Liao Dingshan, the marshal of the soldiers and horses of the Xu State, wore a red armor and red robe, holding a sharp eight-sided sword to cut horses, standing tall in the wind, and his majesty was extraordinary.

The tip of the sword was raised, pointing at Song Yun:

"What is your origin, what is your purpose, now confess, maybe you can avoid death, otherwise Ben Shuai will be a killer!"

Song Yun chuckled, "I have no origin, this time I am guarding Anxi and destroying you scourges!" ”

"Anxi of Xu State, is it your turn to guard it?" Liao Dingshan shouted angrily, holding the long sword of chopping horses in both hands, and rushed forward with an arrow, which was a sharp oblique slash.

"The First Evolution"

The sword of the slashing horse is powerful and heavy, and after breaking through the defense, it can give birth to living people, even if it is blocked by the heaven-level soft armor, the fierce strength can also penetrate the soft armor and break the muscles and bones.

Song Yun naturally did not resist hard, and the bronze long sword was raised, attacking against attacking, and it was another type of "breaking the sea".

With a bang, the two swords collided, and the edges collided, stirring up a spark.

The sharp crash echoed throughout the city, piercing everyone's eardrums.

The two of them fought against each other, testing the enemy's strength, and then looked at the sword body, both intact.

Both sides are holding Heavenly Rank Swords!

Song Yun and Liao Dingshan shouted at the same time, swung their swords and went up again.

When, when, when...... The crash kept ringing.

When you reach the realm of the Martial Saint, wielding the sword with all your strength to slash is no worse than stimulating the sword qi, and the close attack is more dangerous.

The swords on both sides swung faster and faster, and the sword momentum became denser and denser, and finally turned into two clusters of blue light, eroding each other and blending with each other.

Ten thousand sharp edges flickered, wandering in front of the various vital points of both sides, but they could never walk the last inch of distance.

"Whew." Liao Dingshan drew a circle with a sword, gathered all the offensives, took the initiative to retreat, and ended the fight.

He looked Song Yun up and down, and there was a suspicious look in his eyes.

After a short trial just now, the two of them went through hundreds of moves, but Liao Dingshan still couldn't see the details of the opposite side.

"This swordsmanship, unlike any school, Ben Shuai has never seen ......"

However, a powerhouse in the middle stage of the Martial Saint can't always appear out of thin air, right?

Could it be that some hostile force of the Ghost Slayer Sect is muddying the waters?

Liao Dingshan was thinking, and the next moment, there was a dark red light in the depths of his eyes.

The killing intent in his heart boiled directly, interrupting all his thoughts.

"Boy, your swordsmanship is good, but unfortunately your brain is not very good, and I forgot whose territory this is!"

He made a seal with his left hand and pointed to the sky.

Invisibly, there seemed to be a majestic force gathering from all directions and pouring into his body.

Liao Dingshan's momentum skyrocketed.

This veteran was originally in the realm of the late stage of the Martial Saint, but because of his age and dark injuries, his real combat power was a little worse than that of the late stage of the Martial Saint.

But after the seal, his realm also rose wildly, infinitely close to the peak of the Martial Saint!

The old man's face became ruddy, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, without a trace of old age.

The combat power of the whole person has increased by more than fifty percent!

This is the effect of the blessing of the power of Xu Guo's luck!

After being possessed by luck, at a level close to the peak of the Martial Saint, Liao Dingshan was very sure of dealing with a hairy boy in the middle stage of the Martial Saint.

With a wave of his hand, the army of Xu Guo below was ordered, and a team of soldiers rushed out carrying the ladder.

They bypassed the southern gate where His Holiness was fighting, and went to the other three gates, intending to ascend the city by ladder.

There were no guards at the head of the city, so they could climb it with confidence and quickly control the walls.

Then open the city gate and enlarge the army to enter.

Song Yun glanced at the city a few times, remained silent, and continued to confront Liao Dingshan.

The two sides opened their own momentum, like a tsunami and landslide, and invisibly engaged in fierce confrontations, suppressing and repelling each other.

And Liao Dingshan, who has the power of luck, undoubtedly has the upper hand.

The red-armored veteran sneered, "Boy, the opportunity has already been given to you, since you refuse to confess, then die!" ”

The sword of the chopping horse was cut out flatly, and the sword light surged, like a big wave breaking the embankment, surging endlessly, and it came tilly.

Song Yun gathered all his spirit, his edge was completely restrained, and he slowly swung his sword.

The bronze sword seemed to be as heavy as a mountain, slowly moving forward in the air.

In the void, it seemed that the voices of countless people sounded.

Laughing, scolding, crying, noisy...... All kinds of voices are disturbing, noisy and noisy.

It seems that there is really a big city, and hundreds of thousands of people come and go, and they are talking.

But no matter what the sound was, it was wiped by the sword blade, and then disappeared into silence in an instant.

The sword was silent, and in the heaviness, it contained the idea of determination.

"White Emperor Killing the Sky Nine Swords" sixth——

Kill the people!

This sword is a special sword of thought, and it is also a sword of divine soul.

It is not the people of Li who are killed, but the luck of the people!

With the idea of conquering the world, rejecting all luck.

Within seven steps, there is no you, no me, no other, only a sword to decide life and death!

"Chop-" Song Yun drank slowly in a deep voice.

Liao Dingshan's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly felt extremely weak, and he was disconnected from Xu Guoqiyun!

Without the blessing of the power of luck, his realm fell rapidly, and he returned from the peak of the Martial Saint to the late stage of the Martial Saint.

The face is no longer ruddy, and the tired and old state of the years of fighting has reappeared.

"This sword actually cut off my luck! What kind of swordsmanship is this? ”

This veteran is also the first time that this has encountered such a situation, and his heart is extremely shocked.

But now it's too late to stop, he has already slashed out with all his strength, and the surging waves have already rushed in front of Song Yun, but the power is three points weaker.

Song Yun's "slashing of the common people" also continued, although the intention in the sword momentum was exhausted, the sword blade still maintained an indomitable slashing momentum.

Hmm-a sword will fall, cut all the people, and cut through the time without leaving behind.

Time and space, as if they were completely silent in an instant.

The surging sword tide that Liao Dingshan's slashing sword turned into, encountered this unparalleled slash, and was instantly split into two, and then two into four......

Tearing, shattering, tumbling, annihilation......

With a sword of all his strength, Song Yun was slashed into nothingness.

Liao Dingshan then faced the oppression of the sword intent, and suddenly blushed, and could only spit out two words:

"Help me!"

Whoosh, in the sand below, two gray-robed people immediately drilled out, flew up, and waved a sharp blade in front of Liao Dingshan.

It was the two martial saints of the Ghost Slayer Sect.

The two of them didn't expect this to happen, and they were a little panicked.

Although the two of them had fought with Song Yun a few times before, at that time, Song Yun mainly showed the ability to fight in groups.

The Blood Drinking Sword Domain is extremely difficult, and there are also tricks to restrain ghosts and immortals, and the two Martial Saints are afraid of the deaths and injuries of the elites under their command, and they can't let go of their hands and feet to fight.

That's why they invited Marshal Xu Guo.

Liao Dingshan is in the country, blessed by luck, and his combat power is almost invincible.

In this way, the people of the Ghost Slayer Sect do not have to show up, and the two sides can continue to hide their relationship and secretly complete the task.

In a hurry, this was the best option they could choose.

Unexpectedly, Liao Dingshan actually didn't fight this mysterious swordsman, and he was directly defeated with one move!