I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 795

The coercion brought by the sharp claws was stronger than that of the fox demon and the cow demon.

With just one claw, the demon king actually scratched through the light mask, and the strong wind and yellow sand immediately used it towards the pass.

The city wall suddenly became a little panicked, Fu Zefeng was ordering these recruits to calm down and raise their troops to fight.

But at the next moment, he saw a figure rising suddenly, only to see that Song Mu immediately went towards the eagle demon, and at some point there was a long sword in his hand.

Just in an instant, a violent light suddenly flashed in the sky.

The light was so dazzling that even Fu Zefeng squinted his eyes unconsciously, but the next moment, he heard a shrill eagle cry from the sky, and immediately his figure fell several feet away.

The surrounding soldiers fled one after another, and the eagle demon's body crashed onto the city wall, and then slid outside the pass, leaving only a scarlet bloodstain on the city wall.

At this moment, Fu Zefeng was particularly moved, and he couldn't believe the situation in front of him.

With just one blow, the opponent actually beheaded the demon king.

At this moment, he looked at Song Mu who was falling slowly, and for a moment he didn't know how to look at it. His surging strength was unfathomable.

At this moment, Song Mu had already landed in front of the other party, and said to Fu Zefeng immediately.

"The situation in this sandstorm is very unusual, you just take these."

Having said that, Song Mu directly stuffed a stack of papers into Fu Zefeng's hands. Fu Zefeng looked at the situation, but was about to ask Song Mu to resolve the deadlock between the other two superiors. But he saw Song Mu's figure suddenly rise.

"Senior, you are..."

"I'll take a look inside, and the gate won't be broken by that monster clan for a while."

After leaving these words, Song Mu's figure immediately disappeared into the sandstorm, leaving only a stack of papers in Fu Zefeng's hand.

At this time, Ren Yanlong, who was fighting fiercely with the fox demon, shouted at the crowd above the pass.

"Immediately mobilize everyone in the city to defend the city at the pass! There is a big monster in this sandstorm!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone on the city wall was stunned. Everyone saw panic in each other's eyes, but they also understood what was going on.

Soon the officer rushed into the city, knocked on the door of every household, threw down his weapons, and continued to pass the military orders forward.

In an instant, all the hundreds of families understood the meaning, only the young ones were left behind, and the rest picked up their weapons one after another and headed towards the city wall.

Among them was an old man in old armor with a shiny steel knife in his hand.

Most of the gates here are military households, and the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren even guard the gate here.

Even those caravans, all the Northwest men took out swords and swords from the goods, loosened their face towels, called friends and friends, and went to the city wall.

For a moment, the city's soldiers poured into the city wall, but the city wall was also scorched at the moment, the light curtain was already crumbling, and under the gate, the corpses of monsters were already ten feet high, and the stench was so strong.

A monster charged up the city wall at a pass, and the next moment it swept away several soldiers, but when the screams came, a man rushed forward.

"Swing the knife with me, hold your breath!"

Fu Zefeng's face was fierce at the moment, the big knife in his hand was shining, and when he stepped forward, the scholar behind him was writing, and the light on the armor flickered.

Several old soldiers also went forward with their knives in hand, but Fu Zefeng who came forward suddenly threw out a piece of paper.

The paper suddenly shone brightly, and the poems on it turned into light and merged into the bodies of several people, just at this moment they jumped up and swung their knives!

Raise the blade, murderous dew!

Several sword lights rushed out, and the monster beasts that rushed to the top of the city didn't even move, and immediately broke into several large pieces of meat.

Several veteran soldiers in the army also exclaimed again and again when they saw this.

"There has never been a knife so fast!"

"Kill him with one blow, when did this monster general of the demon country be so fragile?!"

A few veterans raised their eyebrows and looked puzzled at the big knife in their hands, and then they turned their eyes to Fu Zefeng who was beside him.

At this moment, Fu Zefeng looked at the situation in front of him with astonished eyes, but suddenly realized something, and quickly took out another piece of paper,
Looking closely, on the three-finger-wide paper, there is actually a poem written.

