Chapter 96: I Still Have a Trick

"Kill one first?" Uwe grinned at the corner of his mouth, as if listening to a joke.

"Four to one, you still want to fight back......"

Before he finished speaking, Song Yun pushed his right palm, and the bronze long sword turned into a rainbow light, directly taking Li Yong on the opposite side!

Although Li Yong's realm is not low, as the king of a country, he is riddled with cause and effect, and his luck is extremely serious, and he knows that he is seriously injured at a glance.

The rest of the Venerables also understood that Li Yong was easy to become a breakthrough, so they had already prepared and reacted immediately.

Liu Biao concentrated on protecting Li Yong's body, while Zhang Songhe covered Li Yong's divine soul and the Red Fire Flying Dragon, and at the same time cast spells with the Thousand Faces Venerable, exerting heavy pressure on Song Yun.

For a while, the lightning was dazzling, and the power of divine thoughts turned into countless illusions.

Song Yun stood still in front of the altar, urging the sword qi with all his might.

Taking care of one or the other, even if he was protected by Emperor Xuan's seal, he still received a few heavy blows and spat out two mouthfuls of blood.

This sight made the messengers shake their heads again and again.

"If you concentrate on defense, you can hold out for a while, and now you actually take the initiative to launch a fierce attack......

The cyan sword qi was still indomitable, breaking through the flesh of several dragon martial guards, bathing in blood and heading straight for Li Yong.

Liu Biao, the prince of Liguo next to him, shouted loudly, and once again turned into thousands of people, and the sword shadows were connected, constantly colliding with the sword qi.

Li Yong's face was grim, "You still want to kill this king?" That king will kill you first! ”

As he spoke, he urged the Red Fire Flying Dragon and attacked Song Yun fiercely.

The next moment, he was stunned, his eyes were confused.

The Red Fire Wyvern's attack was quite successful, causing Song Yun to spit out a mouthful of blood.

But the sword qi that came with great momentum suddenly turned the target!

bypassed him, bypassed Zhang Songhe, and rushed to kill the countless figures of Liguo Gong Liu Biao!

"What's the situation? He still wants to kill the martial saint with a sword? Several people were a little confused, and the offensive in their hands was unabated, but they did not go to support Liu Biao.

The martial saint's methods may not be as good as those of the ghosts and immortals, but the combat power is much stronger.

Liu Biao has a stunt fractal killing, incarnated in thousands of ways, the real body is nowhere to be found, how can he be easily counter-killed when the realm is almost the same.

Liu Biao himself thought so, and a hint of sarcasm just appeared on his face, and then froze.

The sharp cyan sword qi suddenly accelerated, and between the lightning and the stone and fire, in the countless overlapping phantoms, it accurately hit Liu Biao's body!

Burst.

A sword that condensed all of Song Yun's strength penetrated the body protection qi and the Mingguang treasure armor, and the bronze long sword pierced directly into the flesh and blood.

Then it came out!

Blood splashed, Liu Biao leaned back, was carried up by the huge impact of the bronze sword, and flew out of the horse.

Song Yun spat out another mouthful of blood, raised his head and laughed: "How? If you say kill someone, you will kill someone! ”

The noisy city of Anxi fell silent for a moment.

More than 100,000 Tang troops in the back were shocked when they saw this amazing scene.

The martial saint powerhouse who has dominated the Tang Kingdom for decades, and he is dignified and in charge of the country, but he was beheaded by a sword like this?

The Thousand Faces Venerable was the first to react and exclaimed, "You can actually lock his true body? ”

Song Yun ignored him, turned his head and said to Uwei on the city wall in the distance, "It's your turn." ”

Seeing this, Uwei was surprised and delighted, "Four to one was also killed, are you really not good...... Such a good opportunity, how could I miss it? ”

Here, Uwe has no position, and only hopes that the more strong people in the Central Plains die, the better.

Now Song Yun is killing a martial saint under the fierce attack of the three people, and the injury is already very serious, and if he continues to fight, eighty percent will still die.

But as long as Uwei makes a move, there are only three ghost immortals left on the opposite side, and one of them is also seriously injured, and the probability of winning is very high!

On the battlefield, the bloody aura was soaring, and the state of the ghosts and immortals was already suppressed, not to mention that this was still Song Yun's qi luck realm, and ten percent of his strength could not be exerted seventy percent.

Uwei only needs to kill three ghost immortals first, and then kill Song Yun, to become the final winner!

His eyes lit up, he drew his scimitar, and jumped off the wall.

Seeing this, Song Yun smiled and said, "Help me stabilize the Qi Luck Realm!" ”

Uwe shouted a few times outside, and soon, the ground shook again, and the Northern Plains cavalry began to charge!

