"You can't stop me!" The tall martial saint snorted coldly, the Ghost Slaying Sect's body method is unique in the world, and he is very confident in this.

"Then try?"

The tall martial saint immediately swayed, turning into a ghost, shuttling through the void, and the trajectory of his movements was unclear.

Song Yun just stood still and stretched out his hand to connect the dots.

The sword qi kept roaring out, and every time it accurately stopped in front of the tall martial saint, blocking the person back.

It's okay once or twice, but more than a dozen sword qi in succession blocked the tall martial saint in a daze, and he couldn't go in any direction.

He could only return to Song Yun's side and asked angrily:

"Why do you know my sect's one-man method?"

He was aware of this situation in his previous encounters, but it was not obvious, because he had not been able to force out Song Yun's "Heavenly Ghost Boundary".

But now that I see that my own body method has no secrets in the eyes of the other party, this is completely seen through!

Song Yun didn't explain, and laughed, "With your body level, practice for another ten years." ”

The tall martial saint was humiliated in vain, annoyed and angry, and pounced on him to launch a fierce attack.

While dealing with the three of them, Song Yun let go of his voice and shouted at Xu Guo's soldiers who entered the city:

"There's nothing to say about fighting on the battlefield, each by its own means, but do you know what you're doing now?"

"You are cooperating with the Ghost Slayer Sect to sacrifice unsuspecting people!"

"It's to turn 50,000 people into sacrifices, so that the evil immortals can grow!"

"I and Xu Guo are not enemies, you retreat now, and everyone is safe."

"If I'm still stubborn, then I'm going to be a killer!"

In the city of Anxi, 100,000 soldiers looked at each other, but no one moved.

Most of them follow Liao Dingshan all the year round, which is equivalent to the marshal's descendants.

Liao Dingshan cooperated with the Ghost Slayer Sect, and these subordinates often cooperated to do some dirty work.

Therefore, the people who killed in Anxi City knew what they were doing.

When you are a soldier and fight, what's wrong with killing some homeless people? Anyway, it's not Xu Guoren.

Even if the soldiers hesitated, they all came here, and the commanders were all watching, how could they be shouted back by this sentence.

They were still staring at the city.

At the head of the city, the two martial saints of the Ghost Killing Sect heard Song Yun say this, and vaguely felt that something was wrong and became nervous.

"Watch out for his sword domain!"

Liao Dingshan was a little unimpressed.

"No matter how strong his sword domain is, can he still envelop the whole city? How can an army of 100,000 people complete the task. ”

The next moment, in the long whistle, red rain fell, soaking the whole city.

The complete state of the Blood-Drinking Sword Domain finally unfolded at this moment.

Although Anxi is no longer Song Yun's Qi Luck Domain, it is still his absolute home field.

Here, not a single breeze can escape his perception, and the state, movements, and flaws of everyone in the city are clearly visible.

Even subtle movements such as their heartbeats, blood flow, and joint friction can be perceived.

This makes thousands of rain threads no longer a simple condensation of sword qi, but thousands of sharp weapons to kill.

Rain falls in all directions, hitting each enemy's vital point with precision, and changing as the enemy defends.

The blood rains and the wind blows.

A chill rose in the hearts of the 100,000 soldiers, and they stopped attacking one after another, looking up at the bright red rain in the sky, and some of them were still at a loss.

They hadn't seen the severity of this bloody rain, but the thousand gray-robed men were already frightened crazy, and immediately gave up the half-carved formation, turned their heads and drilled into the sand.

In the previous battle, the gray-robed man already knew that without the Venerable's move, it would be almost impossible to break through the Blood-Drinking Sword Domain.

So they can only hide, let the 100,000 soldiers bear the attack first, and wait for their own martial saints to come to the rescue.

"Withdraw! Evacuate! The three Liao Dingshan at the head of the city also changed their faces and urged urgently.

Soon the herald in the city began to sound the gong.

The piercing sound of gongs sounded one after another, but it muffled the dense sound of the rain cutting through the armor.

Puff puff......

Pieces of armor were torn and fell, and then pieces of flesh and blood slipped from the body.

A large number of soldiers seemed to be being tortured by Ling Chi, but the process was not long, and a red line often appeared in the throat first, causing them to die quickly.

Like the wind blowing a wheat field, rows of bodies fell weakly in the wind and rain.

The officer with a higher level of martial arts could resist for a while, moving left and right, and kept dodging the rain, but he was soon wrapped in the pervasive rain and fell to the ground with convulsions.

The rain silk took away the parts on people's bodies, and the hot blood continued to drip and form a string, making the red rain curtain more dense and deep.

There were no pools of blood on the sand, and in many places there were still dry yellow grains of sand.

As soon as the blood qi came into contact with the air, it transpired and quickly turned into a power source for the Blood Drinking Sword Domain.

A small amount of rain went deep into the ground, pinpointing the gray-robed man who was hiding in the ground, killing them all.

After Song Yun warned him once, he said that if he didn't leave his hand, he wouldn't keep his hand, and he would slaughter all the enemies in the city in one fell swoop!

Death became the only theme in the city of Anxi.

In the void, a black shadow shook violently, as if feeling the temptation of deliciousness.

However, the formation improvised by the gray-robed man did not take shape, and the formation in the newly built house was also erased by Song Yun's order.

This Heavenly Void Immortal Venerable, or Heavenly Ghost, didn't really come here, but just cast his attention.

It could only watch as the breath of death produced and dissipated, trembling with urgency, as if roaring, but helpless.

At the head of the city, seeing the slaughter on this side, Liao Dingshan's body shook, and he almost couldn't hold the horse sword in his hand.

These 100,000 troops are all his descendants.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of pieces began to fall, and the loss was too heavy!

"Boy, Ben Shuai fought with you!" The veteran's eyes were red, and he rushed forward with his horse-cutting sword, and the two Ghost Slaying Sect Martial Saints hurriedly protected the left and right.

Song Yun was still unhurried, calmly making moves, and from time to time intercepted the Ghost Slayer Sect Martial Saint who wanted to leave.

Now the situation is clear - a Venerable One must come to the aid of the army in order to escape from Ansi.

But if a single Venerable can't get out, Song Yun will do his best to stop it.

If the two Ghost Slaying Sect Martial Saints left at the same time, this really couldn't be stopped.

But Liao Dingshan, who stayed in place, was about to be unlucky.

Liao Dingshan and the three of them also understood this, and they were anxious, but they could only watch the rows of people fall.

No one in the city could break the Blood-Drinking Sword Domain, and the annihilation of the entire army was an inevitable end.

Soldiers are dying in battle, and generals are dying in battle.

Song Yun's Blood-Drinking Sword Domain has become a slaughtering domain that makes 100,000 people desperate.

As more and more people fell, the expressions of the three Venerable Masters at the head of the city became more and more defeated, and they became weak in the fight.

The attack of thousands of rain silks was extremely efficient, and after only a stick of incense, the slaughter in the city was over.

The armor stomach was shattered, the broken blades were scattered, and the battle flags of Xu Zi fell.

The ground was littered with corpses, and countless dried pieces of flesh were stained with grains of sand.

The wind was bleak, the sky was dark, and there was a faint wail that had not dispersed.

The main force of 100,000 Xu Guo was slaughtered by Song Yun with one move!