I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 525 Breakthrough!
The White Eagle Demon Lord suddenly appeared in front of Song Mu, and turned into a real body at this moment, with sharp eyes.

His gaze swept across the falling corpse of the falcon demon, and a pair of sharp eyes locked on Song Mu immediately.

Song Mu's face was serious, Chuanze in his hand was ready at this moment, and the literary power on his body was surging.

Although I only have the realm of third-rank Jinshi, even this monster at the level of Yaozun is just fighting to the death.

Seeing Song Mu's calm expression, the white eagle also flew into a rage at the moment, raised its head to the sky and screamed, and rushed towards Song Mu viciously.

The aura on Song Mu's body at this moment also burst out suddenly, and a song "Sword Roar and Flood Dragon's Fury" was slowly uttered in his mouth.

Chuan Ze once again gathered a large amount of literary power in his hand, and slashed at the opponent fiercely with a majestic sword force. This blow rolled up a huge sword force, and it seemed that he was going to kill him with one blow.

The two sides collided fiercely, causing smoke and dust to billow for a while.

It fell from the sky to the ground, and then from the ground into the air.

The battle between the two seemed to be fierce and endless, and the stature did not stop for a moment, and sparks burst out from the constant collision between the electric light and flint.

Finally, a loud eagle cry sounded, and then the huge figure of the white eagle appeared in the air, and one of its claws was holding Song Mu at the moment.

Song Mu's literary spirit pushed away the sharpness of the claws, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand condensed into a crystal dragon. At this moment, it rolled up over the white eagle, and then headed towards the ground, plowing a trace on the ground for a while, arousing Violent explosion.

Seeing this situation, the surrounding monsters retreated one after another at this moment, and the angry shouts of several people could be heard at this moment.

"General Song!"

As soon as the words fell, several Jinshi came towards Song Mu one after another. At the moment, they all flexed their fists, and all kinds of gorgeous attacks went towards the White Eagle Demon Venerable. Among them, Song Mu heard a roar.

"You beast, die!"

As the voice fell, a figure rushed down from the sky with a majestic momentum. It seemed that a phantom had formed in the sky, and only a pair of axes were swung down fiercely at this moment.

Mao Sheng's face was full of extreme anger, and the literary power on his body was surging, and he ruthlessly covered the White Eagle Demon Venerable.

The White Eagle Demon Venerable was also not afraid, at this moment he let out a cry, flapped his wings, but rushed straight up.

The phantom pierced through the demon body, and it seemed that the white eagle passed through it. There was a huge explosion in an instant, and then the two figures were thrown out from it.

Both Song Mu and Mao Sheng stopped in embarrassment in the air, looking at the monster in front of them at this moment, they looked at each other, and then launched attacks from one side.

The white eagle was also not afraid at all. At this moment, it flapped its wings again, and waves of demonic energy swept in, manifesting threads of white light, and came towards the two very fiercely.

Song Mu was holding his breath at this moment, his figure was writhing and whirling in the middle, and Chuanze was constantly gathering strength in his hands.

Mao Sheng appeared first, and swung his ax fiercely at the Yaozun directly from the front, but was easily blocked by the white eagle.

But before the monster could make any further moves, it only saw a smile on Mao Sheng's face.

At this moment, Song Mu, at some point, had come to the sky above the head of the White Eagle Demon Venerable, the sun's rays above his head were blocked, Song Mu swung his long sword and was about to stab it down fiercely.

In an instant, there was a black shadow shooting from a place in the sky, and the target was directed at Song Mu at this moment.

Song Mu was keenly aware of this situation, and the long sword that was pointing straight down in his hand had to be deflected, and then blocked the black shadow that was rushing fiercely.

At the moment when he raised his sword to block, Song Mu saw a black claw clinging to his long sword.

Chuanze's attack was cut by half in an instant, and a huge force suddenly came, and Song Mu was thrown out viciously while holding the long sword.

Song Mu flipped violently in the air, and before he could stabilize his figure, he saw the black shadow appearing beside him again.

The pitch-black sharp claws grabbed down fiercely at this moment, as if they were going to put Song Mu to death completely.

Song Mu's expression froze suddenly, he couldn't control that much at the moment, the light in his hand shone brightly, and then he jumped away fiercely, in a state of embarrassment, he finally saw the true face of this guy clearly.

It turned out to be a guy who looks like a human and a demon.

It has human limbs, but it has a black wolf head, and it is looking at Song Mu fiercely at the moment.

Strange monster!

Song Mu knew that this monster was a strange monster, and the aura on it was the realm of a demon venerable.

At this moment, the White Eagle Demon Venerable just screamed at it fiercely, and then seemed to have reached a tacit agreement, and at this moment they came towards Song Mu one after another.

Obviously, Song Mu's rampage in the army formation before made these monsters regard Song Mu as the number one target.

They all want to get rid of Song Mu and then hurry up.

Song Mu's expression paused, and he used his strength again, but this time it didn't work as before, and was knocked down by these two guys again and again.

Seeing that Song Mu was about to lose his hold, Mao Sheng also roared angrily at this moment, and immediately came towards Song Mu.

"General Song, be careful!"

Saying so, Song Mu collided fiercely with that strange monster again. A pair of tyrannical eyes on the huge wolf head were staring at Song Mu, and the scarlet tongue licked the protruding wolf. Ya, it seems that Song Mu is already in his pocket.

Song Mu snorted coldly, seeing that the poem in his hand did not move for a while, fortunately he backed away suddenly.

Mao Sheng was swung away by the White Eagle Demon Venerable, seeing Song Mu suddenly standing in the air at this moment, he was a little anxious, and hurriedly greeted several Jinshi around him.

Several Jinshi came one after another, but they saw a large amount of literary power pouring into Song Mu, and at this moment, a sound of reciting was slowly coming out of Song Mu's mouth.

"Looking at the sword with the lamp on while drunk, dreaming back to the battalion of blowing horns. The eight hundred miles are divided into fires under the command, and the fifty strings are turned outside the fort. The soldiers are ordered in autumn on the battlefield."

When several Jinshi heard these recited poems, they were taken aback suddenly, and they all looked at each other at the moment, and then Mao Sheng suddenly asked.

"What kind of poem is this?"

"It sounds very strange, as if I have never heard of it."

"Could it be, original poetry?"

Several people were surprised, but they saw that there were bursts of intense light flashing on Song Mu's body, and then they saw unimaginable light surging on Song Mu's body.

"Ma Zuo's Lu Fei is fast, his bow is like a thunderbolt. But the king's affairs in the world have won the name before and after his life. What a pity it happened!"

Another poem blurted out, but this time, soldiers and horses, bows and arrows, and everything on the battlefield seemed to be slowly gathering by Song Mu's side.

After the last word was blurted out, a golden light surged from Song Mu's body.

A huge virtual image suddenly condensed in the sky, and the vast figure of a general suddenly appeared, his domineering attitude remained the same in every gesture.

What is even more astonishing is that these rays of light are heading towards the battlefield under their feet, and they can actually bless every soldier around them, and the army formation seems to be much stronger in an instant.

"This, this talent for poetry, perhaps eight or nine times as talented?"

"And this poem must be written for the first time! Otherwise, there would not be such a huge literary spirit, and it would be a poem directly, touching Yansheng!"

Mao Sheng looked at Song Mu in disbelief at this moment, and murmured this time.

"In such a predicament, one can read it into poetry!"

"What kind of literary talent is this..."

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