One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years
Chapter 250 I am the town warrior
"Do you have a solution? What can you do?" Old Wen Wen and Old Li stared.
The two had to guard against the enemies outside, so they didn't notice that one of the two door panels in the room was suddenly missing, and the small round shield that Song Yun had snatched was also gone at this moment.
Song Yun's eyes seemed to be on fire.
"This is an illusion based on my memory. I still have the ability I had back then!"
"Under the city of Anxi, I am the town warrior!"
Driven by a strong idea, the [Void Storage Box] really took effect.
There is still no response from the system, perhaps because the illusion cannot recognize such a special existence.
The real system will automatically hide away from Anxi, and it is impossible to appear in this illusion.
However, the role that the system can play on the bright side is still reappearing at this moment.
The most obvious ability is to ingest items.
The smell of fierce fire oil became stronger and stronger, Song Yun didn't explain anymore, and pushed the two old soldiers into the back room.
The two old soldiers had experienced several battles, they were exhausted and their physical strength was exhausted, so they were directly pushed over.
"You—" Old Li panicked.
With a bang, Song Yunfei kicked the remaining half of the door panel out.
Whoosh, the bow-wielding soldiers outside the door subconsciously shot arrows, and the first wave of arrows was all blocked by the door panel.
Then a figure rushed out.
Song Yun held a small round shield in his left hand and a knife in his right, and threw himself in front of Jing Bing, who was holding a wooden barrel of burning oil.
People around were slashing with knives, Song Yun just pushed the shield to protect the left side, and slashed at it with the knife in his right hand regardless.
The right side of the body was unprotected, and the right shoulder was immediately stabbed several inches deep, and blood flowed out.
But Song Yun didn't even blink, and continued to slash with the knife in his hand, slashing Jing Bing's throat.
"Now promoted to the middle stage of the first order!"
Without the system notification, Song Yun counted by himself.
Kill the enemy and become stronger.
At the same time, the wound on the shoulder healed quickly. Because the white robe covered it and was soaked in blood, no one noticed this amazing scene. They just felt that the aura of this white-robed youth suddenly became stronger!
Song Yun didn't fight with these soldiers, he threw the shield flying with his left hand, blocking several people, and then slapped the wooden barrel to take away the barrel of flaming oil.
"Where's the barrel?" The people around screamed.
Shua, the saber slashed sideways, and while everyone was stunned, cut open the waist of a Jing soldier.
"Late stage of the first order."
In the bloody light, the soldiers waved their weapons to attack, and a white figure had already broken through the barrier.
Whoosh, someone shot an arrow, and an arrow hit Song Yun's back.
Song Yun staggered a little, but kept walking, and rushed to a Jing soldier holding a torch.
That Jing Bing was also a brave man, not afraid, but took the initiative to attack.
The two swung their knives at the same time, their eyes facing each other's blades, and a cold light emerged from the depths of their pupils.
The blade quickly approached the opponent's vitals.
At the last moment, Song Yun tilted his body strangely, but the saber in his hand still fell steadily.
Blood sprayed from the two of them at the same time.
Song Yun's left arm was almost cut off.
That Jing Bing received a slash from his chest to his lower abdomen, and almost all his organs were broken open, and his viscera flowed out.
"Peak of the first order."
Song Yun pulled out the arrow on his back with his backhand. He didn't need to worry about the secondary trauma caused by forcibly pulling out the arrow. As long as he advances, this small injury will heal immediately.
He took the torch, shook it vigorously, and threw off a little spark.
Only then did the Jing soldiers realize to their horror that there was a puddle of black and red viscous liquid everywhere Song Yun walked.
Boom——The flames billowed, burning the Jing soldiers who were chasing after them until they cried and howled.
Putting away the torch, Song Yun took advantage of the chaos and rushed towards the corner of the street.
There was a constant sound of piercing the air behind him, and the arrows flew randomly. His back was in great pain, as if he had been hit by two more arrows, but it didn't matter.
The current target is those seriously injured before, including one who was blinded, and that is 10 points of repair.
Including those injured in battles in other houses, a total of more than a dozen wounded were dragged to an empty house at the corner of the street for emergency bandaging and treatment.
The location wasn't too far away, probably because they didn't expect that the Beiting army, which was already a turtle in the urn, would take the initiative to fight out.
And there was only one person, and he killed them all on their backs and successfully broke through.
Whoosh——Song Yun panted heavily, using his frail body to push his movements to the extreme, knocked down the guard Jing Bing, and stood at the door.
There were quite a few people in the room, and those Jing soldiers who were slightly injured hurried forward with their knives in hand.
