I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 287 Du Xianyin makes a move

The black air is majestic, soaring into the sky.

Song Liwen's wild laughter slowly dissipated, and his figure has slowly emerged from the black air.

At this moment, he has undergone some changes, the combed black hair stretched out at this moment, and two black lines appeared on his stern face.

That was his previous tear stain.

At this moment, the pure white literary energy around him has disappeared, replaced by the mighty devilish energy gushing out.

A degenerate literati, willing to degenerate, giving up everything in pursuit of the ultimate power improvement.

If it is said that before, Song Mu and him were just personal grievances, but now, it has completely changed.

At this moment, Song Mu felt a little bit upset.

This Song Liwen did have some hatred for himself, but this act was really reckless, because he was seduced by the devilish energy, and finally got angry and fell into the devil's way.

This not only caused Wen Chao to lose a literati, but also added a lot of trouble to himself at the moment!
Song Junwu and the two had slowly stood up from the ground at this moment. Seeing Song Liwen who had changed his appearance, his face was shocked at the moment, but seeing the other party facing Song Mu, they also understood what was going to happen next.

At this moment, Song Liwen was feeling the mighty magic power pouring into his body, feeling that every corner of his body was full of power.

Clenching his left hand tightly, the sound of creaking came densely. Song Liwen only felt that he had the power of a god at this moment.

The feeling of crazily pouring in that kind of power is a thousand times more refreshing than when I raised people to reach the realm!
It turns out that this is the ultimate power, this is the power that can destroy the world!

Song Liwen laughed wildly in his heart, and that violent thought rushed into his mind at this moment.

Song Liwen's eyes locked on Song Mu. Seeing this guy who made him extremely jealous, Song Liwen was completely covered up by the killing at this moment.

"Come on!"

With a stern shout, Song Liwen raised the long sword in his hand, and the black energy around him frantically poured into it, and then a black sword light came through the air!

That power is no less than that of a Jinshi strike!
Song Mu's expression was horrified, and he dodged again and again, but Song Liwen was like a god's help, his strength soared, and he appeared in front of him the next moment.

A punch came hard, Song Mu stretched out his palm to catch it, but felt that fierce force rushed into his meridians in an instant, and scattered all the literary power he had gathered.

Once again, Song Mu felt a sense of crisis again.

But at this moment, there was another flash of light and shadow beside him, and Song Liwen suddenly noticed that at this moment, a sword light was swept out.

The sound of Jin Ge clashing suddenly came, and Song Junwu flew upside down again, with an extremely surprised expression on his face.

"careful!"

Although Song Junwu flew upside down, he was warning Song Mu. Song Mu had already seen Song Liwen who turned back again, and only saw the magic power of his whole body pouring into the long sword in his hand, and then turned into a huge mighty sword. I can call!
Song Mu's figure retreated sharply, but he was still touched by the attack. At this moment, he felt as if he had been hit hard, and his figure retreated uncontrollably until a firm palm pushed his chest.

"At this moment, he is continuously absorbing the surging magic energy in the city, and this connection must be severed!"

As Tao Fengming said this, Song Mu immediately came back to his senses, and took out the few pieces of paper that Tao Fengming had stuffed for him before.

Song Liwen was entangled for a short time by the two Juren, and Song Junwu exclaimed that it was not good, and was severely injured and fell to the ground again, but he yelled at Song Mu.

"Song Mu, hurry up, this person, maybe only a general in the army can surrender!"

After finishing speaking, he only saw a piece of writing paper thrown out of Song Mu's hand, and the text on it was printed by Wen Lituo, and it appeared in the air at this moment.

"The house is in a human environment, and there is no chariot."

"Ask you how can you? My heart is far from being biased."

"Under the east fence of picking chrysanthemum, you can see Nanshan leisurely."

"The mountains are beautiful every day and evening, and the birds will meet each other."

"There is a true meaning in this, I have forgotten to distinguish."

A poem by Tao Yuanming was scattered in the air, and then I saw that the surrounding scenery had changed somewhat, and flowers and plants had begun to compete in the corner of the wall.