The waist knife and the first handkerchief join the army, and the garrison tower leans alone and looks at it leisurely.In the weather of the Central Plains, the fox lives in the rabbit's den, and the evening smoke shines.Throwing a pen into the book, waiting for the next day, Longxi is young.It's better to change the tune than to change the tone when you sigh for the time to switch on the electricity and easily grow fat.

The world has changed and the sea has become a field, and Nai Qunsheng has been disturbed several times.The fight is full of violence, and there is no time to rest, who can drive away.Mountains and rivers in the eyes, career in the chest, a long whistle.In peacetime, the prime minister is close, and the Wen Dynasty has been stable for a hundred years.

Just by glancing at it, Fu Zefeng felt that this poem was brilliant, and it was even more fighting spirit. It was not only a battle poem, but also a knife poem to assist the battle!

But Fu Zefeng had never heard of this poem in the army.

Fu Zefeng took out a few more pieces of writing paper, on which were also written this word, at this moment he was also surprised, and raised his head slightly.

"That lord, what is it..."

In the sandstorm at this moment, Song Mu flitted high in the sky, as if entering a land of no one, releasing power at will along the way, beheading countless monsters in an instant.

But Song Mu's figure went straight to the depths of the sandstorm.

Just before, when Song Mu used his thoughts to investigate the situation in the sandstorm, he found that there was a strong aura in it.

The strength of that monster has reached the level of the Demon Emperor, and there seem to be quite a few Demon Kings among them.

These guys hid in the thick sandstorm and moved forward. Even when they encountered the human barrier, they only urged one or two demon kings to take action. If it weren't for Song Mu's profound power of thought, it might be difficult to detect such a situation.

This time the sandstorm started, accompanied by monsters of this size and powerful monster clans, Song Mu knew that this was not just a sandstorm.

Hidden in this vast sandstorm is a demon army.

This is an attack on the surface, and the purpose, perhaps, is to level the barrier behind this.

Song Mu's heart sank when he thought of this place. In this way, why there is no news at the front gate may be related to this, and even why the news of the superior fortress cannot be sent, I am afraid that this is already a war between the monsters.

This is already a war.

And under this level of attack intensity, the gate behind him can't hold up no matter what. If he just sticks to it, he may be completely crushed by this monster clan in an instant.

Even though he knew that the monsters were fierce, Song Mu had no choice but to move forward. At least at this juncture, Song Mu couldn't watch Fu Zefeng die.

So Song Mu was going to break into the sandstorm alone, and captured the king first.

If there is no demon saint, Song Mu can also advance and retreat calmly among the demon clan.

Song Mu walked quickly in the sandstorm, and his eyes quickly scanned every place in the sandstorm.

Soon Song Mu's figure stopped, and the next moment his hands showed his attack, a beam of Imperial power headed towards the ground.

In a sand dune, a scorpion rushed out immediately, and at this moment, it also spit out an attack, which collided with Song Mu's attack.

It was a demon venerable, but it was still not enough when facing Song Mu's attack.

Just as he was about to raise his head and roar at Song Mu, a flash of sword light suddenly flashed, and in an instant, he saw a long sword directly penetrated into the opponent's brain, and the words on it were still slowly turning.

The words flashed suddenly, and the whole body of the monster exploded suddenly. Song Mu had already moved forward again, swallowing the sea sharply in front of him.

In this way, Song Mu went back and forth several times in the sandstorm, beheading several demon masters easily, and finally caused a shock in it.

In the next moment, there was finally a vast power spreading from the sandstorm, and a long roar came out, but a huge lizard was seen showing its figure.

The coercion rising above it is precisely the Demon Emperor hiding in this sandstorm.

"Where did the literati come from?!"

Looking at Song Mu, the lizard was full of demonic aura, and at this moment its figure was flashing, rushing towards Song Mu.

Seeing the opponent's movements, Song Mu snorted coldly at this moment, stretched out his hand to hold Tunhai, and his eyes were like lightning at this moment.

"If you enter the territory of our Wen Dynasty, you will be slashed by my sword today!"

After the words fell, Song Mu's majestic pressure swayed, and the aura of the great scholar was overwhelming.

In the flying sand, roars and flashes of light spread simultaneously, causing countless rumbles and vibrations.

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(End of this chapter)