After half an hour, the headquarters received Nangong Shuo's instructions.

Several officers came over with a sincere fear to report: "Lord Song, you have the right to requisition any treasures, and you don't need to ask for instructions in the future, this is the first time we don't know, and please forgive us." ”

"It's okay, bring the stuff." Song Yun smiled slightly, this result was naturally expected.

As long as he is still serving in the Evil Guard, Nangong Shuo will never offend himself, and will try his best to meet all conditions.

The lieutenant general of the peak of the Martial Saint can't find a second one.

What's more, he repelled the Heavenly Ghost in Monan Dao, proving his ability.

It didn't take long for the Evil Guard Officer to carefully bring up six small wooden boxes, which contained six different treasures.

Some are what Song Yun really needs, some may be useful, and some are used to fill up the number to see if they can confuse the opponent.

Song Yun accepted the small wooden box and said solemnly: "You can know about my use of the treasure internally, and you are not allowed to spread it outside, understand?" ”

"Understood!" Everyone present responded in unison.

They agreed happily, but Song Yun didn't expect to keep it a secret.

This kind of thing is not a state secret, and if it is leaked, it will be leaked, and it will be difficult to investigate and convict.

said this, just so that when something really went wrong, he could have a fair and bright reason to conduct an internal investigation.

"Alright, you guys are busy with your business."

Song Yun turned around, left in a hurry, returned to the Dao Law Collection Tower as fast as he could, and then went straight to the seventh floor.

This time, even if there was a problem with the illusion, he could get out directly and ensure his safety.

This time I climbed the stairs, and there was no way to open my eyes.

The few people in front of the stairs saw that it was Song Yun, and even took the initiative to give in and nodded friendly.

Now that everyone has recognized this genuine supreme combat power, no matter how young the Martial Saint is at the peak, most people want to have a good relationship with him, at least don't make too much trouble.

Song Yun didn't care about greeting these ghosts and immortals slowly, bowed his head slightly, and then strode onto the bluestone slab stairs.

As soon as the eyes are closed, the yellow sand returns.

He returned to Anthy.

At the end of the sixth layer test, Song Yun and dozens of veterans won the street battle with difficulty.

Although there were heavy casualties, Song Yun played a vital role in the front line, saving the lives of Lao Li Tou, Lao Wen and many others, and it was still considered a success.

However, this seventh-layer test was followed by a shocking change.

Song Yun stood at the end of the street, standing among the corpses on the ground.

The old pawns stood on the other side of the street, leaning wearily against the wall, just laughing, followed by the sound of horses' hooves.

Hundreds of cavalry suddenly charged, and the speed was amazingly fast, instantly surrounding all the old soldiers.

Lao Wen roared angrily, and just wanted to swing his knife to break through, but he was forced back by several riding knives.

The first officer rode to the middle of the street, wearing black fish-scale armor, holding a long ge in his right hand, and a black iron mask in his left hand, revealing a familiar face.

It was Jing Junying, who had dealt with him, Mengsu.

When Jing's army attacked Anxi for the first time, this person was the first to notice Song Yun and gathered a large number of troops to search for him in the north of the city, but Song Yun successfully disguised himself as a wounded man, blended into the barracks, and slaughtered thousands of wounded.

The two of them have formed a big feud, and they can be Mengsu's cultivation speed, and they can't catch up with Song Yun, so they have long given up the idea of revenge.

At this moment, the battalion of this infantry battalion is in command of a cavalry.

Song Yun understood that the illusion bead was originally based on memory to automatically generate illusions, and the greater the deviation between illusions and memories, the greater the possibility of being manipulated inside.

Meng Su looked at the white-clothed young man on the other side of the street, his eyes were gloomy, and he laughed fiercely:

"I've finally got you."

As soon as he waved his hand, the cavalry under his command immediately moved, raising their round shields and smashing them at the old soldiers.

These cavalrymen waited for work, and they were all young and strong martial artists, fighting more and less, relying on brute force to smash hard, and the old soldiers had no chance to fight back at all, and were quickly smashed to the ground.

Some of the cavalry jumped off their horses and tied up the twenty surviving old soldiers and pushed them to the middle of the street, beside Meng Su.

Meng Su raised Changge, the sharp blade pressed against Lao Li's throat, and then looked at Song Yun proudly.

"Boy, you can fight, but can you save them from me?"

Lao Li's eyes widened angrily, and he shouted: "Anyway, we old men don't have a few years to live, and it won't be a loss to die here, Song Yun, run away!" ”

Meng Su snorted coldly, and with a slight force on his wrist, Ge Blade cut a wound on Lao Li's neck, and blood immediately flowed out.

"Your name is Song Yun, right? Surrender now, and I spare all of your lives. ”

"I'll give you three breaths of time, and as soon as the three breaths arrive, I'll kill this old man, and then change another person, and continue to ask."

"Down? Or not down? ”

The hundreds of cavalrymen behind shouted in unison: "Those who surrender will not be killed!" ”

"Song Yun, don't believe the nonsense of these people, you can't survive if you fall into their hands......" Lao Li Tou struggled desperately, wanting to crash into Ge Jian and commit suicide.

Jing Bing next to him had already prepared, holding down Lao Li's head stiffly, and Meng Su also raised Changge slightly.

