One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 160
Facing Song Yun's provocation, Bai Jian and the other four venerables were ashen-faced, resentful, but helpless.

This mysterious young martial sage has excellent swordsmanship and body skills, and he is also skilled in Dao and martial arts. His methods are weird and varied, and his combat power is completely beyond the scope of the middle-term martial sage.

According to the plan, they really wanted to use Song Yun as a breakthrough.

First four people joined forces to surround and kill him, and then eight people joined forces to kill Zong Chenyuan, and the remaining Beiting army became lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Unexpectedly, not only was Song Yun's side not a breakthrough, but it became a big trouble. In just a dozen or so moves, the four venerables were forced to struggle, and all their cards were played.

If this continues, Song Yun is not dead, but they will have an accident first.

The eight venerables looked at each other and began to change their positions.

Among the four venerables who were in charge of dealing with Zong Chenyuan, two more came out and turned to this side.

The six of them formed a joint force, it was going to be six against one!
They just want to kill Song Yun quickly to open up the situation. This intention is very obvious.

"Dare!" Zong Chenyuan was furious when he saw this, and the Jinghong Spear stabbed out, turning into thousands of spear shadows, pressing Horton Shanyu and Marshal Yue Guotianwei to attack violently.

"The two Martial Saints want to hold the old man back in the late stage?"

The sharp spear head spun to break through the wind and sand, making a whistling sound, stabbing continuously, only half an inch away from the vital points of the two.

Horton Chanyu and Marshal Tianwei were also impatient. They used secret techniques, spewed blood, paid a painful price, and temporarily aroused combat power beyond the limit.

As long as he can withstand this round of onslaught and Song Yun is killed, the war will be won!

No matter how great the pressure is, they must bear it!
Seeing these two people using secret techniques, Zong Chenyuan had to work harder.

As a result, the black skull imprint on the center of the brow reappeared just now, exuding a faint black air.

"Damn it..." The old marshal frowned.

This skull mark was the curse of the Sheng Guo Guoshi before his death yesterday, and it was very difficult to deal with.

It was originally suppressed by the power of luck, but now that 40 troops are attacking the city, Anxi's luck field is extremely unstable, and the curse is showing signs of recurrence.

When Zong Chenyuan froze, Horton Shanyu and Marshal Tianwei stabilized the rhythm and successfully blocked the startling spear, allowing the other six people to attack Song Yun without distraction.

"It's over!" Zong Chenyuan was extremely anxious, and wanted to help, but he was unable to do so.

Next to him, Song Yun held a sword in both hands, watching the six venerables coming aggressively, he just sneered:
"You really treat me like a persimmon?"

Prince Beiyuan Chunhui said in a deep voice: "Boy, I admit that you are very powerful in combat, but after all, you are only in the middle stage of martial arts, can you still turn the world upside down? Don't resist, just accept death obediently, we will give you a good time."

The rest of the people were also afraid that Song Yun would counterattack before he died, so they threateningly said: "If you dare to resist, we will set a fire of poisonous heart, burn your soul, and torture you for three days and three nights!"

What responded to them was the long sword raised slowly.

"Kill me? You guys are not enough!" Song Yun yelled angrily, dashed forward, and rushed in front of them.

Hold the sword and touch it, the tip of the sword lights up with thousands of points of cold light, flickering, catching everyone's eyes.

It's like a cold pond, reflecting the stars in the sky.

This bit of starlight was approaching rapidly, and the killing intent and sharpness contained in it made the six Venerables feel their cheeks tingle.

The fifth in "The Nine Swords of the White Emperor Killing the Sky" is Broken Star!
In an instant, the sword came out, the stars fell, and the wind was silent.

The killing intent was icy cold, diffused along the sword, surrounded everyone, and lingered for a long time.

Song Yun swung his sword with all his strength, and actually created the illusion of "extreme movement turning into stillness". As the sword edge came out, the moment seemed to extend infinitely, and the fierce killing sword energy completely locked on the six venerables.

Faced with the difficult situation of one against six, he chose to strike first and unleash a powerful blow!
Thousands of stars glow faintly, exuding the breath of death, hovering in front of the enemy in an instant.

