Song Liwen touched the corners of his eyes blankly, and when he saw the blood fainting, the expression on his face suddenly moved.
The next moment, he suddenly turned his head to look at Song Mu, his expression even more urgent and ferocious.
"How could you hurt me?"
"Of course I can hurt you!" Song Mu took a step forward and said loudly, with a somewhat determined look on his face at this moment.
"Didn't you say it's not enough? Then let's continue!"
Song Mu said in a deep voice, chanting again at this moment.
"The incense burner produces purple smoke when the sun shines, and you can see the waterfall Kagezenchuan in the distance."
"Flying down three thousand feet, it seems that the Milky Way is falling from the sky!"
Song Mu had put in a lot of effort this time, reciting Li Bai's poems in one breath, and instantly felt that the Chuanze in his hand was also shaking at this moment.
The literary power poured into the long sword like streams of water, and Song Mu saw that the sword body had undergone some changes.
Wen Li rose, water vapor rushed towards his face, and the sword in his hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.
Song Mu raised his head and looked into the distance. Song Liwen also noticed Song Mu's changes at this moment. The look on his face suddenly became frightened, and he immediately roared towards Song Mu.
"Suffer death!"
As if he was angry that he was injured by Song Mu, or that Song Mu in front of him was still so provocative and unafraid, Song Liwen was filled with murderous intentions at this moment, and the long sword in his hand shook out ripples of black energy.
Song Mu also let out a long roar. At this moment, he exerted force under his feet, like flying arrows, and pulled the long sword in his hand.
The water vapor above seemed to gather in an instant. At this moment, the sword came out and condensed into a stream of water.
The water flow surged in an instant, and there were already a few stars in it.
The white water flow was like smoke, but it contained vast pressure. Song Mu tried his best to support it, feeling that the literary power in his body was being consumed at an accelerated rate.
The white water and black air collided instantly, causing a huge movement, like thunder exploding in the ears, and then he saw the water flow covering Song Liwen. This time the impact made him retreat repeatedly.
"This is impossible!"
Song Liwen steadied his body. He couldn't believe it at this moment. Why could he, with his abundant magic power, not be able to defeat Song Mu, who was in the third level of Juren?
Song Mu felt a little relieved when he saw this situation. The strange environment had taken effect, cutting off his connection with the demonic energy in the city. After such consumption, the power of Song Liwen's moves was rapidly declining.
Song Mu was holding his sword and panting heavily. In the distance, Tao Fengming was using his telekinesis to support a huge foreign realm and cast his gaze at Song Mu.
Song Mu took a long breath, raised Kawaze again, puffed up his chest, and shouted loudly.
"Come again!"
After the words fell, Song Mu raised his sword again, his temples already wet with sweat, but he was mumbling something.
"The Gate of Heaven interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastwards to this point."
"The green mountains on both sides of the strait come out facing each other, and the lone sail comes from the sun!"
It was Li Bai's poem again, "Wang Tianmen Mountain" blurted out. Song Mu frantically squeezed the literary power in his body and poured it into the long sword in his hand.
At that moment, the long sword vibrated, and water vapor surged around Kawaze again.
Song Liwen looked surprised, but his movements were also fast.
The next moment, a crashing sound was heard, the water was trembling, Song Liwen flew forward, and saw a ray of light suddenly flashing above Song Mu's long sword raised high.
It was shining daylight.
Song Liwen narrowed his eyes, and the next moment, he saw a wide stream of water being driven by Song Mu again. At this moment, Song Mu was sweating profusely, and the expression on his face was already a bit labored.
The literary power in his body was being frantically extracted by Kawaze, but Song Mu was staring at Song Liwen who had already rushed over, and his long sword was sweeping across at this moment!
A wave of water shot out crazily, and Song Liwen suddenly felt something was wrong. The long sword in his hand also gathered countless demonic energy, and he had also swung it out at this moment.
The two swords struck each other, and the two figures suddenly hit each other.
