This first battle of Anxi was of far-reaching significance, not only laying the foundation of Song Yun's martial arts, but also the beginning of the road of the strong.

One person and one sword, cutting off strong enemies and rescuing his comrades was the only goal in his heart at that time, and it also became the "spiritual core" of his martial arts.

Therefore, the outcome of this battle had a great impact on Song Yun's mind.

If this test messes up -

After practicing martial arts for so long and going through so many tribulations, he still can't save three thousand old soldiers.

That will inevitably affect the confidence in practicing martial arts, even if it is just a trace of hesitation, it is equivalent to planting demons.

In the future, when promoting immortals, even if you rely on the system to force a breakthrough, there will still be flaws.

This is a danger that should not be taken lightly.

"It's just a test of climbing, and if it fails, there will be such a big side effect? It shouldn't be. ”

Song Yun was a little puzzled, looking at the situation of the ghosts and immortals in front of the stairs, although they were under a lot of mental pressure, they were still full of momentum after failure, and they took a break and continued to come back, which was not like having worries at all.

"Could it be that something went wrong?"

Song Yun looked around left and right, everything was exactly the same as the real Anxi, without any flaws.

He entered the illusion of his own accord, and now it is impossible to get out in advance.

Either complete the test or fail to exit.

"Then kill it." Song Yun snorted coldly.

Back then, he had no battlefield experience at all, and he was able to slaughter the entire city's Jing soldiers.

Now he can only do better!

The thoughts in my mind raced, and after only a short moment in the illusion, there was movement outside again.

Footsteps sounded again.

The sunset shone obliquely, and the shadow cast on the inside of the house was a rectangular black shadow.

Those Jing soldiers found a few rooms where no one was around, removed the door panels, and used them as shields to put in front!

This door panel is quite thick, and more importantly, the area is large, and there are no holes in the defense, so there will be no more cases where the feet are chopped off.

As long as you can block a knife, you can force your way into the house.

Old Wen and Old Li Tou noticed this rectangular shadow, and they both guessed Jing Bing's situation, and their faces were not very good-looking.

Lao Wen bowed slightly, shrugged his shoulders, and was ready to collide with brute force.

I really can't do it, so I can only try to knock people out, but this is very dangerous, and my body is easily exposed to the door.

Song Yun dragged Lao Wen, waved his hand, and motioned for him to solve it.

Lao Wen was stunned for a moment, not knowing what this young man could do, and at this moment, a Jing soldier had already rushed in against the door panel.

Song Yun held the hilt of the knife with both hands, the edge of the knife was facing outward and kept it horizontal, while the person faced Lao Li Tou and rushed forward.

A cold light lit up, and the blade slashed across the door in an instant.

The next moment, he had already rushed to Lao Li's side.

With a bang, half of the door panel was cut open with a knife and smashed to the ground, revealing Jing Bing's legs.

"Good!" Lao Wen's eyes lit up, and he directly poked the knife and hit Jing Bing's lower body.

The soldier let out a wail, took a few steps back, threw away half of the door panel in his hand, and clutched his lower body in pain.

The surrounding Jing soldiers hurriedly released arrows to cover, but no one was hit.

Inside the house, Lao Li stared at Song Yun, his eyes full of disbelief.

This young man, who hasn't played with knives for a few days, has such beautiful kung fu?

The knife cracks the door panel, which seems simple, but it needs to be done in one go, and then immediately dodged.

The door panel is not tissue paper, and if the force is slightly weaker, the blade will be easily stuck.

The pace was slow, and it was difficult for Lao Wen next to him to make up for the knife when he was blocked.

This hand, it stands to reason that people who are new to martial arts can't do it.

Old Wen Chong Song Yun gave a thumbs up in admiration. If he were ten years younger, he would dare to do this, but now he can't, he is afraid of flashing his waist with such a knife.

Song Yun rubbed his sore wrist and just smiled bitterly.

