I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 601 Battle!
Song Mu's furious roar and the appearance of a group of Qing Tianwei pulled everyone out of the miraculous scene.

After hearing the meaning of these words clearly again, there was a moment of silence in the scene.

Until an explosion woke everyone up again, and at this moment, breaths rose from several places in the scene.

Among the crowd, several people started to use their writing power at this moment, and wanted to break free from here, but what was waiting for them was the Qing Tianwei who descended from the sky, and then the shackles that could confine Wen Li.

Some people have already gone outside, but at this moment outside the Du Shizong, there is already a figure of Bujia.

Team infantry came and blocked this place at the moment.

Many people are extremely shocked by this, but many people have noticed the situation and know a situation.

Then the Black Dragon King told Song Mu that the traitor in Chang'an was An Guogong?Is it Zhao Feng? !
"This...how is this possible."

Li Dong was in a daze at the moment, as if he couldn't accept what Song Mu said, but looking at the scene in this scene, and Song Mu who was overwhelmed by the flame of literary energy at the moment.

Du Xianyin had already landed beside the other party, and said in a deep voice at this moment.

"Your Highness, please leave with me."

Li Dong looked at Du Xianyin and said this time.

"Sect Master Du, so today's banquet is a trap?"

Du Xianyin didn't say a word, but heard a wild laugh from a distance, and Zhao Feng's voice came immediately.

"Master Song, I thought you would come to find me in the future, but it turns out that you are here."

As Zhao Feng said so, his expression suddenly turned cold at this moment, and everyone around him retreated at this moment, and there was the Qing Tianwei who rushed towards him fiercely.

"Zhao Feng, you communicated with demons and savages, killed many literati of our human race, and ruined the solid foundation of our Wen Dynasty. You should be punished for this crime!"

Song Mu's stern voice came again, but at this moment his figure broke free from the literary strength, and he stepped towards Zhao Feng with a wave of coercion.

Zhao Feng saw such a scene, but at the moment his face was very indifferent, and he just sneered.

"Yes, this crime should be punished, so it doesn't matter if you do more."

Saying this, Zhao Feng stretched out his hand and waved a few things, that is, the black ball burst open in the air, and green smoke scattered from it.

"Be careful, it's Soul Devouring Smoke!"

Qing Tianwei issued a warning and backed away again and again. The surrounding guests were also shocked when they saw this, but the next moment, the smoke stopped stirring in the air, and then there was a raging fire churning in it.

A muffled groan came suddenly, and a embarrassed figure smashed through the green smoke eroded by the flames, and fell heavily to the ground.

It was Zhao Feng, but at this time, Song Mu was already standing in front of him.

"It's just a small skill, Zhao Feng, you're looking for a poor dagger now."

Feeling the terrifying coercion on Song Mu, Zhao Feng's expression also changed suddenly at this moment, but he threw two black balls again, fled suddenly through the smoke, and shouted angrily.

"Today I just died here, but my dead soldiers will take everything back."

"Stop him for me!"

After the words fell, I saw that the people who were held down by the group of Qingtian guards swallowed the pills one after another, and then their bodies suddenly turned red, and the literary power on their bodies overflowed crazily.

There were screams one after another, but in the blink of an eye, these people had already turned into monsters that seemed human but not human.

They all have the same cultivation base as Jinshi.

These guys fell down suddenly, but the power surging from each of them was not literary strength, but demon energy, which was very frightening.

Immediately, there were children from Shizong's family who wanted to make a move, but they heard Song Mu speak.

"Demons, indeed, they have already fallen into evil ways and are no longer human subjects."

"But I said that if you want to be punished today, you will have nowhere to escape!"

As soon as the words fell, a red light rippling from Song Mu's body suddenly appeared, and those changed people screamed, and their bodies suddenly began to melt.

"Hao Ran is righteous!"

"These guys are looking for death. Mr. Song's righteousness is dedicated to defeating demons!"

Someone gave a cry of surprise, and Zhao Feng, who was eager to run away, quickened his pace when he saw this.

But the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened.

Because at this moment, his face suddenly went dark, the surrounding scenery disappeared, everyone in the pavilion disappeared, there was only boundless darkness.

But the horror and coercion behind him did not dissipate in the slightest.

Looking around, Zhao Feng saw that he and those demonized subordinates were shrouded in boundless darkness.

Not far away, that tall figure was still coming towards this side.

Song Mu stepped forward slowly, and every time he took a step, he would go away with literary power and mental power, and everything around him was plunged into darkness.

But at this moment beside Song Mu, the poem was already flashing around, and every word on it was shining with a strange light.

At this moment, Song Mu, who was wearing a red robe, was like Zhong Kui who was catching a fierce ghost. One step down was a raging fire, and one step down was a sharp sword.

Step by step forward, the pressure becomes heavier.

"you……"

When Zhao Feng saw such a scene, he was already extremely horrified at the moment. This kind of mysterious scene had surpassed his imagination.

Zhao Feng suppressed the astonishment in his heart, and looked at Song Mu at this moment.

