Outside the West Gate, war horses neighed and drums sounded.

The black-armored soldiers came like an ant colony, and the two hundred heavy cavalry in the front row were the first to rush into the city gate.

Elite heavy cavalry, in any country, is a strategic reserve, limited in number, but it is a charge artifact on the battlefield.

This kind of heavy cavalry team uses precious BMWs, carrying thousands of pounds of weight, and can travel thousands of miles a day.

Every BMW's physical quality is equivalent to a martial artist, or even an innate martial artist!

The combat power of the cavalry itself is also good, the worst is the combat power of martial artists, the innate proportion is very high, and there are several grandmasters to lead the team.

The weight of the men and horses is covered with heavy armor, plus the refined large shield and cavalry spear, a total weight of 2,000 catties, when charging at full speed, a small hill in front of it can be rushed and collapsed!

The impact power close to Wan Jun, coupled with the thick defense, made the Martial Saint reluctant to resist the charge of this elite heavy cavalry.

Behind the two hundred elite heavy riders were a thousand ordinary heavy riders, whose strength was relatively weak, but they could not be underestimated at full speed.

The horse's hooves landed like a heavy hammer, stepping out of one deep pit after another, and the sound was like a muffled drum, and it was pounding intensively on the heart one after another.

In front of Song Yun's eyes, there was such a torrent of steel rushing towards him, and the eyes under the black mask were cold.

Above the desert, the wind and sand are rising again.

Song Yun slowly drew his sword.

"Kill!"

The arrow swept forward, the sword rose, and the qi went first like the wind.

The bleak blue-red sword slashed down and slashed straight down on the sandy ground.

Boom - a huge sword mark nearly a foot deep instantly appeared, and the ground was completely cut open, forming a narrow gap like a canyon.

The sand grains on both sides rose more than ten zhang high, and converged into a sandstorm in the turbulence of the gangqi.

The sand wind swept wildly, blindfolding all the soldiers entering the city.

Instead of cutting the heavy cavalry, this sword destroyed the terrain under the heavy cavalry's feet.

As a result, they even skewed their men and horses, and the momentum of the charge quickly became chaotic, and the formation was no longer tight.

And Song Yun used the cover of the sandstorm to perform "Heavenly Ghost Escape", and his figure flashed a few times, and quietly flashed into the ranks of the heavy cavalry!

At this moment, the sky instantly turned black.

The midday sun vanished, and tens of thousands of crows swirled down, their dry throats squeaking and squeaking, making people distracted.

Now Song Yun is also considered to have experienced a hundred battles, and he can see at a glance what kind of means this is, and immediately cast "Blood God Nahai".

Just over a hundred thousand troops died in the city, and all the bloody qi that was emitted was absorbed by Song Yun.

This sudden release was like a killing god descending into the world, covering hell over the world.

The monstrous sea of blood hung in the air, and the boundless murderous aura and blood qi were mixed together, heading straight for Xiao Han.

The tens of thousands of crows were like aftershadows shining on the leaves, and when the wind blew, they shattered and dissipated in an instant.

The sun returns, and the darkness recedes.

Only the terrifying bloody aura lingered in Anxi City.

Even the elite heavy cavalry trained in blood and fire, under the influence of the bloody aura, all felt dizzy and vomited, and strong fear arose.

It seems that there really is a killing god, standing right next to them!

Song Yun smiled coldly and took the initiative to retrograde in the heavy cavalry team.

Take yourself as a soldier and go on a rampage.

Boom, boom, boom...... One by one, figures, even people and horses, kept being knocked out and flying!

Because it is a shoulder side collision, there is no need to bear the impact of the heavy cavalry head-on, and it is easy to completely collapse the charging momentum of the cavalry team!

The elite heavy cavalry charge that any martial saint must deal with carefully was broken by Song Yun like this!

In the rear, the old woman in a black coat trembled wildly, almost vomiting blood, but was forced to suffocate back.

In the first round of competition, she was broken by Song Yun in the "Black Crow Formation", and she lost the opportunity, if her whereabouts were exposed again, she would definitely be chased and beaten.

The bloody aura on Song Yun's body was too terrifying, beyond her expectations, and if she was suddenly rushed in front of her, there was really a possibility of falling, and it was safer to contain it remotely.

The old woman hid her figure and quietly retreated in the direction of the city gate.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, a blue-red sword qi roared!

The breath of death was as cold as a knife, making the old woman's hair stand on end.

"When did he lock my place?" The old woman panicked and hurriedly cast a spell to resist.

But Song Yun's swift sword was not something that she, an injured ordinary ghost immortal, could resist.

The sharp edge was pressed in front of him in an instant, like tearing through tissue paper, breaking one spell after another.

The old woman could only shout hoarsely: "Your Majesty save me!" ”

A big hand like a tiger claw appeared out of thin air, holding the blue-red Broken Army Sword Qi, and slowly exerting force with his five fingers, suppressing and crushing it.

What followed was a male body that was too tall and not as strong as a human.

"You're the one you're waiting for! Looks like it's still King Jing? Song Yun's eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed out of the heavy cavalry ranks!

This strong man entered the city, and through the [Anxi Real-time Map], Song Yun clearly understood his strength.

Dao and martial double cultivation, the middle stage of the martial saint, three thunder tribulation ghost immortals!

Among the different cultivation systems, Dao and Martial Arts dual cultivation is the most difficult, but the combat power is generally the strongest.

Previously, Liguo Gong Liu Biao was close to the middle stage of the Martial Saint, and the Dao cultivation of the Possession Realm was actually not weak.

can sit in the Tang Dynasty military, there are still two brushes.

But his doppelganger stunt was restrained by [Anxi Real-time Map], and there was no room for him to play at all.

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

Only then was Song Yun saw the opportunity, and Leng Buding killed the real body with a sword, and died a particularly aggrieved death.

As for now, the strong man in front of him, who is suspected to be King Jing, is much more difficult to deal with than Liu Biao.

Working hard one-on-one, Song Yun thought it would be difficult to take advantage.

However, his purpose has never been to kill any strong person.

broke out with bloody qi and attacked the old woman, forcing King Jing to take action.

Then rush out of the cavalry team, with all your sword, like a starry thunderbolt, stabbing straight in the air!

On the other side, King Jing Yi stared at the white-clothed young man who was attacking with a sword, his eyes solemn.

"This is Song Yun who slaughtered the king's army of more than 100,000? So young, so terrible potential! ”

"If this son is not removed, how can I unify the world?"

"Death to this king!"

His body swelled again, and was already more than two feet tall, like a demonic ape beast, standing up to the sky and the earth, as if it could blast away the clouds in the sky with a single punch.

The huge fist was clenched, like pinching a blade of grass, and the sword qi of the broken army was pinched and exploded!

Djinn Divine Body!

King Jing is not like other ghosts and immortals, who cultivates the divine thought clone outside his body and fights in place of his body.

Instead, it condenses the Dharma Body, specifically strengthens his own body, and raises the combat power of the Martial Saint to the extreme!

"This king wants to see if it's your sword fast, or my fist!"

Song Yun grinned.

"Who is stupid enough to fight you hard?"

The figure was fluttering, and it flashed the bombardment of heavy punches.

The blade of the sword turned sharply, and the straight stab changed to an oblique crack, aiming at the Jingguo army next to it.

"Kill!"

The autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves, and the sword qi slashes thousands of troops!

Countless stumps and severed arms flew up, spreading rapidly from near and far.

Boundless blood rain is splashed, soaking the lonely city!