Whoever dares to go up first will die first!
The six venerables were stunned for a moment, and then they all reacted in the same way——

Pull back and retreat!

No one dared to take the sword head-on, no one dared to be the first to strike, so they could only retreat.

The six venerables are very calm. Such a terrifying large-scale sword skill must consume a lot of energy, and it cannot be used continuously.

After this sword strike, Song Yun would enter a period of weakness, and it was time for them to counterattack.

The wishful thinking of several people was very loud.

Zong Chenyuan was also very worried, and sent a voice transmission to Song Yun while calling back:

"Save your strength, roam and fight, and I'll come to rescue you after I finish off these two late martial saints!"

Song Yun didn't listen to him, and sent a voice transmission: "It's okay, our reinforcements are coming soon."

After five years of silence, it has been a long time since I have used my sword with all my strength, so I naturally want to seize the opportunity and give it a go.

Baidi's killing swordsmanship is not practiced, but to be sharpened between life and death, bathing in the blood of powerful enemies and making rapid progress!
A sword "Broken Star" forcefully forced the six people back.

Song Yun's figure flickered, and he concentrated the sharpest sword intents, focusing on taking care of Jing Guo's general Bai Jian.

It is best to force out the demon in his heart.

Bai Jian's body-protecting treasure, the basalt rock, was shattered by a sword before, and his armor was also cut to pieces. He had no other means of protecting his life, and now he was completely panicked.

"Why is this guy always staring at me?"

He turned around and ran, flying towards the outside of the city wall, intending to leave the battlefield first.

Naturally, Song Yun couldn't let him go, two blood-patterned gold needles flew out, completely blocking Bai Jian's escape route from two directions.

"Be obedient and accept my three swords. If you don't die after the three swords, I will let you go." Song Yun stood up and chased after him, laughing at the same time.

Bai Jian wanted to cry when he heard the words, but the big sword in the other party's hand was obviously a heaven-ranked treasure, and even the basalt crystal rocks that were heaven-ranked could be crushed. Great?

But he wanted to run but couldn't. Even if the five venerables around took the opportunity to attack, Song Yun ignored him and would rather be injured than stab him a few times.

Bai Jian was helpless, so he had no choice but to stop, waved the three-pointed and two-edged knife, took a defensive posture, and said angrily:
"Where did I offend you? Why do you have to drag me to die together?"

Song Yun: "Your son Bai Xiang provoked me several times, and the father will pay the debt. I will kill you today!"

Bai Jian almost collapsed after hearing this, "He is not my son, he is my nephew! You have found the wrong person!"

"I don't care!" Song Yun hadn't finished speaking, and the little cold light had already killed him.

With all his strength, Bai Jian danced the three-pointed and two-edged sword into an impenetrable circle, blocking half of the sword's momentum.

The remaining half brushed past the three-pointed two-edged knife and hit Bai Jian's body.

The sharp edge sank in continuously, splashing a lot of blood.

No more, no less, exactly three swords.

Between the eyebrows, the mouth of the heart, and the dantian.

All three vital points were stabbed with precision.

Shua, Song Yun stopped when he saw it was good, stabbed a few times like a dragonfly splashing on water, and drew his sword back quickly.

Beside him, fierce attacks came one after another.

The other five venerables are now using Bai Xiang as bait to attract Song Yun's sword power, and take the opportunity to kill them.

Whoosh, whoosh... Countless bursts of stellar energy hit the body, only tore the outer clothes, but was blocked by the "Great Xia Worshiping Heavenly King Soft Armor" inside.

The three ghosts and immortals, the lord of Tianyin Palace, Qi Huai, the ruler of the Sheng Kingdom, and Zhao Changyun of the True Spirit Sect, also performed Taoism at the same time, and the cooperation was very tacit.

Especially Qi Huai, because the spirit gold dagger that symbolizes the status of the king was taken away, he was so angry that he used his housekeeping skill "soul piercing arrow" to beat Song Yun into a broken fool!
(End of this chapter)