Liu Jue had just cursed in the air, and the next moment several more lights and shadows appeared beside him. At this moment, layers of coercion were covering him, making people feel extremely frightened.
These turned out to be several Hanlin literati.
Human race reinforcements have arrived.
Fang Mingyuan, who was fighting fiercely in the city, also looked surprised at this moment, and finally relaxed.
On the contrary, Naku's huge body began to surge crazily, as if preparing to escape from here.
But Liu Jue just let a big demon escape. How could he let this demon go now?
"That old yak from your northwest demon country is really tired of living!"
Liu Jue shouted sharply, and saw red light blooming on his body, and the text light chains shot out, and now they all headed towards the south of the city.
And Liu Jue's command sounded immediately.
"All the sergeants of the Eastern Border Army and the literati of Yuzhang obey the order! The demons come to seek death and shall be killed without mercy!"
"I couldn't go to your west to take action. Now that I'm here, I'm going to give you a lot of heartache!"
As soon as the words fell, the layers of light chains had already penetrated into the turbulent formation outside the city. Countless monsters were shocked by the pressure of the bachelor at this moment, whimpering, and then disappeared into ashes when the light chains fell.
And in that city, bursts of shouts suddenly erupted, as if they felt that the situation of the battle had been reversed.
Naku Daju was obviously a little panicked, but even at this time, it still did not retreat immediately, but suddenly let out a long roar.
The screaming sound made people's eardrums flutter, and it was extremely painful. At the same time, black shadows suddenly jumped up from various street corners in the city and converged towards one place in the city.
The rising demonic energy seemed to have a unified direction at this moment.
"war!"
Liu Jue shouted, and at this moment, his whole body shone brightly, and there was even a roar of thunder coming from his mouth.
"Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring."
"A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky, bringing poetry to the blue sky."
This is Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Poems", and this Liu Jue is the successor of the Liu family of poetry!
At the beginning, Liu Yuxi established his career with a poem called "Inscription on a Humble Room", which made him a great success in the world. And his descendants inherited not only his optimism and open-mindedness, but also his heroic spirit on the battlefield.
The fall of this autumn poem did not bring any blessing to Liu Jue. On the contrary, it was the scholars and soldiers all over the city. At this moment, I just felt that the writing was like a spirit, and the war poem fell first!
Liu Jue is worthy of being the commander of the Eastern Frontier Army, and because of the vast power of this great scholar, one man can inspire an entire city!
The power of heaven was mighty, but Liu Jue was not restrained, and he actually landed on Naku Dajuan like a cannonball.
The thick fist hooked the cloud waves, bringing up air waves. One punch was like a thousand punches, and it landed heavily on Naku's huge monster body.
Ku Jue's roar suddenly came, but Liu Jue's fist never stopped.
"Liu Jue, the king will not let you go!"
"Still loyal to that old yak? You are just its abandoned son. One day, I, the human race, will go to the demon country and take the head of that old yak!"
As the angry words came, something else changed in the city.
The fallen literati who suddenly jumped up quickly gathered together, climbed up a three-story building, and then stretched out their hands like one after another.
On top of the building, a skinny man stretched out his hand, frantically absorbing the breath of these fallen scholars.
The demonic energy poured into his body crazily, and those fallen scholars quickly fell down like dead trees and turned into pieces of dust.
"It's a demon body! Everyone, join me in taking action!"
Fang Mingyuan had already seen this vision, and he was shouting at the Hanlin who came to support him. Everyone took action, but saw the figure of the evil spirit suddenly twisting and then disappearing into the air.
The next moment, the figure appeared in the shadow of a corner, took a sudden sniff, and galloped quickly through the city.
Before Song Mu could retract his telekinesis, he suddenly felt a huge pressure approaching.
Even though there were countless pressures wandering in the sky, Song Mu could easily detect that the pressure was coming towards him!
This immediately aroused Song Mu's vigilance. At this moment, he was about to carry Tao Fengming away, but he realized that the thing had already reached his side.
That black figure appeared in front of him, and Song Mu recognized it at a glance as the evil body that Tao Fengming had just mentioned.
"Kill you, kill you."
Black energy surged on the face of the demon body, and a painful face briefly appeared. After saying this, he immediately came towards Song Mu.
Song Mu's eyes were also anxious at the moment, and he was showing off his literary power.
The power came fiercely, but fortunately at this moment, three figures fell in front of Song Mu.
"Song Mu, why are you still in this city?!"
The people in front of Song Mu were Fang Mingyuan, He Shilin and Wang Ye, with a bit of surprise on their faces at this moment.
Without waiting for Song Mu's response, Fang Mingyuan and others put their palms together and struck at the evil body.
"Stop being so arrogant!"
"Song Mu, stay away!"
Song Mu immediately jumped away with Tao Fengming, and everyone was already carrying the evil body into the air. At this moment, another figure hurriedly landed beside Song Mu.
Song Mu looked alertly, only to find that the graceful figure falling down turned out to be Du Xianyin.
"So the young master is still in the city?"
Du Xianyin's beautiful eyes were slightly startled, but she quickly adjusted herself and said to Song Mu.
"Sir, your words can disperse the evil spirit. Can you write poems with me and try your best to dispel the evil spirit in this city?"
Song Mu didn't know, Du Xianyin simply explained it. When he learned that this could actually suppress the distracting thoughts of the people caused by the demonic energy, Song Mu immediately nodded and hurriedly took out his pen and ink.
After dipping his pen in the ink, Song Mu said to Du Xianyin.
"Miss Du, what else do you need from me?"
"Young master, just use your mind to evoke the verbs and actions, and leave the rest to the little girl."
Saying this, Song Mu nodded, and when he put down his pen, he wrote his own "Night Nostalgia" and "Nanxiangzi".
Song Mu's hand speed was extremely fast. In just a moment, an article was already formed. At the same time, mind power was poured into it, and the surrounding scenery began to change.
Du Xianyin, who was next to him, was already playing the strings of the piano and singing in a low voice.
The two people's telepathy interacted for the first time, but Du Xianyin was shocked.
Because at that moment, Du Xianyin realized that the feeling that this poem gave him after it was written by Song Mu was no different from the power brought by He Shilin's pen before.
You can even feel it, a feeling of ease.
Du Xianyin's face was full of shock, but at this moment, she attributed it to Song Mu Nai, the original author of the poem, who was able to bring such power.
However, Song Mu's heart was as clear as a mirror. In this situation, his ancient book exerted its power.
These two poems are the oldest poems in my hands. They have been preserved by ancient books for many days and have undergone extraordinary changes.
With the addition of Song Mu's strength, coupled with Du Xianyin's rhythm, a mysterious change occurred at this moment.
This time, Song Mu didn't even need to do anything to feel that the artistic conception of his poems was slowly unfolding with the rhythm.
That feeling is difficult to describe, but it seems to make everyone feel an extraordinary emotion. Although there is no foreign land in front of them, the foreign land has moved towards the entire city with the fluctuation.
Song Mu was surprised, shocked that this poem could still exude such power.
At this moment in the city, Fang Mingyuan and other six Hanlin officials had surrounded the demonic body, using massive amounts of literary power to weaken its strength.
Outside the city, Kujujuan was getting further and further away from his cave. Liu Jue's power was like moving mountains and seas. Although Kujujubo was huge, he was unable to fight back in his hands.
In the distance, the literati in the city were resisting the wind and sand that Ku Daju was proud of using his sand beads to stir up.