Seeing Song Mu's actions, Song Junwu was horrified that the other party could use Tao Yuanming's strange realm, but he saw the long-haired man behind Song Mu move his body at this moment.

He was standing right behind Song Mu, but when he stood still, he suddenly saw the open sky, full of flowers.

The foreign land has been turned upside down several times, and it has expanded to a boundless place.

This strange world enveloped several people in it, and Song Mu had already handed over the control to Tao Fengming, and now he stepped forward, and the literary power around him began to surge wildly.

Song Liwen's eyes looked at Song Mu again, and at that moment his face was a little more ferocious.

"Do you think you can compete with me by using a foreign realm?"

Song Mu, on the other hand, was calm and composed, holding the wat board and brush in his hands, writing slowly at this moment, and said in a deep voice.

"Didn't you say you wanted to fight with me?"

"Now, then, I accept."

After Song Mu's words fell, a piece of paper in his hand flew out and burned up.

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At the same time, in Yuzhang City at this moment, Fang Mingyuan's several Hanlin's several range attacks interrupted the harassment brought by the heavy demon.

But the greater danger has already appeared, and the sudden formation is consuming the combat effectiveness of the soldiers in the city, especially the literati.

Even if the impact on Juren and above literati can be controlled by themselves, ordinary people will only feel a little more fear.

But those young talents, as long as they are low-level literati with literary energy in their bodies, they have suffered at this moment.

After all, this is a big city, and at the end of the rural examination, the number of low-level literati is even greater, and those who have just raised people to reach the realm, because their realm is not stable, are also extremely vulnerable to the situation of such a large formation.

"My lord, this formation has been arranged here a long time ago, but the origins of those fallen literati who rushed into the city are still unknown!"

Fang Mingyuan stood in the air, listening to his subordinates report the situation, overlooking the city that was in turmoil, his heart was already filled with anger.

Fang Mingyuan sighed when he saw that many literati were troubled by this formation and the surging devilish energy.

"Maybe Mr. He resolved such a crisis with clear means?"

He Shilin's figure appeared on one side at this moment, with an unusually serious expression on his face.

"The realm of the old man's thought power can only be said to be passable. If you want to create a strange realm that covers the whole city, it is already comparable to the realm. If Huangfu Fengming is still there..."

When He Shilin said this, his face showed a bit of frustration, and he could only shake his head at the moment.

"As far as the current plan is concerned, I can trigger a strange situation in the military camp in the south of the city, but you need to send all those people here."

"This can only solve the urgent need. Only by eliminating the influence of this large formation can the crisis be resolved."

Fang Mingyuan's brows were deeply frowned, and he was about to nod his head immediately, but suddenly he felt a force rising from the city below, and the next moment it had arrived in front of Fang Mingyuan.

"Du Xianyin?"

Fang Mingyuan obviously recognized the woman in red who suddenly appeared in front of him, but the expression on his face was somewhat puzzled, while Du Xianyin spoke at the moment.

"I may be able to relieve the influence of this formation, but please help me, my lords."

Hearing what Du Xianyin said, Fang Mingyuan snorted and said.

"I know that you are the successor of the Du family's poetry sect, and you are also proficient in foreign lands, but such scenes require domains, but you can unfold them?"

Du Xianyin lowered her eyes slightly, her expression calm.

"It's true that I can't expand the field, but after all, it is to calm people's hearts. In this world, there is nothing more miraculous than melody, right?"

Hearing this, Fang Mingyuan frowned even more, but He Shilin, who was beside him, took a step forward and asked in a deep voice.

"Miss Du, does your melody have such a miraculous effect?"

"A month ago, I might not have dared to speak nonsense, but now, with good words in hand, I think it will come naturally."

Du Xianyin spoke softly, but at the moment there was a bit of confidence in her brows.

Fang Mingyuan and He Shilin looked at each other, and they immediately made a decision.

He Shilin stepped forward and asked immediately.

"What should I do?"

Du Xianyin had already taken out a booklet from her arms, handed it to the other party, and said in a deep voice.

"And please, my lord, use literary strength as ink, and write all the words in the air."

He Shilin heard the words, and looked down at the book handed over by the other party.

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(End of this chapter)