Chapter 276

Ye Futian was still playing the qin, the high-pitched qin gradually became muffled, and the emperor's meaning in him dissipated.

Finally, with a note beating, the music stopped.

Ye Futian slowly raised his head and looked at Qianshan Twilight. His white clothes were like snow and spotless, his eyes were like stars, and his handsome face seemed to be even brighter at the moment.

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

With the disappearance of the rhythm, the vast and endless void suddenly became extremely quiet, and countless eyes stared at the two figures on the battlefield.

Qianshan Mu looked at Gu Se with a broken string, as if he still didn't want to believe that he would lose.

Donghuazong also did not believe it and could not accept it.

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

Hua Qingqing's clear and beautiful eyes looked at the handsome figure in white. What she paid attention to was not Ye Futian's victory, but the music played by Ye Futian and the artistic conception in the music. Attacking, but only expressing a mood with rhythm, indomitable, growing up from a teenager, until the incarnation of the emperor, the sky and the earth.

The artistic conception contained in the sound of his piano continued to grow stronger, until it completely overwhelmed Qianshan Mu.

Perhaps his attainments in musical rhythm are not necessarily comparable to Qianshan Mu's, but the world he feels from the sound of the piano is wider than Qian Shan Mu's world.

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

Yu Sheng felt that this should be a matter of course. He was the only one who had blind trust in Ye Futian. He also gave Tang Ye a cold look, and said coldly: "It was still too bad to be at the top of Jingshan Mountain in the ancient world. Shameful enough?"

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

"How can you understand his world? You'd better shut up about his business in the future." Yu Sheng said coldly, his wild eyes were full of threats.

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

But 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.

"Qianshan Mu, actually lost."

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

Qianshan Mu, who is known as the first person in the younger generation of the Eastern Desolate Realm, lost the battle in the temperament. So, can he still be called the first person?

The arrogant figures in the major forces have their eyes on Ye Futian. Although Ye Futian's realm is slightly lower, his realm will rise sooner or later.

In the Thatched Cottage, another Gu Dongliu-like character will appear.

The two evildoers of the Donghua Sect, Lu Nantian was defeated by Gu Dongliu, and Qianshan Mu was defeated by Ye Futian.

Donghuazong was completely defeated in the head-to-head battle with Thatched Cottage.

Ye Futian put the guqin in the package, and he did not act in a hurry, nor did he satirize the defeat of Qianshanmu.

To defeat the opponent with rhythm is the best response in itself, and all words are pale and powerless.

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

What he played was the sacred music, the voice of a saint. This song was extremely difficult to play. It was even more difficult to express the mood, but he was able to do it, but he still failed.

Ye Futian looked up at Qianshan Mu and said, "I don't know what song it is if I play it at will."

After saying that, he turned around and lifted his footsteps, ready to leave.

Qian Shanmu's face froze, slightly embarrassed, Ye Futian said that it was played at will when he defeated the melody of the sacred music.

"Although you are victorious, why are you so hypocritical." Ye Futian's attainments in rhythm are very high, and he naturally admits it, but Ye Futian said that he played at will and deliberately humiliated him?

Ye Futian stopped, smiled, and said: "What is rhythm? Although rhythm can be used in battle, it is the rhythm given by spiritual attacks. The real rhythm lies in the rhythm itself, pure and in harmony with meaning, you say I don't understand rhythm, I don't really understand it, but do you really understand?"

After all, Ye Futian continued to lift his steps, Qian Shanmu's eyes froze.

Do you really understand?

At this moment, Qian Shanmu actually had a ray of doubt about herself.

He lowered his head, looked at the broken string, and pondered, his mood seemed to have suffered a great blow.

At this moment, a beautiful figure walked to his side. She saw Qian Shanmu's struggle and doubts about herself. This is her man, and she didn't want to see Qian Shanmu like this.

"He's deliberately attacking your state of mind." Qin Mengruo said to Qian Shanmu, "Your rhythm is not weaker than anyone else's, if you hadn't defended with a magical weapon, victory would have already belonged to you, and he would not be able to resist your rhythm attack. "

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

She is still so beautiful, her noble and beautiful eyes have strong belief and trust in him.

The two looked at each other, and Qianshan Mu's eyes gradually regained a ray of confidence.

