During the provincial examination, the two top-level changes in Yuzhang City once made Fang Mingyuan worried.
After all, it was a matter for the Fuze human race, and one of the visions would be of great benefit to the people of Yuzhang City in the future.
The blessings of heaven are what every race longs for since the great changes in the world, and they are also the most jealous of other races getting it.
In terms of actual operability, it is actually easier for monsters and demons to induce the blessings of heaven and earth, but every time they are induced, a heavy price must be paid.
The human race is not interested in killing, but relies on literary power to find another way to attract the blessings of heaven.
The articles made of thousands of hieroglyphs can actually arouse the spirit of the weather.
There are thousands of human races in the world of China, and there will inevitably be a few dazzling figures who will bring blessings to the human race.
But it also requires a lifetime of hard work by a scholar, and the vision of achievement is mixed, and the threat is not great.
But not long ago, the land of China was shaken, causing all the powerful demon clans to wake up.
They saw the Ziwei stars moving and the dense air of heaven filling the sky surging.
But before he knew what was going on, another terrifying surge of heavenly energy appeared.
This almost stirred up the three realms of demons and barbarians. The powerful officials from the three parties ordered a thorough investigation into the matter. Then, they got a shocking news.
This turned out to be the work of the human race. The two top-notch visions actually came from Jiangnan West Road and Yuzhang City!
The undercurrent was already surging at that moment.
"Human race, now bring that boy named Song Mu to me. You literati will live!"
Outside Yuzhang City, where the battle was fierce, behind the demon clan swarming to attack the city, Ku Dajuan twisted his huge body and roared loudly.
"How presumptuous, you demons, do you think that we, the intellectuals, are all cowards? Do you think that we, like you, will treat the common people of our literary dynasty as ants?"
Fang Mingyuan was furious at the moment, but there was a sense of relief in his heart at the moment.
The top-level vision caused by Song Mu must not be hidden from them, but now that Song Mu has left the city, this guy is still making noise here, which means that Song Mu is safe.
After thinking about it, Fang Mingyuan also raised the long sword in his hand, stirring it in the sky, and a song "Old General's Journey" by Wang Wei was composed in an instant.
The sky was filled with sword shadows, forming a mighty force with that scene, falling straight down.
And Naku Daju also roared angrily, a demonic wind burst out from his body, and at this moment, sand and dust rolled up from the sky.
"In that case, let me come and get it myself. Whether dead or alive, he will be buried with you today!"
Strange phenomena splashed across the sky, and Fang Mingyuan's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at the huge sandworm and exclaimed in surprise.
"You can actually incite the Great Wall of Demonic Qi?!"
The huge amount of money in the library is even more arrogant.
"I have the sand beads your Majesty gave me in my hand. You should all be buried here!"
Fang Mingyuan and He Shilin in the sky looked at each other, feeling a little anxious, and they were trying their best at this moment.
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At the same time, in a street in the city, there has been a change.
The streets that were originally paved with blue bricks are now covered with flowers and plants, and there are also the sounds of birds chirping. It is already dark, but the sky here has a different kind of brightness, even looking into the distance , you can also see the shadows in the mountains.
"A foreign land?"
Song Liwen looked at the situation in front of him and murmured something at this moment, but he had already seen Song Mu rushing towards him.
With blazing flames rising beside him, Song Liwen looked at Song Mu, who was coming with a rainbow of momentum, revealing his white teeth again.
There seemed to be black lines surging in his eyes, and the long sword in Song Liwen's hand was instantly wrapped in layers of black energy.
A black light flashed past quickly, and Song Mu's attack was easily neutralized.
Song Mu also raised his eyebrows suddenly, but the movements in his hands did not stop.
The next moment, several more pieces of paper were thrown out, and they turned into sword shadows and struck Song Liwen.
Song Liwen stood in this strange environment, with black energy all over his body, allowing Song Mu's attacks to come, and then collapsed in front of Song Liwen.
At this moment, Song Liwen's strength already surpassed all other heroes.
"Song Mu, is this your literary skill? Is this all you have?"