Between the struggles and wrestling, the wound on Lao Li's abdomen completely collapsed, blood overflowed, and a section of the sleeve that Song Yun tied up also fell off, and a section of intestines was faintly exposed under the ruptured leather armor.

Seeing this, the rest of the old soldiers also angrily wanted to break free, and then they were brutally smashed back by Jing Bing with their shields, and their faces were covered with blood.

Seeing this scene, Song Yun narrowed his eyes, his face was expressionless, but his gaze had become extremely cold.

"It's really ...... to tamper with my memories like this Damn. ”

"No matter who you are, whether it's a collection order or someone, you actually want to provoke me with this method, you can only say-"

"You succeeded, but you can't afford to anger me!"

Meng Su on the other side frowned, "Do you surrender or not?" ”

I saw Song Yun bending down and picking up a riding knife without a curled blade from his feet.

Seeing this scene, Meng Su's face sank, "So, are you going to let this old man live?" ”

"Three breaths, now it's two-"

Before the words were finished, everyone's faces changed.

On the other side of the street, the body of the young man in white suddenly erupted with an incomparably terrifying murderous aura!

Suddenly, there seemed to be a bloody storm covering the whole city, the cold breath made people's souls tremble, and the fear of death permeated everyone's heart.

Bang, bang, bang......

In Song Yun's chest, a heavy heartbeat sounded, like a heavy drum, beating vigorously at once.

With every strong beat of his heart, Song Yun's cheeks also became swollen red, bloodshot lines appeared on his eyes, and finally the whites of his eyes were completely red.

This is the secret method of burning blood in the Blood Emperor Devouring Immortal Sutra.

Song Yun had never used a secret method, because he was not forced into a desperate situation, and those who used the secret method would pay a huge price such as longevity and potential, and the gains outweighed the losses.

In the illusion, however, there is no such concern.

Blood is like fire, burning brightly.

In an instant, all the power of Song Yun's body boiled!

His face was bright red like jujubes, but his hair turned from black to white.

White clothes and white hair, even more solemn.

Song Yun raised the knife in his hand and pointed it at the people of Mengsu who were looking frightened.

"Whoever insults Beiting, I will kill him!"

I don't know if I said this to Meng Su, or to the manipulator behind the scenes.

The wind rises, and the knife comes out.

The current Song Yun couldn't exert his qi, so he directly shook his hand, and the thin-bladed riding knife turned into a rainbow light and shot out quickly.

The sharp edge contains the ultimate meaning of severance.

A knife can cut the sea.

The sword was spread out like a practice, and it passed through Meng Su's body in an instant.

Meng Su, along with the war horse under his crotch, was cut in two in an instant!

The upper body of the man and the head of the horse rolled straight up, sprinkling blood in the air.

The headless corpse of the horse stood still, blood like a fountain, and Meng Su's legs fell to the ground from both sides of the corpse.

The cavalry sword castrated non-stop, and then flew into the cavalry ranks behind.

Boom......

The blade passed through body after body.

Where the edge passes, no armor can stop it, and no one can live.

With a flick of the sword, nearly half of the hundreds of cavalry were killed!

Suddenly, there was no one in the street, only the sound of gasps of extreme fear, and the popping of corpses falling to the ground.

Song Yun bent down and picked up another riding knife.

"Withdraw!" Several officers shouted in horror and ran away, fearing that their bodies would also be cut in half.

The rest of the cavalry were also frightened by this sword, and completely ignored the more than twenty old soldiers, and fled on horseback.

The scene began to melt.

I don't know what this level is tested, but it was violently cracked as soon as it came up, and I didn't even use the treasure of the evil guard.

This is also in line with Song Yun's philosophy.

Zhencheng Wufu, the key is still in the word Wufu.

When you encounter a problem and solve it with a sword, this is Takefu.

There will be no problem if you kill all the people who create the problem.

Seeing that he was about to exit the illusion realm, Song Yun snorted coldly and shouted to the sky:

"Next time I use this trick, I'll break your illusion bead!"

The sound echoed in the sky above Anzai, and then disappeared with the shattering of the illusion.

I don't know if the order was heard, but it doesn't matter, the warning has been delivered.

If the test of the eighth layer is still like this, then Song Yun will be ruthless.

The treasures that are called from the Evil Guard are not only for self-protection!

Anxi's scene disappeared completely, and Song Yun returned to the top of the bluestone slab staircase.

Suddenly realizing that the atmosphere around him was wrong, he looked back, and when he looked back, all the ghosts and immortals showed horror on their faces, retreated far away, and looked at him cautiously.

"You guys?" Song Yun frowned slightly.

One of the ghost immortals chatted with Song Yun a few times, and the relationship was quite harmonious, so he had the courage to smile bitterly:

"General Song, the momentum on your body is really ...... It's scary. ”

The murderous aura originates from the temperament of the person itself, which is naturally formed, formless and phaseless.

Song Yun has killed countless people with his own hands, and his temperament naturally contains a terrifying murderous aura, and he has always deliberately restrained himself, so he is no different from ordinary people.

This time I entered the illusion, and the murderous aura erupted under the anger, and the convergence in reality was gone, and the "original form was revealed", which scared these ghosts and immortals in the peaceful era who had never seen blood enough.

"It's okay, you climb your tower, I'll go to the seventh floor first."

Song Yun didn't bother to say anything more, waved his hand, and walked upstairs.