Uwei Shan Yu was still hesitating, and more and more cavalry escaped, constantly reporting the reconnaissance situation-

More than 10,000 elites were all buried in the city, all of them were cut off by the same sword qi, and none of them survived!

As for shamans...... No one noticed him, not even the remnants of his thoughts.

Uwei Shan Yu's face became more and more ugly, and he completely gave up the idea of entering the city.

They are all in the realm of martial saints, but he thinks that he can't trap a ghost immortal, and at the same time, he can completely destroy 10,000 elite horses.

The mysterious martial saint in the city does have powerful means, whether it is the realm of luck or something else.

Uwei Shan Yu suddenly felt helpless, faced the city gate, and shouted in the jerky Daxia official dialect:

"I am Kitahara Shan Yu Uwei, who is the Venerable in the city? Where did the forces come from? ”

"If you let go of the shaman, Beiyuan will be grateful!"

There was only the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of sword qi breaking through the air, and the screams of cavalry in Anxi City, and no one paid attention to him.

Uvikong waited for a long time, and gradually became angry.

"Okay, good, if you have the ability, you have been hiding here, Ben Dan Yu will sooner or later step on Anxi, let you taste the methods of the Northern Plains!"

It didn't take long for the city to cease even the screams of the cavalry, and it fell into a dead silence.

More than 100,000 Beiyuan cavalry were still surrounded outside the city, densely distributed for several miles, like an ant colony.

But they all stopped where they were, listening to their own cruel words, and none of them dared to enter the city.

Uwe scolded impassionedly, but his legs were firmly nailed to the city gate as if they were glued, and he did not take a single step.

The cavalrymen waved their scimitars at first and echoed a few times, but then they didn't even bother to open their mouths.

After tossing for a long time, the army of more than 100,000 did not move at all.

Everyone looked at each other, as if to say:

You don't enter? Then I won't go in.

Some even began to count the supplies that had just been looted.

Uwei Shan Yu scolded dryly, found that there was no movement behind him, and when he looked back at this scene, he was so angry that he jumped like thunder:

"You little!"

Several generals looked at each other with blank eyes, "Shan Yu—"

Urveton was indignant and whipped his horsewhip in the air.

"Hmph, that martial saint is in battle and doesn't dare to fight with me, what can I do?"

Several generals immediately chimed in:

"That's right! Shan Yu's tiger body was shocked, and the enemy martial saint trembled, and he didn't dare to go out of the city! ”

"Today's Megatron Desert ...... Alone"

Uwei Shan Yu's face changed a little better, and he said loudly:

"That's it, the war is important, the shaman's revenge will be avenged in the future, Jing Jun can't go fast with his baggage, let's kill it now!"

Hearing this, the Northern Plains cavalry, who was still in a hurry, immediately became energetic.

At the sound of the whistle, one by one, the horses turned their heads and rushed towards the north in groups......

Hmmm-Song Yun stabbed the last Northern Plains cavalry in the city to death with a sword.

[Zhencheng Wufu Song Yun, kill 2 sixth-order enemies, 6 fifth-order enemies, 29 fourth-order enemies, 113 third-order enemies, 689 second-order enemies, 1077 first-order enemies, martial arts cultivation is worth +20,000]

[Current Realm: Sixth-Order Martial Arts Grandmaster, Late Stage]

[Cultivation required to advance to the peak of the sixth order: 80,000/100,000]

[Current gas luck value: 1.37 million]

Listening closely, the tremor on the ground gradually disappeared, and he shook his head and smiled:

"Gone? This stuffy loss can be eaten hard, and it's quite bearable. Yes, it should be able to cause some trouble for Jingguo. ”

This time, Song Yun did not manage to lure the people of the Northern Plains into the city.

Because more than 100,000 Beiyuan cavalry are outside, they can effectively contain the Jing army.

If this Uwei Shan was stupid enough to take the initiative to go into the city to die, then he would gladly accept it.

