As if hearing Yelu Chuxiong's laughter, the black qi in the air rolled violently, and the color changed from light black to dark black.

The black is solid, the black is fresh, as if only a thin veil needs to be pierced, and this black gas can descend on this world.

The 50,000 elite horsemen of the Liao Kingdom under the city had a faint panic in their hearts inexplicably at this moment, and even the cheers were much quieter.

Yelu Chuxiong smiled and stared at Song Yundao murderously:

"Boy, your strength is good, in a one-on-one situation, I really can't take you down."

"However, the heads-up session is over!"

"Now all I'm going to do is kill you!"

With that, he took out a command flag from his bosom, shook it in the wind, and waved it high.

Under the city, the regular sound of drums immediately sounded.

Bands of cavalry began to line up, clenched their reins, raised their blades, and prepared to charge.

Seeing this, Song Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, "You're going to kill me with this?" ”

Yelu Chuxiong sneered: "Boy, you are still young, and there are many things that you have never seen." ”

The drums beat rapidly, the hooves were dense, and they came from outside the city like a torrential rain.

"Wan Sheng!"

The brigade of Liao elite cavalry shouted and rushed into Anxi.

Under the perception of the [Anxi Real-time Map], Song Yun was surprised to find that this army was different from any of the troops he had dealt with.

In the past, no matter how neat the formation was, it was always a scattered soldier, and countless scattered forces could not be gathered, so naturally there was no threat to the martial saint.

This time, however, was different.

The 50,000 elite horsemen who were rushing into the city all tacitly entered the same rhythm.

The depth of the breath, the frequency of the horse's hooves, the speed of the advance, the angle at which the weapon is wielded...... The characteristics are strikingly consistent, and there is even a sense of harmony.

In this state of "harmony", everyone's aura is actually connected!

In other words, what Song Yun is facing is no longer 50,000 scattered cavalry, but a complete cavalry army!

One person lifted the bone duo, and 50,000 people all raised the bone duo, and the qi was connected, and the attacks were also superimposed on each other.

In the end, the quantitative change became a qualitative change, so that this cavalry army had the Gang Qi of the Martial Saint level!

Seeing Song Yun's surprised gaze, Yelu Chuxiong smiled proudly.

"Boy stupid, right? This is the most precious legacy of the Great Xia Dynasty - the art of military formation and qi, and I should be the only one who will meet it at present. ”

"It took Ben Shuai a full ten years to train these 50,000 Aiki cavalry, that is, to surround and kill a strong enemy on the battlefield."

"Now that this precious spot has been given to you, you should be proud enough."

said that the strike flag fell fiercely and pointed at Song Yun.

"Da Liao Iron Cavalry, kill this person for Ben Shuai!"

"Kill!" 50,000 people shouted at the same time, and the sound was stopped.

Fifty thousand elite horsemen stepped into the city, the uniform armor was shining in the sun, and flags were waving in the wind.

On the raised bones one by one, the tribulus-shaped hammer head shone with cold light, and the qi emitted blended and superimposed on each other, and finally formed a thick gang qi, covering everyone's body.

If you want to attack this cavalry, you must first break this thick layer of Gang Qi shield.

But Yelu Chuxiong won't watch dryly.

Song Yun is equivalent to dealing with two Martial Saint powerhouses at the same time.

This is extremely difficult, and if you are not careful, you will be severely injured by Yelu Chuxiong.

But even so, Song Yun's expression was still quite calm, staring at the fifty thousand cavalry below, and muttering:

"The art of military formation? It's a bit of a doorway, and if this thing hadn't been lost, I'm afraid I wouldn't have survived today. ”

"For the sake of my safety, it's better that this aiki technique has been lost."

"What are you muttering?" Yelu Chuxiong frowned.

Song Yun raised his head, stared at him and smiled, "I said, you all have to die!" ”

Hmmm-

A cold edge rose, and a vast rain of blood fell.

The wind and rain are bitter, and the killing intent continues.

The Blood-Drinking Sword Domain was in full swing, enveloping the entire Anxi City.

Thousands of rain strands fluttered, and the bright red color soaked the lonely city.

"This is your trick to slaughter 100,000 Xu troops? Extraordinary indeed. Yelu Chuxiong waved the command flag, "It's a pity, I can't break my Aiki army array!" ”

Fifty thousand cavalry shouted at the same time: "Emperor! ”

The thick Gang Qi stretched out, blocking the red rain on it.

The rain fell on the Gang Qi shield, making a hissing sound, and after some confrontation, slowly dissolved.

Like rain hitting the surface of the lake, the ripples on the Gang Qi shield spread out in a circle.

The shield itself was also trembling, but it still withstood the pressure and blocked the attack of the Blood Drinking Sword Domain.