But what greeted them was only a splash of black-red liquid and a few sparks.
The whole house was instantly filled with flames, and Jing Bing was crying and trying to rush out, but Song Yun kicked him back and closed the door behind him.
"Upgrade two levels in a row, the middle stage of the second level."
"Still too weak."
Song Yun turned around slowly, facing a group of panic-stricken Jing soldiers.
"Kill him!" an officer roared.
"Kill!" Several old voices sounded at the same time.
It was Lao Wen, Lao Li, and the two old soldiers in the back room. Seeing that Song Yun had really killed him, they also ventured out of the door, wanting to respond.
Song Yun couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"Although it is an illusion, it is exactly the same as a real person."
He raised his saber high and looked at the more than 200 soldiers in the street.
"You are surrounded by me!"
Take a step forward, rush forward, swing the knife, and cut horizontally.
The head of a Jing soldier flew high.
Song Yun rushed into the crowd brazenly.
No one is shooting arrows now, but there are blades waving wildly everywhere, and occasionally a long dagger or two stabs from the slanting stabs.
Facing this kind of melee, Song Yun already had a lot of experience, and his feet were nimble, avoiding one fatal attack after another.
As for the less threatening attacks, use your body to resist directly.
Not long after, the whole body of the Gebu white robe was stained red with blood.
White clothes become red clothes, and yellow sand becomes red sand.
"Later second stage."
A burly man in thick armor rushed out from the crowd, he was the leader of the cavalry.
"Die!" Captain roared angrily, swiping down the saber in his hand.
"Don't worry, I'll send you on your way right away."
Song Yun swayed to avoid the saber, and a torch appeared in his left hand, igniting the fierce oil on the ground behind him.
He wanted to set fire, but Jing Jun couldn't stop him at all. He could only watch helplessly as the surrounding area was enveloped in a sea of flames. Many people accidentally stepped on the kerosene and were caught in the fire.
"Kill!" From the other side of the street, one after another old voices sounded.
"You old man Li, when you were dying, you were still stubborn, then I can't be worse than grandpa." Someone laughed wantonly.
The old soldiers who stayed in other houses rushed out of the house one after another not to be outdone.
There used to be close to 40 people on this street, but now there are less than [-] people left.
However, they are majestic and firm in their steps, as if they have thousands of troops.
Everyone shouted together:
"Beiting Bingfeng, invincible in the world!"
The two had to guard against the enemies outside, so they didn't notice that one of the two door panels in the room was suddenly missing, and the small round shield that Song Yun had snatched was also gone at this moment.
Song Yun's eyes seemed to be on fire.
"This is an illusion based on my memory. I still have the ability I had back then!"
"Under the city of Anxi, I am the town warrior!"
Driven by a strong idea, the [Void Storage Box] really took effect.
There is still no response from the system, perhaps because the illusion cannot recognize such a special existence.
The real system will automatically hide away from Anxi, and it is impossible to appear in this illusion.
However, the role that the system can play on the bright side is still reappearing at this moment.
The most obvious ability is to ingest items.
The smell of fierce fire oil became stronger and stronger, Song Yun didn't explain anymore, and pushed the two old soldiers into the back room.
The two old soldiers had experienced several battles, they were exhausted and their physical strength was exhausted, so they were directly pushed over.
"You—" Old Li panicked.
With a bang, Song Yunfei kicked the remaining half of the door panel out.
Whoosh, the bow-wielding soldiers outside the door subconsciously shot arrows, and the first wave of arrows was all blocked by the door panel.
Then a figure rushed out.
Song Yun held a small round shield in his left hand and a knife in his right, and threw himself in front of Jing Bing, who was holding a wooden barrel of burning oil.
People around were slashing with knives, Song Yun just pushed the shield to protect the left side, and slashed at it with the knife in his right hand regardless.
The right side of the body was unprotected, and the right shoulder was immediately stabbed several inches deep, and blood flowed out.
But Song Yun didn't even blink, and continued to slash with the knife in his hand, slashing Jing Bing's throat.
"Now promoted to the middle stage of the first order!"
Without the system notification, Song Yun counted by himself.
Kill the enemy and become stronger.
At the same time, the wound on the shoulder healed quickly. Because the white robe covered it and was soaked in blood, no one noticed this amazing scene. They just felt that the aura of this white-robed youth suddenly became stronger!
Song Yun didn't fight with these soldiers, he threw the shield flying with his left hand, blocking several people, and then slapped the wooden barrel to take away the barrel of flaming oil.
"Where's the barrel?" The people around screamed.
Shua, the saber slashed sideways, and while everyone was stunned, cut open the waist of a Jing soldier.
