Traveling through the villains of Shaoge: Dark River Chaos into the Golden Book World

Seeing that the two fought with dozens of moves, and the outcome was hard to tell for a while, Su Changhe couldn't help complaining: "This Song Yanhui is much better than in the anime."

"Anime?" Li Xinyue's beautiful face was full of curiosity, "What is that?"

"Uh, this is not easy to explain." Su Changhe wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Take it as a shadow play script based on the storyteller's script."

Li Xinyue nodded with a vague understanding, and continued to look at the competition stage.

I saw Li Hanyi swung his sword, and a large number of camellias fluttered on Mount Tai, all surrounding Li Hanyi's long sword, which was extremely beautiful.

Although it is daytime now, Li Hanyi's sword light can still be seen as a beautiful moon.

"I have a sword called Yuexi Huachen."

Auntie Zhu who was on the main seat smelled the overwhelming fragrance of flowers and immediately felt refreshed, and said to Xiao Feng with a smile:
"Brother, it is rumored that the second city lord of Xueyue City is famous for his beautiful swordsmanship, and seeing him today really deserves his reputation."

Xiao Feng recognized it very much: "That's why people in the Jianghu say that Xueyue City is the number one martial arts city in Beili."

When Song Yan heard Xiao Feng's words, a trace of anger flashed across his brows.

The water-breaking sword in his hand slashed out, and the surging sword energy tore apart the moonlight.

"Take it!" Li Hanyi gave a low cry, swung the sword in a big circle, and the camellias all over the sky formed a round shield with sword energy to block Song Yanhui's sword energy.

"It seems that your martial arts have improved a lot." Li Hanyi put away his contempt, held the long sword with both hands, and slashed out the move 'Yuexi Huachen' again.

But this round of moonlight is no longer a soft sword intent, but a domineering killing intent.

"This child is too messy." Li Xinyue was a little worried that her daughter would hit too hard and kill her.

Song Yan glanced back, discarded the broken sword in her hand, and pulled out a sword with a light blue body.

"Isn't that the Qiushui Sword of Sword Master Zhuo Yuluo of Wujian City?" Li Xinyue recognized it immediately.

"It's my father's sword." Su Muyu walked over slowly, but there was no wave in her eyes.

By the way, he explained: "The old city lord of Wushuang City, Liu Yunqi, lost to my father in order not to let the world know about it."

"So they spent money and teamed up with Dark River to destroy Wujian City, and by the way, took the swordsmanship secrets of Wujian City as their own."

"Before my father died, he put me in a bucket and walked along the river, and I happened to be rescued by the Patriarch of the Su family in the dark river."

After hearing this, Li Xinyue was filled with righteous indignation and said, "I think Wushuang City will be renamed Shameless City in the future."

"The former No. [-] martial arts city in the world was ruined by these scum."

Su Changhe took a deep breath and asked, "Mu Yu, after the Taishan Conference is over, I will avenge you."

Su Muyu wanted to vomit slightly: "There's no need, I've already killed Liu Yunqi and those murderers back then."

"Now I don't have any enmity with Wushuang City."

While everyone was talking, Song Yanhui raised his long sword, the sword energy condensed on the head of the sword, emitting a faint blue cold light, and then swung the sword out.

That sword split the moonlight again, and at the same time exuded a sword energy of starlight.

"This sword technique doesn't seem to belong to Wushuang City." Li Hanyi frowned, jumped up, grabbed the hilt of the sword and slashed out again, only then did he dim the starlight.

Song Yanhui's eyes glowed red, and he tapped his feet and swept to Li Hanyi's side, and swung several swords in succession.

There are still several different sword stances, and for a while the swordsmanship is strong and the momentum is amazing.

After a while, he was light and quick, and the sword went slanted.

After a while, it opened and closed, and it was extremely fierce.

After Li Hanyi dismantled dozens of tricks with him, his wrists felt numb, and he suddenly felt suspicious.

"Song Yanhui's current swordsmanship has never been seen before, and there seems to be something wrong with his swordsmanship."

After careful observation, she found that Song Yanhui's sword energy had changed from blue to red, and a red blood paw print slowly appeared on his forehead.

His expression changed drastically: "Oh no, he has become possessed."

It is rumored that the masters of swordsmanship in the enchanted heaven will forcibly raise their cultivation base to a higher level at the cost of continuously consuming their blood energy.

"Yanluo turned around." Song Yanhui suddenly shouted, the long sword stabbed straight and then turned around.

A bewitching red light flashed above his sword light, and the swallows in the sky took a look and fled in all directions, as if they were a little afraid of the sword light.

Li Hanyi blocked the horizontal sword and was forced to take five steps back.

"Strange, his trick used to make the migrating swallows turn their heads and fly back to be obsessed with this beautiful sword." Li Xinyue in the audience also felt something was wrong.

"Because he is possessed by a demon, even his sword moves are possessed of a demonic quality." Su Changhe said lightly.

Li Hanyi's face was as sinking as water, his robe danced wildly without wind, and he raised his sword high with both hands.

"Drink!" Then she yelled loudly, and the iron horse Binghe in her hand fell down with a thunderous sound.

A six-foot-long cold light roared like an iron horse breaking through the ice field, but the coldness carried by the sword light seemed to fall into a boundless hell.

Song Yanhui's zhenqi kept surging all over his body, his blood pupils exuded violent aura, and he swung the Qiushui sword upwards violently.

At this time, the sky suddenly began to drizzle, and Song Yanhui's sword aura produced a gentle spring breeze, which merged with the drizzle in the sky to form a storm of sword aura, and then met Li Hanyi's sword aura.

"Not enough!" Song Yanhui murmured, sending the long sword forward.

The original spring breeze suddenly became irritable, and the drizzle inside also turned into red rain, breaking Li Hanyi's sword glow.

"People who have been possessed by demons are so terrifying?" Li Hanyi murmured in a low voice, and slid his toes back a little, avoiding the blow.

Su Changhe felt that this move was somewhat familiar, and hurriedly looked at Su Muyu.

"This seems to be your Chunyu swordsmanship?"

"It should be said that it is the forbidden move of Wujian City - Blood Rain Sword Technique." Su Muyu came to Huang Rong's side with a solemn expression.

Advised: "City Master Song has already become demonic, we should stop this competition, otherwise the consequences will be very serious."

Huang Rong nodded, and also saw that something was wrong with Song Yanhui, and shouted towards the field: "You two, please stop."

But Song Yanhui still turned a deaf ear to it, killing one after another, attacking Li Hanyi like a storm.

"How about we take action and stop it forcibly?" Su Changhe raised his palm and asked Li Xinyue.

If this situation is allowed to continue, Li Hanyi and Song Yanhui will inevitably fall into a deadly battle, the loser will die, and the winner will lose at least half of his life, and the worst case is that both of them will perish.

No matter what kind of ending, it is not what Li Xinyue and Su Changhe want to see.

Seeing Li Xinyue nodded, just as Su Changhe was about to strike, a quiet and elegant Xiao sound sounded, Song Yanhui's red pupils gradually returned to normal, the blood paw print on his forehead disappeared, and the hostility in his whole body gradually disappeared.

"This is the Pu Shan Qing Xin song that purifies people's hearts!" Huang Rong was surprised.

Li Xinyue and Su Changhe raised their heads to look in Xiao Sheng's direction, and Murong Huansha, who was dressed in white, nodded slightly towards them.

I saw the jade flute in her hand was still on the jade lips, her clothes fluttered with the wind, and three thousand black silks poured down like a waterfall, just like a fairy descending to earth.

"Thank you very much." Li Xinyue hesitated, but still cupped her hands towards Murong Huansha.