The two of them were indistinguishable at the moment, the sword light flashed, and the sound of the exchange was clear and crisp.
I don't know when Song Liwen suddenly shouted, but Song Mu shouted again.
"Come again!"
The two of them were fighting wildly, and the world was already shaking. However, Tao Fengming, who was trying his best to maintain this alien world, suddenly noticed something going on outside. At that moment, his mind power failed, and the alien world collapsed.
"Song Mu!"
Tao Fengming shouted, and Song Mu also noticed the strange movement, the sword in his hand was even worse, and the two were almost fighting hand to hand.
Suddenly, a figure suddenly fell, and then a figure fell, and between the two people, a severed arm fell.
Song Liwen was lying face down, turning around with difficulty at this moment, feeling that the world was dark.
Song Mu stood with his sword for support. His face looked tired at this moment, and his green shirt was broken in many places.
Heavy rain fell from the sky for unknown reasons, diluting the blood flowing from Song Liwen's broken arm. Song Mu did not step forward, but turned his head at this moment.
Tao Fengming stepped forward quickly, as if facing a formidable enemy. He grabbed Song Mu and shot away.
Before Song Mu could react, he heard Tao Fengming say.
"A big demon is here, and its strength is terrifying."
Song Mu had never seen Tao Fengming's expression so shocked, and he was even a little panicked at this moment. He was already carrying Song Mu and quickly shuttled through the city.
Song Mu immediately adjusted and kept up with Tao Fengming's speed, but he didn't forget to ask.
"Master, who is it? Could you be acting like this now?"
"I don't know. I can only hold on for a moment and go outside the city."
But after the words fell, Tao Fengming's face suddenly showed a bit of shock. He grabbed Song Mu who was rushing forward. He already had a scroll in his hand and was scanning the surroundings with extreme vigilance.
On this quaint street, the doors and windows of rows of small shops are closed, the bluestone floors are covered with fallen leaves, and the willows and camphor trees on the roadside are swaying and rustling in the wind.
In the small river that passes through the city next to it, there are little splashes of water on the river at this moment, and there is the sound of rain.
All of this is obviously noisy, but deep down in the senses, it feels unusually quiet here.
"Master."
Song Mu asked softly, and at this moment he was also raising his sword to guard the surroundings.
Tao Fengming looked at the sky, stretched out his hand to catch a drop of rainwater, and looked surprised.
"The strange phenomenon of rain is not a celestial phenomenon."
Saying this, Tao Fengming immediately rolled up his sleeves, letting out his breath without any reservation, and spoke frankly at the same time.
"You must be from the East China Sea, right? Stop hiding like this."
When Song Mu heard what Tao Fengming said, he looked around in surprise, but suddenly saw something strange happening on the street next to him.
At a certain street corner, a figure suddenly appeared.
The figure, who was more than nine feet tall and dressed in white, was slowly moving forward. With his appearance, the water vapor in the entire sky seemed to be moister, and the raindrops became more rapid.
But the strange thing is that the raindrops only fell not far away from Song Mu. It seemed that the rain curtain had created a barrier between the two sides.
"Huangfu Fengming."
A calm voice came from in front of him. Song Mu looked intently and saw this man in white, with bright red hair, a broad forehead, and huge eyes. There was a thin silver light flashing on his face, and his facial features were somewhat detached. Human face.
Demon.
Song Mu immediately became extremely vigilant. At this moment, he also raised the long sword, but it was blocked by Tao Fengming next to him.
"It turned out to be the emperor's demon king, but now it seems that he should be a half-step demon emperor, right?"
"If you are not serving your king in the Dragon Palace, what are you doing here?"
Tao Fengming said solemnly, but his brows were somewhat serious.
The emperor looked at Tao Fengming, then looked at Song Mu next to him, and still said calmly.
"Huangfu Fengming, you are in decline."
Saying this, he stretched out a long finger and pointed at Song Mu.
"I come on behalf of the king to ask for him."
