horses are mixed, including Shence Army, Habayashi Army, Longwuwei, Liguo Duke's Army, Tiangangzong, and other rivers and lakes forces...

But to be able to follow the three of Li Yong to the present, they are all loyal to the imperial court.

Among them, the Shence Army is the main force, and this is not an army with a good reputation.

A while ago, Jingguo had just invaded, and the Shence Army was ordered to "prepare for war", levying violently in the country, and looting everywhere among the people.

As a result, even before he went to the front line, martial artists from all corners of the country mutinied and attacked the camp, and became the laughing stock of the world for a while. Song Yunyuan had heard of it in Anxi.

Since these soldiers insisted on attacking Anxi, Song Yun didn't have any psychological burden, and the killing was over.

He gripped the hilt tightly with his right hand.

At this time, under the protection of Long Wuwei, Li Yong had rushed to a distance of three hundred feet in front of Song Yun, staring fiercely at the young man in white in front of the altar with his swollen eyes.

"Little thief, do you still want to confuse the army before you die? Let's see how this king concocts you!"

An orange-red fire dragon roared out.

This is Li Yong's spiritual clone "Red Fire Flying Dragon", which inherits part of the essence of King Tang Jing's "Nine Fire Dragon". Although its power is much weaker, it still poses a certain threat to Song Yun.

"Your Majesty, don't be impatient." As Zhang Songhe said, he took out a yellow paper talisman and shot out a few blue-purple lightning bolts to cover the red fire flying dragon coming from the sky.

In front of the altar, a clear and long howl sounded.

Song Yun drew his sword.

The Pojun Sword Qi slashed out along the edge of the sword, turning into a pool of clear cold light, which continued to magnify in mid-air, covering the entire area hundreds of feet in front of him.

Venerable Thousand Faces retreated sharply against the wind, with a folding fan erected in front of him, thousands of flexible and elegant characters jumped out of the paper, resisting the sharp sword energy.

Because more than [-] troops rushed into the city and tore through the field of luck, Venerable Thousand Faces cast spells more easily.

On the other side, the mighty sword qi forcefully suppressed Zhang Songhe's lightning, and directly slashed the Scarlet Fire Flying Dragon.

The fire trembled wildly and almost went out. Li Yong below was short of breath, and then slowly recovered, and said in a low voice bitterly: "What kind of tricks is this kid?"

Zhang Songhe said in a deep voice: "He stole [-]% of the Tang Dynasty's national fortune, and he used it all! Your Majesty, this battle depends on you, to regain the luck and win the Xuandi Seal, then Song Yun is the lamb to be slaughtered." !"

"The king knows."

Li Yong spurted out a small mouthful of blood and shot it at the Red Fire Flying Dragon.

The flames became vigorous again, and the blazing heat wave seemed to be able to burn the soul, and it was completely released in the air.

Liu Biao yelled angrily, drew out his sword and swung it around, countless figures overlapping each other cut out countless sword lights, and wiped out the remaining army-breaking sword energy.

With four venerables standing in front, Song Yun couldn't hurt the soldiers behind.

The envoys from all walks of life have already retreated far away, witnessed this first round of confrontation, and saw that the blue-red army-breaking sword energy gradually dissipated, so they could only sigh:
"I didn't expect Song Yun to have such a means. Grandmaster Jianguo really came prepared!"

"It's a pity that two fists can't beat four hands. Even if two venerables come, he can defend Anxi, but the four venerables come together... there is no hope."

Song Yun stood firmly in front of the altar, slashing his sword repeatedly, wave after wave of Pojun sword energy pierced through the air.

But all of them died halfway, and they couldn't fully sway.

Although the avatars of Zhang Songhe and Qianmian Venerable were destroyed, other means were still there, and they kept casting spells to easily block the Pojun sword energy.

Li Yong even went all out, even if he was injured, he still gave full play to the fighting power of the ghost realm, and he must kill Song Yun with his own hands!

Liu Biao only needs to protect Li Yong, swing his knife from time to time to dispel the remaining sword energy, and wait for the opportunity.

The sword qi screamed, the electric glow was shrill, and the fire dragon danced...

Phenomena emerge endlessly in midair, blue-red rainbow light hangs in the wind, blue-purple electric arcs twist like snakes, and countless black characters seem to come alive, dancing and dancing, fire dragons roaring, descending red lotuses, trying to burn Anxi lonely city...

After more than a dozen moves, Song Yun was obviously at a disadvantage, and Liu Biao, who was waiting intently, could strike and kill with just one opening.

With the winning ticket in their hands, the four looked relaxed.

Li Yong had already started to show a sinister smile, thinking about how to torture Song Yun later.

Venerable Qianmian came over from time to time through voice transmission from his spiritual thoughts, and he was still trying to persuade him to surrender.

At this time, Zhang Songhe and Venerable Thousand Faces frowned slightly, turned their heads to look backward, and shouted:
"Who is spying outside?"

On the north side of the city, a burly man wearing a pointed hood and leather armor and leather boots stood up. Seeing that he was discovered, he simply put his hips on his hips and laughed arrogantly:

"If you hit you, I'll just watch the excitement."

"Boy Song Yun, thanks to your invitation, I was able to watch a good show."

"I was wondering before that if you invited me to Anxi, you wouldn't be afraid of me killing you? It turns out that there are too many people who want to kill you, and I can't even line up. Haha, it's interesting and interesting."

None of the four venerables had seen this person before, but they quickly had a guess after seeing his attire and listening to the crappy Da Xia official language.

"Northern people?"

The four venerables, including the various envoys watching the battle from a distance, became puzzled.

It is true that the various countries are fighting in a melee, but everyone is the inheritor of the Great Xia Empire and still abides by basically the same rules.

The Northern Plains people are different, they are a bunch of thugs on the grasslands, they have nothing in common with the Central Plains countries.

Song Yun invited various forces to come to Anxi to observe the ceremony, and the envoys came honestly and became witnesses.

But when the Beiyuan people came over, they would definitely come to plunder with a machete, and there was no rule to speak of.

What's the situation now?
Song Yun looked at Uwei Shanyu at the head of the city, and said with a smile:

"Uwe, how about you and I join forces and kill these four people?"

Uwe Shanyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Are you crazy or am I crazy? The four venerables joined forces to kill you, you just wait for death obediently, don't even think about pulling me."

Song Yun's eyes turned cold suddenly: "Then shall I kill one first?"

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