Without cultivation, his wrist strength is still too weak.

Fang Cai's knife borrowed the sword intent of "Breaking the Sea", and it was able to cut through the door panel.

At this time, the shouts of killing outside the house had already sounded.

Jing Bing pressed against the door panel and successfully rushed into several other houses to fight with the old soldiers.

Although the indoor area is narrow and there are not a few people in at one time, the energy of the Jing soldiers outside is constantly replenished, and the physical strength of the old soldier is limited.

When the white-knuckle battle is in full swing, it means that the street fighting on this street is coming to an end.

Song Yun's room was the most tenaciously guarded, and now Jing Bing couldn't even enter the door, which immediately attracted the attention of some officers.

Two skilled Jing soldiers stepped out of their horses, holding swords and shields, and cautiously entered the door.

Lao Wen stabbed out the knife obliquely, but was blocked by the shield, and the commander of the Jing army immediately swung his knife to counterattack, and Lao Wen had to retreat.

Although he is a third-order, and Jing Jun is only a second-order, one is old and frail, the other is young and strong, and his combat power is completely unequal to the realm.

On the other side, Song Yun and Lao Li Tou had already discussed tactics, and Lao Li Tou swung his knife first and pressed the shield with all his might.

Song Yun jumped up behind him, his arm extended, and he quickly handed it out.

Jing Guo quickly tilted his head to dodge, but the tip of the knife was like an eye, and with a flicker, it accurately poked into Shi Chang's left eye socket.

This trick seems to be unremarkable, but it is actually extremely difficult.

If it is an ordinary soldier, there is a high probability that this knife can only stab the helmet.

Nash's long eyes were pierced, blood was pouring down, his cheeks twitched in pain, and he waved his shield frantically and slowly retreated.

Song Yun and Lao Li moved out of the way, making way for the space.

The two old soldiers hiding in the back room finally waited for their opportunity and fired the last two arrows, wounding the Shi Chang that Lao Wen had dealt with.

The chief had to face the five people in the house, and he was injured again, and he was already frightened, so he quickly retreated outside.

Jingbing's third wave of offensive was blocked again.

I only heard that there were officers outside who were angry and kept reprimanding.

There was not much joy on the faces of the five people in the house, and this street battle, with less fighting, was destined to be extremely difficult.

Fight off one wave of enemies, and there's the next.

It wasn't long before a familiar smell of burnt fire wafted in from outside.

Menghuo oil!

"They're going to set fire to the house!" Song Yun hurriedly reminded, "Retreat!" ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the roof, and now he had to get out of it from above.

"Withdraw, my highness." Old Wen gestured, and then kicked half of the door panel on the ground to Song Yun's side.

Because the doors and windows were open, Jing Jun could shoot arrows in at any time, and if they wanted to climb the beams safely, they had to retreat to the back room first.

But there was no one guarding outside, and Jing Bing could rush in at any time.

There must be a person left to guard the door.

The person who stayed behind said that he was the queen of the palace, but in fact, he had no chance to retreat at all, and he did not have time to climb the beams of the house.

Either burned to death by fire, or hacked to death by Jing Bing's knife,

Lao Wen took the initiative to choose the queen of the palace, that is, he chose to die.

Song Yun looked at Lao Wen, his eyes froze, and a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

The most annoying situation for people is to be powerless in the face of regret.

Even if it's a fantasy, it's still the same.

Seeing his comrades die in battle again, his mind is uneasy, how can he practice martial arts in the future?

"This dog's fantasy, when I go out, I must know who did it!"

"What are you doing? Let's go. Lao Li tugged at Song Yun's arm, but didn't move.

I only heard Song Yun say coldly: "You go first, I'll break the back." ”

"Stinky boy, don't be stupid." Lao Wen couldn't help but scold, "You've only been practicing martial arts for a year, aren't you looking for death if you stay?" ”

Song Yun just shook his head, "I have a way to deal with them." ”