As the proud son of the Donghua Sect, he has his own advantages. Whether it is his mood or will, he is beyond comparison with ordinary people.

Just because this battle hit him too hard, he lost to Ye Futian, who was in the realm of Dharma, in the rhythm he was best at. Moreover, he represented Donghuazong, and Ye Futian represented Thatched Cottage. Everyone thought he would When he crushed Ye Futian, he lost, and it was a little unbearable for a while.

"and many more."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came out, Ye Futian stopped again, turned his head, and looked at the East Qin Academy.

The person who spoke was Qin Li. Qian Shanmu's defeat in the battle was a huge blow to the Eastern Qin Academy.

If Ye Futian left with victory like this, no matter who they challenged, they would be unable to recover the loss of this battle.

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

He defeated Qianshan Mu in rhythm, but he claimed that he didn't understand rhythm, which was naturally hypocrisy.

In this case, he has to ask, what is Ye Futian good at?

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

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

"It's okay." Ye Futian responded.

"Qin Mang."

Qin Li shouted, and suddenly a figure stepped forward. This person is not as burly as Yu Sheng, but standing there, it gives people a feeling of great strength. His eyes are bright, and Ye Futian's eyes are like A terrifying monster, full of wild aura.

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

His cultivation is at the peak level of the law.

"Qin Mang, he is a master of the law, and he majors in martial arts. Will he challenge you with martial arts?" Qin Li looked at Ye Futian and asked.

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

Moreover, he is in the realm of the law, so, Ye Futian, a disciple of thatched cottage, has no reason to use magic tools, right?

Although Ye Futian's realm must be lower than Qin Mang's, but he is a Caotang disciple, attracting attention, and his realm is low in battle, isn't it normal?

Qin Li took advantage of this and wanted 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 frivolity in Ye Futian's eyes, frowned, and said, "Naturally."

Ye Futian glanced at Qin Li with a smile, then he walked back to the thatched cottage, handed the guqin package to Yu Sheng, then turned around and walked towards the martial arts battle platform.

Countless eyes moved with Ye Futian's figure, and being able to defeat Qianshanmu with rhythm meant that Ye Futian was a spiritual master of destiny, but Qin Li challenged martial arts.

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

Stepping on the battlefield, Ye Futian looked at Qin Mang and said, "Are you ready?"

His voice was casual and frivolous, Qin Mang stared at him and said coldly, "Okay."

When the voice fell, a wild aura was released wildly from his body, and a faint dragon shadow appeared, 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, the Dilong Jue was running, five dragons surrounded him, and there was a faint sound of dragon roars.

At the peak of the Dharma phase, he opened five dragon veins, and his combat power was absolutely amazing.

At this time, a stick appeared in Ye Futian's hand, which was born from the gathering of spiritual energy. He held it in his hand at will, and a momentum bloomed from his body in an instant, and it became stronger and stronger.

"Boom." The battle platform trembled, Qin Mang stepped on his feet, the real dragon protected his body, the dragon roared, and the five dragons circled. At this moment, Qin Mang flew into the sky and was invincible. Behind him, there seemed to be a statue of a dragon. , like a totem.

Ye Futian's body moved, ran out towards the front, and flew into the sky at any time, his body was flying and hovering in the void, his momentum became stronger and stronger, and he approached Qin Mang directly.

Since it is a battle of martial arts, it is naturally a positive resistance.

"Roar..." There seemed to be a sound of dragon whistling, the void trembled, Qin Mang slaughtered down with five real dragons, and the flying Ye Futian seemed to be extremely small and vulnerable.

But the momentum on Ye Futian's body is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, the dragon shadow came and rushed towards Ye Futian, but saw his whirling body stop, and the long stick in his hand slashed towards the real dragon.

Nine strikes in the sky, opening up the world.

At this moment, a huge stick shadow appeared between heaven and earth, and everyone saw Ye Futian rushing into the dragon shadow, followed by a loud bang.

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

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

Vulnerable.

Ye Futian's figure floated down, and the long stick had disappeared from his hand. He glanced at Qin Li and said with a smile: "The genius of the Qin Dynasty, is this strength?"

PS: Thank you Ling Yu Shengmeng!