The Legend of Futian Chapter 275: Unbearable 1 hit

Ye Futian is still playing the piano, the high-pitched piano tone gradually becomes low, and the emperor's meaning in his body disappears.

Finally, with a beating of a note, the melody stopped.

Ye Futian slowly raised his head and looked towards Qianshanmu. His white clothes were like snow, and his dust was immaculate. His eyes were like stars, and his handsome face seemed to be even brighter at this moment.

I am a little mortal, but my heart is towards the sky. If there is a violent storm, I will become an emperor.

The vast and endless void suddenly became extremely quiet with the disappearance of the rhythm, and countless eyes stared at the two figures on the battle platform.

Qian Shanmu looked at Guser who was broken, as if he still didn't want to believe that he would lose.

Dong Huazong also didn't believe it and couldn't accept it.

Qin Mengruo's face was pale, her man lost to Ye Futian in terms of rhythm.

Hua Qingqing’s clear beautiful eyes looked at the handsome figure in white. What she noticed was not Ye Futian’s victory, but the music played by Ye Futian and the artistic conception in the music. The sound of the piano provokes magical attacks, but only expresses an artistic conception with rhythm, indomitable, growing from a young age, until becoming an emperor, Lingyun Tiandi.

The artistic conception contained in his piano sound continued to grow stronger until it completely crushed Qianshanmu.

Perhaps his musical attainments may not be better than Qian Shanmu's, but the world he feels from his piano sound is even wider than Qianshanmu's world.

Even the people in the academy were shocked by the results of this battle, especially Tang Ye and Su Muge, who had ridiculed Ye Futian before. Seeing the eyes of the students in the academy, they only felt hot on their faces.

Yu Sheng felt that this should have been taken for granted. He was the only one who had blind trust in Ye Futian. He glanced at Tang Ye with the same cold eyes, and said coldly, "In the past, in the ancient world of Jingshan Is it too embarrassing enough?"

Tang Ye's eyes froze, staring at Yu Sheng, his face embarrassed.

"How can you understand his world? From now on, you'd better shut up." Yu Sheng said coldly, and those wild eyes were threatening.

Tang Ye gritted his teeth and threatened him for the rest of his life?

Yu Sheng didn't care about his thoughts at all. After saying that, he turned his eyes and ignored Tang Ye's existence.

The crowd in the vast space gradually heard a low voice.

"Qianshanmu, unexpectedly lost."

I don't know who said a voice, and the crowd was in an uproar.

Qian Shanmu, who is known as the first person of the young generation in the Eastern Desolation, was defeated in the battle, so can he be called the first person?

The eyes of the Tianjiao figures in the major forces fell on Ye Futian. Although Ye Futian's realm was slightly lower, his realm would rise sooner or later.

Another Gu Dongliu-like figure will appear in the cottage.

The two great evildoers of Donghua Sect, Lu Nantian was defeated by Gu Dongliu, and Qianshanmu was defeated by Ye Futian.

Dong Huazong, in a head-on battle with Caotang, was completely defeated.

Ye Futian put the Guqin into the package, and he did not rush, nor did he satirize Qianshanmu's defeat.

Overcoming the opponent with the rhythm is the best response in itself, and all words are pale and weak.

"What song are you playing?" Qian Shanmu raised his head and asked Ye Futian with his eyes.

He played the sacred music, the voice of the saint. This piece is extremely difficult to play. It is even more difficult to express the artistic conception, but he was able to do it, but he still failed.

Ye Futian raised his head to look at Qian Shanmu, and said: "Play it casually, I don't know what it is."

After speaking, he turned and lifted his steps, ready to leave.

Qian Shanmu's face became stiff, slightly embarrassed, and Ye Futian said that he played the sound of Shengyin Qu at random.

"Although you win, why are you so hypocritical." Ye Futian's musical attainments are very high, and he naturally admits it, but Ye Futian said that he played casually and deliberately humiliated him?

Ye Futian stopped, smiled, and said: "What is rhythm? Although it can be used in combat, it is endowed by mental attack. The true rhythm lies in the rhythm itself, which is pure and interlinked with meaning. , You said I don’t understand temperament, I really don’t understand it very well, but do you really understand?"

After that, Ye Futian continued to raise his footsteps, Qianshanmu's eyes froze.

Do you really understand?

At this moment, Qian Shanmu was suspicious of herself.

He lowered his head, looked at the broken string, and was meditating, as if he had suffered a great blow.

At this time, a beautiful figure walked to his side. She saw Qian Shanmu's struggle and questioned herself. This was her man. She didn't want to see Qian Shanmu like this.

"He is deliberately hitting your state of mind." Qin Mengruo said to Qian Shanmu: "Your rhythm is not weaker than anyone else. If it weren't for defense with magical weapons, victory already belongs to you, and he can't compete with you. Melody attack."

Qian Shanmu raised his head and looked at his wife Qin Mengruo.

She is still that beautiful, and there is a strong belief and trust in him in her noble and beautiful eyes.

The two looked at each other, Qian Shanmu's eyes gradually regained confidence.

As the proud son of Donghua Zong Tian, ​​he has his own advantages, no matter his mood or will, he is beyond ordinary people.