When Song Liwen saw Song Mu fighting like a tickle, his face showed disdain, but there was a fierce look in his eyes.
The next moment, he saw a piece of writing paper in his hand, but it was quickly eroded by the black energy, and then he saw the long sword buzzing and hitting Song Mu.
When Song Mu saw Song Liwen, who was dressed in black and majestic, rushing towards him, his expression changed at this moment. He immediately drew out his long sword, poured his power into it, and moved quickly with his feet.
The two people collided quickly in this illusory space. As soon as they separated, two figures flashed towards them.
"kill!"
Song Junwu shouted sharply, and the attack in his hand had already crossed with another person's, hitting Song Liwen's upper and lower lanes respectively.
But Song Liwen was calm and composed. With just a wave of his hand, he unleashed a wave of power and hit another Juren Lieutenant in the middle. Then he saw him swing his sword.
He actually cut off Song Junwu's sword sideways!
While Song Junwu's face was filled with surprise, Song Liwen's face was filled with a ferocious smile, but he suddenly shouted loudly, and then slapped Song Junwu's head hard with his palm.
The power was overwhelming. Song Junwu's eyes bulged, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and rolled into the distance.
"Old Song!"
The other lieutenant shouted, but Song Liwen laughed loudly.
"It's just the first time I use this demonic energy, and I feel the power rushing in. I think it's nothing more than the Jinshi realm!"
"It turns out that the so-called magic way can have such miraculous effects!"
Song Liwen looked at his own slap, his eyes already filled with madness.
People who fall into the devil's path often fail to seek enlightenment and are already extremely thirsty for power. However, the power of the devil's path is domineering and arrogant, and their power soars. This makes people more ecstatic and makes them fall deeper.
At this moment, Song Liwen, if the demonic energy in his body took one step forward, he might become a demon on the spot.
Song Mu saw all this in his eyes, and he did not hesitate in the movements of his hands at this moment. Almost at the same time that Song Junwu and others were swung away, Song Mu already held the long sword and swung it down fiercely.
The two immediately fell into a fierce fight.
The long swords collided and spattered fierce sparks, but the look on Song Liwen's face became even more crazy.
"Is this all you have? Song Mu, show me your skills and let me fight to my heart's content!"
There was another tornado of demonic energy, but Song Muli didn't catch it. He quickly retreated, landed in the distance and exhaled a few breaths of air, and then looked at the opponent again.
Song Liwen still had that arrogant look on his face, and Song Mu also took a deep breath, and then the long sword in his hand was slowly brushed against the crook of his arm.
"I think it's almost done now."
Song Mu said softly, but Song Liwen frowned, and the next moment he saw Song Mu starting to chant in a low voice.
"A ray of setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red."
"Poor on the third night of September, the dew looks like pearls and the moon looks like a bow."
"Dusk River Song" by Bai Juyi.
Song Mu chanted slowly, and with the strength of a man, he could use his words and tongue to activate his literary power, and at this moment, the literary power also poured from Song Mu's body into the long sword Chuanze.
The next moment, there seemed to be a flash of blood on the long sword, somewhat echoing the shining sword body.
Song Liwen was also facing a formidable enemy when he saw Song Mu swinging his sword fiercely.
Just like the air waves were emptied, the sword light opened up the mountain, and a sword light several feet high shot out. Along the way, there was a bright red field. In the trajectory it passed, there were actually lines of literary energy condensed, turned into long bows, and vibrating arrows!
In this attack, Song Mu borrowed Chuan Ze to unleash a huge attack.
Song Liwen faced the sword light directly, watching thousands of sharp edges coming from ahead. At this moment, he held the long sword horizontally, his face full of arrogance.
"Haha, this is you!"
"But it's not enough! It's not enough!"
Song Liwen roared wildly and waved the long sword in his hand. The black light collided with Song Mu's attacks and dissipated in the air.
When Song Liwen saw this scene, his face became even more ferocious, but he suddenly stopped.
At the eye, a thin slit opened, and a drop of bright red blood rolled down.