"Sure enough, he is indeed worthy of being Huangfu Fengming's apprentice, and this skill in a foreign land is really amazing."

Song Mu walked forward slowly, revealing his murderous aura.

"Zhao Feng, why did you betray Wen Dynasty?"

Zhao Feng's gaze sank, and he sneered.

"betray?"

"It's just that the way is different and we don't conspire with each other!"

The expression on Zhao Feng's face changed, and he gritted his teeth and said sharply.

"Song Mu, you do have some skills, but you can't fully grasp what happened today."

"If I die today, the dead men hiding in Chang'an will explode themselves, and the smoke of Soul Devouring will blow with the wind, and the city will be full of blood."

"Song Mu, do you know the price?"

Having said that, Zhao Feng seemed to have more confidence, and looked at Song Mu again this time.

"Let me go to keep the people of Chang'an safe. If you really want to do something, it's hard to say who will win."

What responded to him was Song Mu's chuckle, and then Zhao Feng saw the helplessness in Song Mu's eyes.

"You are really arrogant, Zhao Feng, if there is no perfect plan, how would I get up today?"

"I've been waiting for this day for too long."

Song Muqing let out a breath and said in a deep voice.

"Master is full of families. There are countless literati in the world. They are all abused by you. Let you go. I, Song Mu, can't face my master's heroic spirit! I can't be a Confucian scholar in the Wen Dynasty!"

Saying so, the power on Song Mu's body suddenly rippled, and thousands of long swords suddenly appeared in this endless space, flipping and flickering, and they shot at this moment!

Zhao Feng let out an exclamation, and jumped quickly. Seeing his subordinates being pierced by thousands of swords, they were riddled with holes.

This is the power of Hanlin, this junior has such power that reaches heaven and earth!

Zhao Feng was terrified, but he suddenly noticed it. When he looked up and saw Song Mu's figure emerging, he pressed down a palm suddenly.

The boundless literary power was crushed wildly, and it defeated his own literary power in an instant. The heavy pressure came in an instant, and Zhao Feng vomited three liters of blood.

But before there was any struggle, Song Mu had already grabbed the collar.

"You owe Wen Chao countless blood debts, and you should be beheaded in front of all people."

"Hugh... want to..."

Zhao Feng glared angrily, suddenly there was a surge of power in his body, he broke free at this moment, fled in embarrassment, but was trapped by darkness again.

The two looked at each other again. At this moment, there was deep doubt in Song Mu's eyes.

"I really can't believe that with your strength, you can still be a traitor."

Zhao Feng's face was full of surprise and madness, and now he was watching Song Mu with a smile on his face.

"Why, is it true that in this world, you really need to have the strength to reach the sky to be the real strong?"

Song Mu's expression froze, and he looked at the other party this time, asking with a serious face.

"Say, why did you attack my master?"

"Why are you attacking me again?"

Zhao Feng paused for a moment, and burst out into a burst of intense laughter the next moment, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but looking at Song Mu.

"It's just that I don't want you to live."

"It's just right, that demon barbarian also thinks that you shouldn't be alive."

As soon as these words came out, Song Mu's face suddenly became ferocious. At this moment, strength gathered in his hands, and the poems beside him flashed. At this moment, Song Mu's figure flashed, and he was in front of Zhao Feng.

One punch made Zhao Feng vomit blood wildly.

"Don't want us to live?"

"You really have already fallen into the devil's way and regard human life as worthless!"

Zhao Feng seemed to be even more rampant, spitting out blood this time and shouting angrily.

"So what, I just want to live forever, and I will kill anyone who stands in my way."

"It's enough for a few literati to exchange for the method of immortality for monsters!"

Zhao Feng kept roaring, but Song Mu's expression suddenly became calm after the rage. When the other party finished yelling and saying these words, Song Mu withdrew his fist and looked at the other party indifferently.

"Then you are very sad."

Zhao Feng's expression paused, only to see Song Mu walking slowly, and the voice came slowly.

"In the eyes of demons, you are just a ridiculous little pawn."

"It's so small that I can exchange your life with a poem."

Song Mu said calmly, but Zhao Feng suddenly became very angry, pointed at Song Mu and shouted angrily.

"shut up!"

What responded to him was Song Mu's calm words.

"Am I wrong?"

"You think demons are respectful to you, but it's just your blood, and they think it's dirty!"

"All this is not over yet. His Majesty said that he wants to see you and ask you carefully how Wen Chao has treated you badly."

"Duke An!"

Song Mu yelled angrily, the power in his body was fully displayed at this moment, and the whole space also changed drastically at this moment.

Wan Jian pierced through, shattering every inch of Zhao Feng's meridians.

When he passed out, Zhao Feng only remembered the fierce Song Mu.

At the same time, in the attic, the bodies of many people fell from the sky, and everyone in the field raised their eyes to see the situation clearly.

At this moment, Song Mu, holding An Guogong in his hands, fell slowly, his body rising with momentum, like a killing god.

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(End of this chapter)