Song Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, trying to recall the function of [Anxi Real-Time Map].

The whole city is in full view, especially the enemy's position, movements, and cultivation realm, all under control.

It didn't take long for a translucent map to appear in front of me, with tens of thousands of small dots of light moving.

Song Yun only glanced at it, and his face changed.

Illusions and memories are still discreet, and the deviations are ridiculous.

There is actually a martial saint of Jingguo in the city!

The first battle of Anxi was originally a 60,000-strong vanguard led by Sikong Cuo.

They inquired about the information in advance and knew that Anxi had actually been abandoned by the Tang court, and only three thousand old soldiers were stationed there.

Therefore, Jingguo did not send too many troops, and the strong did not move, and there was even only one grandmaster among the 60,000 people.

On the one hand, it is to hide people's eyes and ears, and on the other hand, it is also to prevent Tang Guo from being too stimulated.

This made it possible for Song Yun to slaughter the soldiers and horses in the city.

As a result, the illusion directly adjusted the difficulty to the highest, and Jingguo did his best this time.

Song Yun glanced at the [Anxi Real-time Map] again, the brightest point of light, representing that the enemy was a cultivator in the late stage of the Martial Saint.

There is no need to guess the identity of the enemy, Jingguo's Wulie Gong Baixiang!

Although this person is already the soul of Song Yun's sword, the three-pointed and two-edged knife of the famous weapon has also become a collectible trophy in the [Void Storage Box].

But at this moment, in the illusion world, the family is in the late stage of the Martial Saint, and Song Yun is only in the middle of the third order!

How does this work?

"Sure enough, the tests I was given were all super difficult."

Song Yun shook his head and turned to the [Real-time Map] to find the traces of the surviving pawns.

However, after looking at it over and over again, I couldn't find my own point of light.

In the face of the Martial Saint powerhouse, the three thousand old soldiers were naturally unable to resist, and they were all killed.

Song Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

"These old men are already resting in peace, so don't pull them out and toss them anymore, it's good."

Like the last test, Meng Su captured the old soldier alive to threaten Song Yun, this situation is unacceptable. If this is still the case, Song Yun will not hesitate to use his hole cards to try to make the Away Illusion Bead collapse.

The collection tower is a big deal and it will not be climbed, and this breath must be drawn.

It is estimated that the collector also heard Song Yun's threat, and did not dare to set up an excessive situation, but just made a super high difficulty.

"If the difficulty is high, it's high, anyway, I'll kill it slowly by myself."

Song Yun looked at the map and could find that the Jing soldiers had easily occupied the entire city, and the troops that had scattered the street battles were regrouping.

After the assembly, it is estimated that the entire city will be cleared, all the charred and collapsed houses will be bulldozed, and a few military camps will be rebuilt.

Now there is still chaos in Anxi City, there are fires and black smoke everywhere, and you can take advantage of the chaos to move your hands a few times.

When Jing Jun finishes cleaning up the city, I'm afraid there won't be many opportunities.

Song Yun poked his head out of the corner of the wall again and looked at the dozen Jing soldiers in front of his house.

"There's no one else around, so it's you."

With a flip of his left palm, a black smoky stone appeared in his hand.

This kind of secret weapon hasn't been used for a long time, and it can't keep up with his realm, but when the strength is weak, it is indeed an artifact that assists assassination. …

The black smoke stone was thrown into the air, and the thick black smoke dispersed, instantly enveloping the area in front of the house.

These dozen Jing soldiers were all black-eyed, and they didn't know what was going on.

"Enemy attack, blow the whistle quickly-" As soon as the chief spoke, his head was hit hard and he fainted directly.

Immediately afterwards, the deputy was also knocked unconscious.

Song Yun smashed the front of the team with the hilt of his sword, and then began the slaughter.

With the realm of a third-order warrior, dealing with this group of pawns who are all first-order and second-order soldiers, and suddenly attacking, it is naturally easy to capture.

The bronze long sword was slashed continuously, and more than a dozen Jing soldiers were all wiped on their necks.

