The Legend of Futian Chapter 75: The dispute between the descendants is one stick
Ye Futian's voice and the piano sound fell at the same time, and everyone's hearts trembled.
Zhou Mu, who was painting, raised his head, and then he saw the sound of the piano, his life and soul roared, and there was a faintly terrifying spiritual power forward, but it was useless. The spiritual storm came and everything was destroyed.
His paintings were directly swallowed, and the spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth became violent and restless. Then, Zhou Mu was drowned by the piano sound storm, revealing an expression of extreme pain, like a lone soldier on the battlefield, and it was Qian who killed him. Military
"Puff......" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhou Mu's body was knocked out and fell to the ground severely.
All this happened so quickly that he was caught off guard. When Ye Futian said arrogant words, he stood up directly, as if the battle had ended early, so confident.
All the people came to a sense of relief, staring blankly at the handsome figure in front of them, the wind was blowing, the white clothes fluttering, the elegant young man playing the piano quietly before, at this moment, his sharp edge was revealed.
The battle of the disciples of the Qin Demon Painting Saint disciple, winning points.
At the time, he painted the saintly waste piano demon, and now his disciples are being crushed strongly. It is not at all a close battle as everyone imagined.
Moreover, Ye Futian's realm was lower than Zhou Mu, and he was defeated across the border.
Also, what did Ye Futian just say?
There were a lot of rumors in the Donghai Academy. The Qin Demon disciple Ye Futian rushed to the Luo Palace to be arrogant, but was defeated by the painting disciple Zhou Mu, and left in embarrassment. This incident was once aroused, and I was afraid that Ye Futian could not explain it before. Someone will believe it, but now the facts are in front of them, and everyone has to doubt the authenticity of the rumors, just like the rumors made by Hua Jieyu a few months ago.
Zhou Mu's face was pale, and after a moment of relaxation, he stood up and stared at Ye Futian with cold eyes: "A defeat is nothing more than a decision, so he denied the meaning of previous battles?"
Everyone's eyes flashed, Zhou Mu, this is not willing to admit defeat.
"It's ridiculous." Ye Futian showed a sarcasm: "Under the rumors, you actually think that the Luo Palace defeated me? You know, the Luo Palace was good at spirit when I was about to end you. The senior characters who attacked me secretly attacked me, so you didn't lose face on the spot."
Ye Futian's voice fell and there was an uproar. In Luo Wang's mansion, in the battle between Ye Futian and Zhou Mu, there was an elder attack? This is too despicable.
It is said that the characters present at the time were Painted Sage, Lord Luo, and Vice Palace Master of Ziwei Palace. If such a thing happened, wouldn’t these three be most suspicious?
said that, Ye Futian had to go if he didn't.
"You are spitting blood." Zhou Mu's face became even more ugly when he heard Ye Futian's words, he didn't believe it would be so.
"You are presumptuous." At this time, a cold shout came out, and I saw a figure of an old man stepping up on the Ziwei Palace. It was Han Mo, the vice-president of the Ziwei Palace.
"Ye Futian, today you will win if you win, and you uttered wild words to slander the senior figures, and you have no respect." Han Mo screamed coldly.
Ye Futian raised his head to look at Han Mo, this old guy, has finally put away his hypocritical features.
"I naturally know that the person who handed over at that time would not be the senior. However, if the senior did not make the move, it does not mean that other people would not. How can you say that the junior slander?" Ye Futian said with a smile, and the faces of the people around changed. This Ye Futian's words meant something.
Han Mo heard his words and looked at him like a sharp sword, but saw Ye Futian look up and calmly look at the other party. Now he is very upset with Ziwei Palace. The feeling that Ziwei Palace gives him is hypocritical, Domineering and indifferent.
From acquiescing Mu Yunxuan to hurt the fairy with rumors, to not allowing him to set foot in Ziwei Palace; from the time when he was standing on the side of the painting saint and wanted to promote the marriage of interests, leading to the tragedy of his teacher, to now, his ambitions have expanded and he wants to be alone. Donghai Academy, the rest of his life was injured because of this;
Although he didn’t say anything, he had already accumulated an anger in his heart, which broke out today. Therefore, there will be this moment when he stands in front of the Ziwei Palace, challenging Zhou Mu, a general order, like Is venting anger.
"Luo Wangye and Huasheng are both highly respected seniors. The people present at the time were also people with identities. Maybe they would sneak attack on your arrogant junior?" Han Mo said coldly.
"There were a lot of people present at the time, I don't know who it was." Ye Futian said lightly, "However, Tianfu Palace is one of the Seven Palaces of the East China Sea Academy. Two people from the Eight-Star Glory Realm joined hands to deal with me. Things can happen to a five-star Glory disciple in Wuqu Palace, why is it strange to attack?"
"This guy..." Everyone stared at Ye Futian, this was, they were picking things up, and they also involved Tianfu Palace.
"You Wuqu Palace disciple arrogantly blocked the door to provoke, the Tianfu Palace disciple naturally took action. What's weird." Han Mo continued to coldly said: "It's you, slander seniors today. If there is no statement, I am afraid that I can't explain it. "
"My Wuqugong disciple, when will I tell you something." At this time, a cold voice came, and among the crowd, I saw Yixiang did not know when to appear, and he looked up at Han Mo indifferently. , Faintly said: "Han Mo, your deputy palace lord of Ziwei Palace, are you bullying a disciple of my Wuqu Palace here? What a mighty prestige."