It’s just because this battle hit him too hard. He lost to Ye Futian in the realm of Dharma and Phenomenon in the rhythm he was best at. Moreover, he represented Donghuazong and Ye Futian represented thatched cottage. When he thought he would crush Ye Futian, he was defeated, which was a bit unbearable for a while.

"Wait."

At this moment, a sound came out abruptly, and Ye Futian stopped once again, turned his head, and looked at Dongqin Academy.

The speaker was Qin Li. Qian Shanmu's defeat was a big blow to the Eastern Qin Academy.

If Ye Futian were to leave with victory in this way, no matter who they challenged, they would not be able to recover their losses in this battle.

"Since you still insist that you don't understand rhythm, what are you good at?" Qin asked, leaving his mouth.

He defeated Qian Shanmu in the rhythm, but claimed that he didn't understand the rhythm, which is naturally hypocritical.

If this is the case, then he has to ask, what is Ye Futian good at?

"What do you want to do?" Ye Futian asked with a smile looking at Qin Li.

"Martial arts, are you good at it?" Qin Li asked.

"Not bad." Ye Futian responded.

"Qin Mang."

Qin Li yelled, and suddenly a figure walked forward. This person is not as burly as the rest of his life, but standing there gives people a sense of power. His eyes are piercing, staring at Ye Futian. His gaze was like a terrifying monster, full of wild aura.

Qin Mang stepped onto the martial arts platform. He is a descendant of the royal blood of the Qin Dynasty. He has five dragon veins in his body and his martial arts talent is amazing.

His cultivation base, the peak level of Faxiang.

"Qin Mang, Dharma Realm Cultivation, majoring in martial arts, challenge you with martial arts, challenge you?" Qin Li looked at Ye Futian.

Everyone's eyes flashed, and they naturally understood some of the talented descendants of the Qin Dynasty and many big influences. This Qin Mang, the descendant of the Qin Dynasty bloodline, has five dragon veins in his body, and his martial arts talent is superb.

Furthermore, he is in the realm of Dharma phase. In this way, the thatched disciple Ye Futian, he has no reason to use the magic weapon, right?

Although Ye Futian's realm must be lower than Qin Mang's, he is a disciple of thatched cottage, and he is highly anticipated. Isn't it normal that his realm is low in battle?

Qin Li used this to prove something by defeating Ye Futian with Qin Mang.

"Are you sure you want to challenge with martial arts?" Ye Futian glanced at Qin Li.

Qin Li looked at the frivolous meaning in Ye Futian's eyes, his brows flashed, and said: "Natural."

Ye Futian smiled and glanced at Qin Li, then he walked back to the cottage, handed the Guqin package to Yu Sheng, then turned around and walked towards the martial arts platform.

Countless eyes moved with Ye Futian's figure, and being able to defeat Qian Shanmu with the rhythm means that Ye Futian is a spiritual mage, but Qin Li has just challenged martial arts.

What kind of accomplishments does Ye Futian, who has never proved himself in his mouth, in martial arts?

Stepping onto the battle platform, Ye Futian looked at Qin Mang and said, "Are you ready?"

His voice is casual and frivolous. Qin Mang stared at him and said coldly: "Okay."

The voice fell, and a wild breath was released crazily on his body, and a dragon shadow appeared faintly, and there was not only one dragon shadow, but five.

In an instant, the aura on Qin Mang's body was terrifying to the extreme, and the emperor dragon revolved decisively, and the five dragons surrounded him, faintly heard the sound of dragons.

He is in the peak state of the law~IndoMTL.com~ has five dragon veins, and his combat power is absolutely amazing.

At this moment, a stick appeared in Ye Futian's hand, which was born with a gathering of spiritual energy. He casually held it in his hand, an aura that instantly bloomed from his body, and it became stronger and stronger.

"Boom." The battle platform trembled, Qin Mang stepped on his feet, the real dragon guarded the body, the dragons roared, and the five dragons hovered. At this moment, Qin Mang flew up in the sky. The shape of the dragon is like a totem.

Ye Futian's body moved, and he ran forward, flying in the air at any time, his body was flying and circling in the void, his momentum became stronger and stronger, and he approached Qin Mang directly.

Since the battle of martial arts, it is naturally a head-on resistance.

"Roar..." There seemed to be a dragon roar, and the void trembled. Qin Mang took the five true dragons and furiously killed him. The flying Ye Futian seemed extremely small and vulnerable.

But Ye Futian's momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, the Dragon Shadow descended and blasted towards Ye Futian, only to see his spinning body stopped, and the long stick in his hand slashed towards the real dragon.

Nine strikes in the sky, breaking the world.

At this moment, a huge shadow of a stick appeared between the sky and the earth, and everyone saw Ye Futian rush into the shadow of the dragon, followed by a loud noise.

They saw that Long Ying was split in the middle, and Ye Futian's long stick directly hit Qin Mang's body.

The next moment, Qin Mang's body flew directly in the direction where the crowd of East Qin Academy was, and accompanied by a loud bang, it fell to the ground, right in front of Qin Li.

Very vulnerable.

Ye Futian's figure floated down, and the long stick had disappeared from his hands. He glanced at Qin Li and smiled and said: "Qin Dynasty genius, just this strength?"

PS: Thanks Ling Yu for the promotion!