Since this person is more cautious, it shows that there is still a certain use value, so I will keep it for the time being.

Song Yun put his sword into the sheath, and the Gang Qi gently vibrated around his body, dispersing all the dust and blood stains on his body.

Gebu's white robe is still clean and fresh.

Being able to complete this little trick of "turning from rigid to soft" shows that it is not far from the realm of the peak of the grandmaster.

Achieving a true martial saint is the next goal.

Song Yun opened the secret door of the cellar and motioned for the two old pawns, Gao Hanqing and Li Tianyue to come out, and dragged the unconscious Meng Shu back to the ground by the way.

The city was full of corpses and a sea of blood, and the night wind was together, and the strong smell of blood lingered in the air.

Except for Gao Hanqing, who was mentally prepared, everyone else was shocked.

Gao Hanqing's face was not very normal, as soon as he saw these thousands of corpses, he knew that he was going to work again......

Li Tianyue witnessed such a terrifying scene for the first time, her little face turned white, and she leaned over and retched.

After vomiting a few times, she suddenly saw a head lying not far away, staring at this side with her eyes open, her body trembled, and even vomited bitter water.

Song Yun shrugged his shoulders and turned his head to look at the two old pawns, "This is an ordinary child, you haven't cultivated it according to the royal family?" ”

Now is a century of troubled times, no more than the era of peace.

Most of the royal heirs of various countries need to cultivate, either practicing martial arts or cultivating the Tao, and they will also experience battles, see blood, and sharpen their will.

And Li Tianyue is obviously just getting started in martial arts, so he doesn't have much experience in this way.

The two old soldiers sighed:

"I didn't expect this day before, after decades of incognito, we are all ready to die in the old mountain village."

"As for the two children, Tianming and Tianyue, if they spend their lives in peace and quiet, and leave their bloodlines uninterrupted, we will complete the task."

"No one thought that once Chang'an fell, Li Yong's gang was too busy to take care of themselves, and Anxi had a strong Beiting heir like you, and the time was ripe all of a sudden."

"Tianyue, this child still has a lot of potential, and his heart is firm, and he still has cultivation value......

The two old pawns hurriedly helped Li Tianyue say good things, for fear that Song Yun would have plans to change people.

Song Yun nodded, "Exercise slowly." ”

At this time, it was the second half of the night, and everyone had rested for two hours, and it was already bright outside.

Gao Hanqing yawned and went out, while Li Tianyue had two dark circles under his eyes - he couldn't sleep at all because of the smell of blood.

The two men had a daunting task to complete today - to clean up the corpses of the entire city and burn them in a centralized manner.

There are also a lot of military supplies, scattered all over the ground, and they all have to be collected.

Song Yun was chatting with the old pawn in the house, glancing at the progress outside from time to time.

Although Li Tianyue's face was pale and she vomited out several times, she still gritted her teeth and insisted, silently following Gao Hanqing, slowly carrying the corpse.

Some dirty work is also rushed to do, and there is no delicate posture of "Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty".

Seeing this, Song Yun nodded secretly, if this girl can put herself in the right position, she has the value of cultivation.

In a hundred years of troubled times, large and small countries have emerged in an endless stream, and you will sing and I will appear.

There are too many people who have been the king of a country, and they may not have a high status.

If the king has the realm of a martial saint or a ghost immortal, he is naturally the lord of the party who holds great power.

But many times, the monarch is just the spokesperson pushed to the front of the stage by the Zhenguo Venerable, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is even a puppet.

Disobedient, you can change it at any time.

If Li Tianyue is not worthy of sitting in this seat, Song Yun even thinks that Gao Hanqing is not bad, and if he changes his name to Li Hanqing, he can also be the king of Tang for a while.

As the Venerable of Zhenguo, the powerhouse of the Pseudo-Martial Saint Realm, he is now the one who has the final say.

The two veterans also knew this very well, and did not put out the scores of their predecessors, and they respected Song Yun very much.