Seeing Han Mo and Yixiang appear one after another, and tit-for-tat, everyone's hearts trembled, and things seemed to be a big deal.
"Yi Palace Lord, haven't you heard your Wuqu Palace disciples slander the elders here?" Han Mosi was not afraid of Yi Xiang and responded coldly.
"Are you slander?" Yixiang looked at Ye Futian and asked.
Ye Futian smiled and said: "Whether it is a slander is very simple, I fought with Zhou Mu that day, and I was repelled by the summoned beast drawn by Zhou Mu at the last blow. I suffered a little loss, so I can try again today."
After all, his gaze fell on Zhou Mu, and he said faintly: "Although my realm has improved a lot in the past few months, I will give you enough time to paint the strongest summoned beast today. I will not release the soul of life. Attacking with pure martial arts, if you can’t defeat you, count me as slander."
"It's really crazy." Everyone looked at Ye Futian, and let Zhou Mu draw the strongest summoned beast and release the strongest attack. He attacked with pure martial arts and had to defeat Zhou Mu with one blow. This is simply... The madness is boundless, if Zhou Mu loses, I am afraid that he will be embarrassed in the Donghai Academy.
After all, various voices said that Zhou Mu defeated Ye Futian, Zhou Mu himself did not deny it, as if he had tacitly agreed with this statement.
"What's your opinion?" Yixiang raised his head and looked at Han Mo.
Han Mo sullen his face, Ye Futian was so mad, what else could he say, his eyes looked at Zhou Mu.
I saw Zhou Mu's face gloomy and terrible, what a humiliation Ye Futian said to him.
"Okay." Zhou Mu stepped forward and walked to the opposite side of Ye Futian. His life and soul came out, and he squatted on the ground to paint.
Yi Qingxuan stepped forward and took down the piano in front of Ye Futian, so Ye Futian was facing Zhou Mu, who was painting, with an extremely calm expression.
Looking at Ye Futian's calm expression, it is hard for everyone to imagine why he has such confidence to defeat Zhou Mu with pure martial arts, and let Zhou Mu paint.
aura converged crazily in Zhou Mu's writings. At this moment, he is extremely serious, and all his energy seems to be concentrated on painting.
Gradually, everyone saw a lifelike golden dragon appear on the ground, as if it might jump into the air at any time.
This golden dragon contains terrifying aura. The scales of the dragon are drawn, lifelike, and I don’t know how strong the defense will be. Many people have sweated for Ye Futian, relying on martial arts?
Zhou Mu ignored everyone's thoughts. He focused on perfection in every detail. As a painter, his talent was undoubtedly undoubted. It was only because he met Ye Futian that he seemed a little embarrassed.
Finally, when Zhou Mu's last stroke fell, the huge golden dragon surrounded his body, and the light of Zhou Mu's life and soul shrouded the golden dragon, making the dragon's eyes extremely Weird, staring at Ye Futian opposite.
"So strong." When everyone looked from a distance, they seemed to be able to feel the terrible golden dragon.
Ye Futian’s expression was as calm as ever. He stretched out his hand, and the golden aura gathered in his palm frantically. The aura was solidified and turned into a huge golden stick. He did not use the aura to release spells, but condensed the soul. Soldiers belong to the category of martial arts.
When Ye Futian's palm was gripped, a monstrous battle intent erupted fiercely from him. The intent to fight was astonishing. An invisible general trend converged towards his body, constantly rising and becoming stronger. Integrating with the world, everyone only feels that Ye Futian at this moment seems to be the incarnation of the young God of War ~ IndoMTL.com ~ can not be a world.
Zhou Mu's body moved, and he stepped forward, the golden dragon seemed to be attached to him, and walked along with him.
There was a screaming roar, Zhou Mu roared angrily, the sacred golden dragon ran away, carrying incomparable power and attacking towards Ye Futian.
"Boom." Ye Futian moved his body, and when he stepped on his feet, the ground trembled, and a terrifying world seemed to gather on him.
"Go to death." Zhou Mu came and roared, and the golden dragon culled, and the golden stick in Ye Futian's hand danced, and the spirit and spirit merged with the heaven and earth and smashed into the golden dragon.
The first strike of nine strikes in the sky, breaking the world.
The golden stick fell on the golden dragon's head, turning it into the sharpest weapon in the world, and directly split the dragon's body from the middle, all the way forward.
Everyone's hearts trembled wildly, and the young God of War moved forward, splitting everything in front of him, even if it was a real dragon.
"Boom." The dragon's body burst and the golden stick disappeared. However, Ye Futian's hand was clasped around Zhou Mu's neck and lifted him in the air.
At this moment, Zhou Mu's face was as gray as death.
Ye Futian raised his head slightly, looked at Zhou Mu, and said lightly: "Last time, how did you beat me?"
Zhou Mu did not respond and was unable to respond.
Ye Futian looked at Han Mo again, and said calmly: "The so-called genius of Ziwei Palace, but so, after today, there will be no dispute between the sage heirs of the piano and demon painting. He Zhou Mu is not worthy."
The voice of fell, Ye Futian threw out his arm, and threw Zhou Mu towards Ziwei Palace!
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