"Late stage of the first order."
In the bloody light, the soldiers waved their weapons to attack, and a white figure had already broken through the barrier.
Whoosh, someone shot an arrow, and an arrow hit Song Yun's back.
Song Yun staggered a little, but kept walking, and rushed to a Jing soldier holding a torch.
That Jing Bing was also a brave man, not afraid, but took the initiative to attack.
The two swung their knives at the same time, their eyes facing each other's blades, and a cold light emerged from the depths of their pupils.
The blade quickly approached the opponent's vitals.
At the last moment, Song Yun tilted his body strangely, but the saber in his hand still fell steadily.
Blood sprayed from the two of them at the same time.
Song Yun's left arm was almost cut off.
That Jing Bing received a slash from his chest to his lower abdomen, and almost all his organs were broken open, and his viscera flowed out.
"Peak of the first order."
Song Yun pulled out the arrow on his back with his backhand. He didn't need to worry about the secondary trauma caused by forcibly pulling out the arrow. As long as he advances, this small injury will heal immediately.
He took the torch, shook it vigorously, and threw off a little spark.
Only then did the Jing soldiers realize to their horror that there was a puddle of black and red viscous liquid everywhere Song Yun walked.
Boom——The flames billowed, burning the Jing soldiers who were chasing after them until they cried and howled.
Putting away the torch, Song Yun took advantage of the chaos and rushed towards the corner of the street.
There was a constant sound of piercing the air behind him, and the arrows flew randomly. His back was in great pain, as if he had been hit by two more arrows, but it didn't matter.
The current target is those seriously injured before, including one who was blinded, and that is 10 points of repair.
Including those injured in battles in other houses, a total of more than a dozen wounded were dragged to an empty house at the corner of the street for emergency bandaging and treatment.
The location wasn't too far away, probably because they didn't expect that the Beiting army, which was already a turtle in the urn, would take the initiative to fight out.
And there was only one person, and he killed them all on their backs and successfully broke through.
Whoosh——Song Yun panted heavily, using his frail body to push his movements to the extreme, knocked down the guard Jing Bing, and stood at the door.
There were quite a few people in the room, and those Jing soldiers who were slightly injured hurried forward with their knives in hand.
But what greeted them was only a splash of black-red liquid and a few sparks.
The whole house was instantly filled with flames, and Jing Bing was crying and trying to rush out, but Song Yun kicked him back and closed the door behind him.
"Upgrade two levels in a row, the middle stage of the second level."
"Still too weak."
Song Yun turned around slowly, facing a group of panic-stricken Jing soldiers.
"Kill him!" an officer roared.
"Kill!" Several old voices sounded at the same time.
It was Lao Wen, Lao Li, and the two old soldiers in the back room. Seeing that Song Yun had really killed him, they also ventured out of the door, wanting to respond.
Song Yun couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"Although it is an illusion, it is exactly the same as a real person."
He raised his saber high and looked at the more than 200 soldiers in the street.
"You are surrounded by me!"
Take a step forward, rush forward, swing the knife, and cut horizontally.
The head of a Jing soldier flew high.
Song Yun rushed into the crowd brazenly.
No one is shooting arrows now, but there are blades waving wildly everywhere, and occasionally a long dagger or two stabs from the slanting stabs.
Facing this kind of melee, Song Yun already had a lot of experience, and his feet were nimble, avoiding one fatal attack after another.
As for the less threatening attacks, use your body to resist directly.
Not long after, the whole body of the Gebu white robe was stained red with blood.
White clothes become red clothes, and yellow sand becomes red sand.
"Later second stage."
A burly man in thick armor rushed out from the crowd, he was the leader of the cavalry.
"Die!" Captain roared angrily, swiping down the saber in his hand.
"Don't worry, I'll send you on your way right away."
Song Yun swayed to avoid the saber, and a torch appeared in his left hand, igniting the fierce oil on the ground behind him.
He wanted to set fire, but Jing Jun couldn't stop him at all. He could only watch helplessly as the surrounding area was enveloped in a sea of flames. Many people accidentally stepped on the kerosene and were caught in the fire.
"Kill!" From the other side of the street, one after another old voices sounded.
"You old man Li, when you were dying, you were still stubborn, then I can't be worse than grandpa." Someone laughed wantonly.
The old soldiers who stayed in other houses rushed out of the house one after another not to be outdone.
There used to be close to 40 people on this street, but now there are less than [-] people left.
However, they are majestic and firm in their steps, as if they have thousands of troops.
Everyone shouted together:
"Beiting Bingfeng, invincible in the world!"
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