The Legend of Futian Chapter 233: Crushing
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The piano sounded, and Ye Futian sat cross-legged, stroking the piano and playing. When his slender fingers quivered on the strings, it seemed that he was the only one left in the world.
Ye Futian entered the state in just an instant.
Gu Ming looked indifferent and stepped forward. His body was instantly covered with purple thunder, violent to the extreme, the whole world seemed to be filled with incomparably powerful power, and it was covered in an instant. The majesty of the sun.
In this terrible thunderstorm, a terrifying sword of thunder appeared, slowly appearing from the storm, extremely frightening.
People around are staring at Gu Ming. Although the opponent has only the fifth-order Dharma state realm, Gu Ming is quite famous in Donghua Sect. He is a very powerful practitioner, especially in terms of combat effectiveness. Otherwise, Donghuazong would not select him to suppress Ye Futian.
After all, even if Ye Futian hadn't shown combat effectiveness, he would never be weaker because of his strength in the desolate ancient world.
East Huazong has the power of the first sect in the Eastern Desolation Realm. Among them, you can imagine how powerful the spells are. The vast and divine power envelopes this garden. Ye Futian, sitting cross-legged, looks extremely small, behind Gu Ming. There is a phenomenon, it is a terrible thunderstorm, hesitating sharp swords.
With a violent roar, Lei Wei seemed to have overwhelmed the sound of the piano, the spell bloomed, and the Purple Thunder Sword descended from the sky and shot directly at Ye Futian's body.
When this terrifying spell attack came, Ye Futian slid the five fingers of his right hand on the strings, smoothly, and with one flick of his fingers, there was a thunder and a terrible storm of piano sounds directly blasting the killing spell, no matter Was it the thunder power or the sword light, it shattered and exploded at the same time, turning into aura and floating between the sky and the earth.
Everyone's eyes flashed, Ye Futian's piano sound seemed to be suppressed severely by coercion, but his shot was like a thunder in the sky, directly crushing Gu Ming's spell attack, very domineering.
After one blow, he played slowly again, the sound of the piano was melodious, and the storm of the piano sound filled the space between the heavens and the earth, spreading little by little toward the surrounding heaven and earth.
Gu Ming's brows flashed, and then the Purple Thunder God Sword between the sky and the earth erupted again, this time becoming more violent, the terrifying killing power that covered the sky and the sun annihilated the void, and pressed toward the seemingly small figure.
Ye Futian did not raise his head, the strings vibrated, and the notes bounced. At the moment when the opponent's attack came, another terrifying piano sound bloomed. The invisible rhythm seemed to be integrated into the will of the prince, directly splitting the sword and thundering. Wipe out.
People found that Ye Futian’s temperament gradually gradually changed. With the sound of the piano, he seemed to be a prince character. He looked insignificant before, but now he is like an unshakable prince, as stable as a mountain, no one can Shaking, at the same time, the sound of the piano sound became stronger and stronger, gradually covering Gu Ming's body in it.
"What a strong spiritual will." Everyone seemed to feel something. At this time, the space where Gu Ming was located seemed to have been shrouded in a blooming spiritual storm.
Qin Mengruo walked out of the pavilion. She was graceful and beautiful. At this moment, her beautiful eyes were staring at Ye Futian's figure. The other party's piano sound was so pure, as if no one could disturb it while playing. His rhythm and melody, even Gu Ming's violent attacks couldn't work.
The moment he played the piano, it seemed to blend with the sound of the piano.
Gu Ming also seemed to feel the terrible mental storm pervading the sky and the earth, and the sound of the piano was hidden in it, as if it could explode with amazing power at any time.
Mage Qin Yin belongs to the spiritual system and has a very strong mental attack. He naturally knows that the more procrastinated, the more disadvantaged he will be.
On his body, a powerful princely will bloomed out, and his body seemed to have become more stalwart and invincible.
Donghuazong asked him to take action. How could Gu Ming fail to win the prince’s luck? Ye Futian is the owner of the superior prince’s luck. People who do not have the prince’s luck will be crushed even if the realm is higher than him. .
At this moment, Gu Ming's aura is even more terrifying. Amidst the storm of magic, the purple divine sword blooms, just like the sword of the thunder of a prince. The moment it blooms, it flashes like thunder, and directly kills Ye Futian in the air. , Almost incredible.
Ye Futian seemed to have not seen it, the strings twitched, and the sword of thunder that killed him was instantly annihilated when the storm of piano notes flowed.
Gu Ming's complexion changed again, and he vomited a stronger Thunder Sword. However, when that sharp sword first appeared, a terrifying storm of piano sounds came and shattered it directly.
So there was a very strange scene, Gu Ming's magic was destroyed as soon as it was condensed and born.
What's even more frightening is that the sound of the piano is getting more and more exciting, rushing into Gu Ming's form, destroying everything, Gu Ming only feels that the form is about to collapse, and his life and soul are trembling.
The sound of the piano came to the ears of all people. They only felt that Ye Futian at this time was not only a prince, but also a son of emperor, a young emperor. He was sitting there, overlooking all beings.
A wonderful picture appeared in their eyes, as if they saw the young emperor standing high above the sky, overlooking the sky, and looking down on them, making people feel surrendered.
