The Blood Sword Ancestor opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe his ears.
Could it be that the large army in front of us is actually the Tang army?
The sky was so dark and the Tang army came so quickly that he didn't have time to distinguish it and subconsciously thought it was Dayu's army.
Misunderstood!
Everything is a misunderstanding.
"Don't do it, I am..." The Blood Sword Ancestor was about to defend himself, but unexpectedly, Song Jianxing had already drawn his sword.
A fierce murderous intention emerged from Song Jianxing's body.
The Yingyang Guards once belonged to the Left and Right Military Guards, and were finally separated separately, but they were also the backbone of the Sixteen Guards of Nanya in the Tang Dynasty.
Song Jianxing commanded Ying Yangwei. He not only knew the art of war and strategy, but his own strength was far beyond that of ordinary generals.
At this moment, the murderous aura in the long sword in Song Jianxing's hand had reached its peak.
The endless killing intent almost took shape, causing the sword in his hand to become much longer in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, Song Jianxing held his sword and swung it downwards.
boom!
Ten-thousand-foot sword energy spread across the sky, slashing down in the direction of the Blood Sword Ancestor.
At this moment, the Blood Sword Ancestor felt his hairs stand on end, his heart pounding, and he immediately sensed an extremely powerful crisis approaching.
"Blood Sword Unparalleled!"
The Blood Sword Ancestor shouted loudly, quickly raised his bloody sword, and used sword energy to form a sword array to protect himself.
The sword energy of both sides came into contact almost instantly.
But at the next moment, there was only a crisp sound of "click", and the countless sword arrays around the Blood Sword Ancestor were shattered one after another.
The sword formation composed of those sword energies seemed to be majestic, but facing Song Jianxing's sword, it was like fragile window paper, shattering almost in the blink of an eye.
puff!
A sharp sword energy stabbed the Blood Sword Ancestor's shoulder hard.
The Blood Sword Ancestor let out a miserable cry, and was nailed to the deck of a battleship, unable to move.
This so-called top master in the Eastern Continent from Jialin Star looked extremely vulnerable in front of the famous generals of the Tang Dynasty.
Puff puff!
Other Yingyangwei generals rushed over and quickly resolved the battle.
The leaders of the sects who followed the Blood Sword Ancestor were even more unbearable. They were killed one after another before they even had a fight.
"When did Dayu's generals become so weak?" Song Jianxing frowned.
The resistance he encountered was very different from what he had imagined.
An opponent that could attract so much attention from Wu Dinghou shouldn't be so fragile.
"Don't do it, I'm not from Dayu! I'm one of my own! I'm one of my own!"
The ancestor of the Blood Sword had one of his arms cut off, and his shoulder was bleeding profusely.
But he still yelled desperately, and at the same time took out the official seal of the Lord of the Central Continent given to him by the Tang Dynasty.
This person is just a reckless person.
When the Tang Dynasty stationed troops here, it was only to recruit this group of people that they gave him such an official position.
Although the title is fictitious, the official seal is genuine.
Song Jianxing was shocked and immediately went over to check, only to find that it was indeed true.
"What are you doing here!" Song Jianxing roared.
The Blood Sword Ancestor suddenly felt extremely aggrieved and felt extremely depressed. He said with a bitter look on his face: "Sir, I heard that Dayu came in. In order to help the Tang Dynasty, I sent people to drive away Dayu's army."
In his heart, he already regretted it.
Now he didn't get much benefit. Instead, he was regarded as a Yu army and was beaten on the head by the Tang army, causing heavy losses.