These were light cavalry, extremely fast, had previously lurked in the distance, and soon rushed into Anthy.

They did not hedge against the imperial army, but only scattered their arrows and kept harassing.

In this way, the front of the army was contained, and although the Qi Luck Realm could not recover, it had stopped the trend of collapse.

And Uwe has joined forces with Song Yun and began to besiege the three of them.

"Just this little guy? A little more. Song Yun saw that there were only 50,000 Beiyuan cavalry entering the city, and he felt not very satisfied.

"50,000 people are enough, the real decisive battle is here for us, kill these three ghosts and immortals, and the rest are local chickens and dogs!" Uwe was murderous, and glanced at the young man in white who was already bleeding.

"But you, can you hold on?"

Song Yun smiled slightly, and the corners of his mouth began to bleed again, "I still have a trick, I can release it after brewing for a while, you can help me resist a few moves first." ”

"Trick?" Uwei was a little puzzled, but since he chose to cooperate, he no longer hesitated, and the scimitar slashed like the moon, forcibly forcing back the three ghost immortals.

Song Yun grabbed his left palm backwards and lifted Li Tianyang up, while his right palm spread out towards the sky.

The energy condensed, and began to shake wildly, sneering.

A thick black-red liquid continued to spew out from the palm of his hand, and under the vibration of the qi, it turned into countless tiny dew droplets, and then blew it away.

Soon, in the city of Anxi, a layer of black-red oil mist filled the air, like a large dark cloud emitting a scorching smell.

Black clouds crush the city.

It was still morning, and Anthy was already as dark as night.

"What's your trick here?" Uwe stared at the sky, smelling the disgusting scorching smell and a faint feeling of something unpleasant.

"Self-created martial arts, Buddha Fury Fire Lotus." Song Yun casually said nonsense, suddenly stomped his feet, and a deep tunnel appeared under his feet.

He took Li Tianyang and fell down directly.

Uwei reacted quickly, turned his head and was about to drill in, but was blasted out by Song Yun's palm.

The face of the Thousand Faced Venerable changed greatly, and as soon as he closed the folding fan, he turned his head and flew out.

Zhang Songhe also took Li Yong into the air.

Before several strong men could escape far, a little spark suddenly shot out of the tunnel under the escort of sword qi.

In mid-air, the sword qi dissipated, and the spark and the diffuse black-red oil mist came into contact at first.

Boom –

The sound of an explosion sounded like the sky was shattering!

After a powerful flash of light that almost blinded the eyes, a cloud of smoke enveloped the whole of Anxi, and the sparks of the explosion appeared and disappeared in the thick smoke.

The dilapidated city wall twisted and trembled in the shock wave, crumbling and crumbling, and cracks appeared on the wall.

As if the earth had been lifted, countless grains of sand exploded dozens of feet high, instantly creating a sandstorm that swept the entire city.

The terrifying heat wave erupted like invisible magma, and under the scorching heat, all the scenery in the air was distorted.

And on the groundβ€”

It has become a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in flames.

Countless soldiers and men with armor were wrapped in flames, lying on the ground and tumbling, like hundreds of thousands of live fish in a pot of oil and stir-fried on a high fire, and the wails were connected into a piece, like a yin wind roaring, and ghosts crying and weeping.

Hundreds of flags fell, and the flags burned with blazing fire, constantly turning into black smoke and drifting away in the wind.

In addition to the strong Uwei Shan Yu, there is also the strength to stand.

All the people on the ground, including three ghost immortals, hundreds of thousands of imperial army troops, tens of thousands of Northern Plains cavalry, and hundreds of envoys......

All of them collapsed, killed or wounded in the earth-shattering explosion.

Soft footsteps sounded.

At some point, Song Yun had already come out of the tunnel and looked around at the tragic scene.

Tens of thousands of kills allowed him to instantly absorb a massive amount of qi and blood power, and while improving the martial arts realm, he also effectively suppressed the injuries in his body.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he lifted the dizzy Li Tianyang out again.

"Go ahead and ascend the throne, and I'll see who else is going to make trouble."

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Changed the text: Li Tianyue was changed to Li Tianyang, a little boy, Du Miao, who was safely escorted to Anxi by the old soldier, and the other plots remain unchanged.

Originally, this was a minutiae, and it was hard to say whether there were ten chapters or not, but it involved countless amounts of energy, and no matter how you wrote it, someone sprayed it.

The mentality collapsed, so be it.

Anyway, writing this book is just a temporary idea, I just want to write a person guarding a city, just to cool off, it's not necessary to toss like this.

There have been a lot of messy things lately, which is really disturbing.