Gu Ming felt the strongest mood. In addition to this terrifying mood, there was also a piano sound spell attack that crushed all mental powers. Whenever he gathered mental power to resist, he was directly destroyed.
Everyone saw that the aura around Gu Ming's body was getting weaker and weaker, and the spells could no longer be condensed and formed, and even his magical aspects were suppressed.
A muffled hum came out, and before they knew it, everyone was shocked to find that Gu Ming, who was still invincible and powerful before, has gradually lost the ability to resist, and has been eaten away a little bit.
Looking at Ye Futian again, the sound of the piano is still the same. He sat cross-legged, very calm, without a trace of waves, as if he was just playing a piece of music quietly, not even fighting.
The sound of the piano is still the same, and the young man playing the piano is like an emperor.
Gu Ming, who was enveloped by the will of Qin Yin, had sweat oozing out of his forehead and his body was soaked. He frantically resisted the coercion of that domineering spirit and was unwilling to surrender, but his mental power was constantly crushed. Hit, he only felt that his will was about to collapse.
"Failed." Everyone's eyes flashed.
Obviously, Gu Ming was defeated, and it was a terrible defeat.
Ye Futian never shot from beginning to end, he was just playing.
But now, Gu Ming has lost his resistance. His body is shaking, as if struggling, his legs are slightly bent, as if he might kneel to the ground at any time.
Qin Wangsun said that Ye Futian had never shown combat effectiveness, but with his performance in the desolate ancient world, how could his combat effectiveness be poor.
Donghuazong wanted to try, and Gu Ming made a move, but what was Ye Futian's strength?
No one knows, he only showed his mastery in piano tone.
"Stop." Gu Ming let out a low growl. His legs were slightly bent, as if he was about to kneel and crawl. The will was too strong to crush him. He knew that Ye Futian even wanted to Kill him can do it.
But Ye Futian obviously couldn't kill a Donghuazong disciple, so he wanted to humiliate him in this way.
How could he Gu Ming bear such humiliation.
"I don't understand temperament, why should I stop?"
Ye Futian didn't stop, said lightly, and still bowed his head to play. He was not interested in fighting, and the opponent was pressing harder. If so, he would accompany him. Now he is defeated. He didn't even admit defeat. Let him Stop and stop?
Since you want to step on the thatched cottage by humiliating him, you have to be prepared for humiliation.
The people around them all showed interesting looks. At this moment, Ye Futian said that he didn't understand the rhythm, but he looked a little bit slapped.
It is a bit ironic that Qian Shanmu, the first person of Donghua School's melody, said that Ye Futian didn't understand melody. Now your disciple of Donghua School has been humiliated by Ye Futian with the sound of the piano.
"You are presumptuous." On the Donghua Zong side, a figure saw that Gu Ming was about to be humiliated. He strode out. He had a strong aura. He was a good friend of Gu Ming. Compressed and knelt down, how can I raise my head in Donghuazong.
His figure flashed, his aura was terrifying, the golden light bloomed, and his whole body seemed to be cast like a golden body, full of incredible power, and went straight to Ye Futian.
Liu Feiyang frowned. It was a challenge, and Gu Ming didn't call out to admit defeat. Why should Ye Futian stop?
The rest of the Donghua Sect actually stepped in and shot, and the Donghuazong didn't even mean to stop it.
The people around are all showing a strange color~IndoMTL.com~ Donghuazong is looking for things on his own. Is this now uncontrollable?
"Boom." I saw a muffled sound, and Liu Feiyang and Liu Chenyu stepped out beside them for the rest of their lives. Demon-like wings appeared behind them, and the dark golden light gleamed on them, converging into golden battle axes. He descended directly in front of Ye Futian and headed towards the rushing Donghuazong disciple.
At this moment, that burly body turned into a demon god.
The strong Donghuazong gave a cold cry and broke through the air with both fists. He is better at martial arts. His attack power is amazing. The terrifying golden fist shines through the void. With one punch and one punch, his momentum increases crazily, and he blocks his body. All previous attacks.
In the face of the bombardment, there was no escape for the rest of his life. The wild power erupted from him, and his battle axe slashed directly towards the front. There was no way forward. There was no martial art, just Pure slashing, the action fell in the eyes of everyone, like cutting firewood, using the opponent's powerful fist as firewood.
Split with an axe, the fists are constantly being split, like a broken bamboo, unstoppable.
The look of the strong man in Donghuazong changed slightly, his body was blooming, and his fist suddenly exploded fiercely. Thousands of fists seemed to destroy everything, annihilate this void, and blasted Yu Sheng's body.
Yu Sheng's demon-like wings shined with terrible brilliance, spinning in the void, and the battle axe in his hand was continuously swinging, almost to an incredible level, only the shadow of the axe in the sky was left between the sky and the earth, constantly cutting the fist.
"Is he fighting or chopping wood?" Everyone showed a strange expression when they saw Yu Sheng's attacking technique.
The chai was chopped clean, and the battle axe for the rest of his life slashed at the man of Donghuazong.
With a puff, a burst of blood bloomed, and the body of the strong Donghuazong exploded, and a blood stain appeared on his chest, which was almost split as firewood!
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