The sound of explosions came, and everyone let out bursts of screams, but they saw a light and shadow shooting out of the smoke and dust.
Although Song Mu was furious at the moment, his consciousness had returned and his expression was clear.
The original owner had been completely destroyed, and he used the last blow to help Song Mu break free from the shackles.
But at this moment, in Song Mu's hand, the original imperial sword was flaming red, with bursts of white steam rising from it.
At that moment, the old man felt as if his throat was being strangled, and he felt that what he saw in front of him was a completely ferocious beast.
"It was you who killed my parents?!"
Song Mu did not stop there, and spoke slowly. His words at this moment were full of killing intent, and his figure disappeared in surprise.
The old man immediately waved his pipe to resist. The fiery red sword came into contact with the pipe instantly. The huge force caused Song Mu's wrist to hurt, and the sword also deflected a few points.
With a bang, Song Mu stabbed the old man's shoulder with his sword. The long sword entered his body, and the old man screamed in agony.
"Ahhhhh!"
The old man shouted angrily, and when he was hit with a palm, the pipe in his hand was also swung, and the next moment it struck Song Mu's long sword first.
Song Mu's eyes widened suddenly, and he saw the pipe emitting a burst of light, and then his long sword shattered into several pieces.
That pipe is definitely not an ordinary thing!
Perhaps it is what Master once said, a cultural treasure that can lift people up!
Song Mu had this idea in the flash of lightning, but he quickly jumped away. The palm wind still landed on Song Mu's right hand, and Song Mu suddenly felt numb.
The old man had already taken a few steps back and was looking at Song Mu fiercely.
"Damn guys, you and your whole family deserve to die!"
After hearing these words clearly, Song Mu's heart trembled.
Song Liangtong really did not die in the hands of a demon!
"Give them all to me! I can't control that much. I want his head. That head is worth two hundred taels of gold!"
The old man seemed to be completely irritated, and he immediately shouted orders to the people around him.
Those people also had stern looks on their faces, and they rushed directly towards Song Mu at this moment.
Song Mu did not hesitate, and immediately turned around to retreat and released a few pieces of paper again to block the attack of these people.
And the old man actually pulled out the broken sword from his shoulder, and looked at Song Mu with a bit of anger on his wrinkled face.
The next moment he also joined the battle, his strength was instantly swayed, and the vast coercion was pressed towards Song Mu.
Song Mu gritted his teeth and persisted. Suddenly he felt something in his heart and looked towards the sky.
At this moment, a piece of paper exploded in front of Song Mu.
An invisible wave swept away in all directions, but it seemed to have no effect on anyone. The swords of those people had already arrived in front of Song Mu.
The man directly in front of Song Mu was the bearded man just now. At this moment, he shouted excitedly, and the broad knife in his hand was already slashing.
"Hahaha, it's just a show, I'll accept this man's head!"
As he said this, his broad sword and other people's weapons were cut down at the same moment.
A trace of excitement flashed across the old man's face, but the next moment, he suddenly stopped.
Because he found that Song Mu was no longer in the center where everyone gathered, and Song Mu had appeared under the wall of one side of the courtyard.
At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps.
The old man turned his head as if in a trance, but suddenly he saw a tall figure appearing outside the courtyard wall on the side, and a long black knife was revealed.
In an instant, before he could even say anything, a black horse suddenly smashed into the side of the courtyard wall, throwing away countless bricks, stones and earth.
Black horse, black knight, black sword.
A horse's neigh shook the earth and the earth. When the nearest man saw this situation, he turned around and struck a blow.
But what responded to him was the light of the long knife. The long knife slashed hard on his chest. The short armor on his body was shattered inch by inch. The guy also vomited blood and flew backwards.
At that moment, everyone felt a cold air rushing straight to their foreheads.
Two people suddenly attacked from both sides and swung their swords down, but the black knight scattered like smoke.
"What...what is this?"
Some people looked at this weird scene and immediately exclaimed. The old man just came to his senses and uttered two words.
"A foreign land!"
Before he finished speaking, two more hoofbeats sounded, and the next moment, the courtyard wall on the other side was knocked down by a black horse.
It's the Black Knight again!
In an instant, a person was thrown away again. Before he could scream, he was knocked down under the root of the courtyard wall on one side and passed out.
The rest of the people looked frightened at this moment, but the old man took a step forward, put strength on the pipe in his hand, and spoke to the people around him.
"Don't be afraid, it's just a foreign realm. This kind of foreign realm is still a coincidence realm, and the mental power that needs to be consumed is huge. To capture the thief, capture the king first, and kill Song Mu!"
The old man's words seemed to stabilize everyone in an instant. At that moment, these people nodded and regrouped one by one. They were a little afraid of the black knight in front of them, but they still launched another attack.
The old man tightened his grip on the cigarette rod at this moment, and then concentrated his energy on it, and the smoke pot of the cigarette rod began to turn red.
The old man did not step forward, but just stared at the knight in black who was fighting fiercely with several people in the distance, and then took two puffs of cigarette.
Thick white smoke slowly spread out from his mouth and nose. He also held a piece of writing paper in his hand. It was burning slowly at this moment, but released a brilliant colorful smoke.
The smoke slowly rose into the sky and seemed to merge into the world in an instant.
But the next moment, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Song Mu in disbelief.
"How can this overlapping realm be so vast...it even...covers my alien realm!"
The old man murmured in shock and looked up at the sky.
The sky has become much darker, and it doesn't seem to be much different from before.
The old man can feel the existence of his own alien world, but the scary thing is that his own alien world is shrouded by a more powerful force. What he does at this moment is actually just creating a new world in someone else's alien world.
Little exotic place.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But how is this possible? The other party directly opened up his own alien world, and then built a bigger alien world outside.
He is just a scholar!
Even if he possesses the power of telepathy and can perform extraordinary feats, how can he still be inferior to his opponent in lifting people?
How evil is this?!
The old man's heart was filled with horror and confusion. When he looked up, he saw Song Mu swinging his sword again. The other talented and strong men were thrown away one after another. At the same time, the surrounding courtyard walls had been knocked down.
There were actually a dense number of black-armored soldiers marching inside.
This world seemed to have changed in an instant.
"Lao Mai! What's going on?! What should we do?!"
The bearded man shouted at the old man. The old man paused, but suddenly shouted at everyone.
"Retreat! This guy is more evil than us!"
The old man's words shocked several people, and they even couldn't believe that a guy as powerful as the old man actually said such a sentence when he met a little scholar.
But the old man who said this sentence had already taken the lead. When the others saw this, they immediately stopped and quickly left around one by one.
The beard moved quickly, but the next moment, a blade came from behind.
He hid in a panic, and saw a knight in black passing by, but before he could stand up, he was hit hard in the back, and the next moment, his head was held down.
The bearded man looked frightened, and when he looked sideways, he saw Song Mu with a stern look on his face, staring at him.
At that moment, Luo Hu's liver and gallbladder were shattered, and he wanted to fight back, but he immediately found that the joints of his limbs had been removed by Song Mu. The pain came violently, and Luo Hu was already very panicked.
"Which of you killed my parents?!"
Song Mu shouted angrily, but his eyes were very clear at this moment. The knights behind him slowly disappeared, and the sky seemed a little brighter.
"It's not me! It's the old man."
The bearded man said quickly, his whole face turned red at the moment.
"Who sent you here? Who asked you to kill my father?!"
"It's Song..."
Song Mu asked again. The bearded man still wanted to argue, but his face suddenly paled, and then a mouthful of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The beard is dead.
Song Mu was surprised. He suddenly turned his head and saw a figure leaving quickly in the distance.