Yelu Chuxiong put away the order flag, and the fine iron bones shook, "Boy, I see that you are maintaining the sword domain, how can you fight with me at the same time?" ”

Rushing over, unstoppable, like a rampaging rhinoceros.

Song Yun swept out with a sword "Breaking the Sea", and fought against the fine iron bones, and at the same time floated and retreated with the help of strength.

Yelu Chuxiong did not give up, continued to bully himself, pushed his speed to the extreme, and continued to exert pressure.

Indeed, it takes a lot of energy to maintain such a large sword domain, and now is the time when Song Yun is at his weakest, and it is also a good time for Yelu Chuxiong to be a killer.

After a few moves, Song Yun fell into a comprehensive disadvantage, and was almost hit by the heavy fine iron bone several times, almost breaking his bones and tendons.

The corners of Yelu Chuxiong's mouth curled, revealing a cruel smile.

"What Ben Shuai likes the most is to erase a martial arts genius like you."

"Watching geniuses weep bitterly in my hands, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, and then fall, that taste is better than winning a battle."

"Boy, get down on your knees and beg me! I'm in a good mood, so I'll give you a happy death! ”

Song Yun ignored him, looked down at the situation on the ground, and frowned slightly.

"The Blood Drinking Sword Domain is a combination of the Blood Emperor Devouring Immortal Sutra and the Sword Three 'Tu Wan Army', with the cutting power of the rain silk as the main means of attack, it is more than enough to deal with ordinary troops, and if you fight this kind of Aiki army formation, the ability to break the defense is still a little worse."

"In terms of the ability to break defenses on a large scale, Sword Five's 'Broken Stars' is the pinnacle."

"However, the trick of shattering the stars will require too much strength, and it will be combined with the Blood Emperor Devouring Immortal Sutra, and the consumption will be even more terrifying."

Still thinking about it, in the sound of a sonic boom, Yelu Chuxiong's figure suddenly advanced a few zhang distance.

The black shadow flashed, and the fine iron bones smashed directly into the door of the head.

Song Yun retreated sharply, but Yelu Chuxiong also changed his moves, and the bone duo deviated outward and gently rubbed his left shoulder.

Song Yun's left arm immediately hung down softly, and his shoulder blade was completely shattered.

Seeing this, Yelu Chuxiong laughed wildly again, "Don't be stubborn, it's still too late to kneel down and beg for mercy now!" ”

On the ground, the 50,000 cavalry soldiers were also very excited when they saw this, and urged in unison: "Kneel down and beg for mercy!" ”

Song Yun's face was expressionless, letting his left arm hang weakly, and wielding the long sword with his right hand.

"The rain falls."

The red silk rain that spreads throughout the city changes its character in an instant.

It's no longer tilting and drifting in the wind.

Instead, it stood up, straight as a hanging needle, and aimed at the Aiki military array below.

It paused for a moment, then fell at a terrifying speed.

It's as if tens of thousands of blood-patterned golden needles burst down!

Woohoo...... In the dense sound of breaking wind, countless rain threads vertically pierced the Gangqi shield and pierced deeply.

The majestic qi condensed by 50,000 people is like a broken paper umbrella under a rainstorm, which is instantly destroyed and full of holes!

"You—" Yelu Chuxiong's eyes widened in disbelief.

The Gang Qi shield only lasted less than a breath before it shattered.

The 50,000 soldiers below had no protection from Gangqi, and they had no power to resist in the face of Song Yun's all-out blow.

They looked up in despair and looked at the rain that was getting closer and closer.

Streams of rain pierced through their armor, through their bodies, through their horses.

Finally submerged in the sand.

Fifty thousand people, fifty thousand horses, their armor intact, only a few tiny red spots on their skin.

But they froze, motionless, and became 50,000 silent sculptures.

The sound of the weeping wind blew.

The sculpture finally moved slowly.

Boom, boom, boom...... They fell to the ground in patches, revealing tiny red dots that were still spurting blood from underneath their bodies.

The sword qi rain penetrated through the body, and it had destroyed all their vitality.

Once the blood rains, no one will survive.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Yelu Chuxiong suddenly fell into a rage.

Such a cavalry who is good at the Aiki military formation can be said to be unique in the world, and it is the capital of his future hegemony.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the division, the whole army was wiped out.

The killing intent in Yelu Chuxiong's heart boiled to the extreme.

On the other hand, Song Yun, after performing his tricks, his physical strength was almost drained, and he couldn't slow down for a while, which was the best time to start.

Yelu Chuxiong roared: "Boy, let 50,000 people be buried with you, you should also be content, let me die!" ”

The fine iron bones were raised and fell with a bang, about to smash Song Yun's head.

With a flash of blue light, the long sword came out horizontally, and he steadily caught the swift blow.

Yelu Chuxiong was surprised to find that Song Yun's face instantly changed from pale to ruddy.

And the momentum has also skyrocketed, not only returning to its original state, but even stronger than before!