Whoever wanted to blow the whistle and call for help, Song Yun would kill whoever he wanted first, so he couldn't make a sound.

The black smoke quickly cleared outside, and the amount of a single black smoke stone did not attract the attention of the other troops.

Song Yun walked into the house, poured the fierce fire oil, and then dragged the fainted Shi Chang in and pressed him into a puddle of fierce fire oil.

After a few slaps, he successfully woke people up.

Nashi Chang groaned, and then he smelled the pungent scorching smell, looked at the colleagues who died in battle around him and the black and red liquid all over the ground, and then looked at Song Yun with an expressionless face, and immediately understood what was happening, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Song Yun took out another torch, and Nashi Chang's body trembled even more.

In recent years, the fierce fire oil has been vigorously promoted in the Jingguo army, and the Jing army is well aware of the power of the fierce fire oil, as long as there is some on the body, there is basically no possibility of surviving in the fire.

Moreover, among the many ways to die, being burned to death by fire is undoubtedly the most painful.

"Rao ......," said Nashichang, whose face turned pale and his lips squirmed.

"Yes, I got a soft bone." Song Yun nodded with satisfaction, if this Shi Chang would rather die than cooperate, then the target would have to be replaced by a deputy.

However, he generally sees people very accurately, and this kind of person who scolds his subordinates when he encounters setbacks, and even scolds his comrades who die in battle, will not be a warrior who sacrifices his life for righteousness.

Carrying the long collar in one hand, he lifted him out of the oil-stained floor, leaned against the wall and rubbed it against the fire, rubbing off the fierce oil behind his back.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw the other man take out a stone the size of a quail's egg and bounce it into his mouth.

Then he slapped him on the chest, and the stone rolled down his esophagus.

The next moment, Shi Chang felt that his stomach was burning, and his intestines were almost broken.

A mouth, and bursts of black smoke erupted from the mouth!

"Ahem, cough, cough......" He coughed violently, a handful of snot and tears, and after a while, the black smoke in his mouth gradually weakened.

"How? Feeling better? Song Yun came up and said with a smile.

Nashi Chang looked up weakly, his eyes full of horror, "What did you swallow for me?" ”

"A unique poison." Song Yun made up matter-of-factly, "You must take the antidote every five days, otherwise your internal organs will be burned to charcoal, and black smoke will be sprayed out of your mouth, just like just now." ”

Nashi Chang immediately covered his stomach in horror, trying to retch but couldn't vomit.

"Don't think about asking for help, at least you Jingguo don't have this antidote, unless you have the ability to go to Chang'an in five days."

Under the desire to survive, the chief nodded very smartly, "What do you need me to do?" ”…

With a click, Song Yun twisted Shi Chang's neck next to him, and then smiled slightly, "I need an identity - the little soldiers under your command." ”

“…… Yes. ”

The chief also knew that Song Yun had bad intentions, but in order to save his life, he didn't care about anything, and promised to come down first.

The two deliberated and selected a dead soldier named Wang Hu.

This Wang Hu is an orphan, and he is withdrawn on weekdays, and he only communicates with his comrades-in-arms, so it is best to disguise himself.

Although there are some differences in appearance, how can you see your face clearly in battle, everyone is covered with dust.

This team is called Gu Changfang, a cavalry in command of the light cavalry battalion, a total of twenty people, of course, now he has become the commander of the light pole.

Soon, Song Yun changed into Wang Hu's clothes, followed Gu Changfang, and faked the corpses of the cavalry as if they were killed in battle, only took out Wang Hu alone, threw them into the house and burned them.

"You wait here for me for a moment." Song Yun said and walked into a small house next to him.

When I came to the bedside, I lifted the sheets, and sure enough, I saw a familiar face.

Song Yun sighed softly, and many images flashed in his mind, Li Mu when he was young, and Li Tou when he was dying......

"When I'm done with these things, I'll go to your house and set up a monument for you, and stand next to that lotus girl, haven't you always wanted to go home to see her......"

It didn't take long for the house to burst into flames.

Song Yun was dressed in black armor, his face was cold, and he strode out of the fire.