The sound of the piano sounded, and Ye Futian sat cross-legged and played the piano. When his slender fingers trembled on the strings, it seemed that he was the only one left in the world.
Qin and Yi merged, and in just a moment, Ye Futian entered the state.
Gu Ming looked indifferent and stepped forward. His body was instantly covered with purple thunder, which was extremely violent. The whole world seemed to be filled with an extremely powerful power, and in an instant it had the power to cover the sky and the sun. .
In this terrifying thunder storm, a terrifying thunder sword appeared, slowly emerging from the storm, which was extremely terrifying.
People around him stared at Gu Ming. Although the opponent was only at the fifth-level Dharma Realm, Gu Ming was quite famous in the Donghua Sect and was an extremely powerful practitioner, especially in terms of combat effectiveness. Otherwise, the Donghua Sect would Nor would he be singled out to suppress Ye Futian.
After all, even if Ye Futian has not shown any combat power, with the strength he has shown in the ancient world, he will never be weak.
The Donghua Sect has the potential to be the first sect in the Eastern Barren Realm. You can imagine how powerful its spells are. The vast divine power envelopes the garden. Ye Futian, who is sitting cross-legged, looks particularly small. Behind Gu Ming, there is a Dharma Appearance. , it was a terrifying thunderstorm, swallowing sharp swords.
Accompanied by an extremely violent roar, the power of thunder seemed to overwhelm the sound of the piano, the magic bloomed, and the Purple Thunder Sword fell from the sky, shooting directly at Ye Futian's body.
When this terrifying magic attack came, the five fingers of Ye Futian's right hand slid over the strings with great smoothness. As soon as he flicked his fingers, there was a thunderous explosion, and the terrible storm of piano sound directly hit the incoming spell, no matter it was the power of thunder It was the sword light that shattered and exploded at the same time, turning into spiritual energy and floating between the heaven and the earth.
Everyone's eyes flashed. Ye Futian's piano sound seemed to be suppressed by pressure, but his attack was like thunder in the sky, directly crushing Gu Ming's magic attack, which was very domineering.
After he struck, he played slowly again, the sound of the piano was melodious, and the sound storm filled the world, spreading bit by bit towards the surrounding heaven and earth.
Gu Ming's brows flashed, and then the Purple Thunder Divine Sword between heaven and earth erupted again, this time becoming more violent. The terrifying killing power that covered the sky and the sun annihilated the void and pressed towards the seemingly small figure.
Ye Futian did not raise his head, the strings of the piano trembled and the notes jumped. The moment the opponent's attack came, another terrifying piano sound bloomed. The invisible music seemed to be integrated into the will of the prince, directly splitting the sword and sweeping away the thunder.
Everyone discovered that Ye Futian's temperament gradually changed. As the sound of the piano came out, he seemed to be transformed into a prince. He seemed insignificant before, but now he is like an unshakable prince, as stable as Mount Tai, and no one can shake him. At the same time, , the storm of piano music became stronger and stronger, gradually covering Gu Ming's body.
"Such 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. Her figure was graceful and beautiful. At this time, her beautiful eyes were staring at Ye Futian's figure. The sound of the other party's piano was so pure, as if no one could disrupt his rhythm while playing. Harmony and sound, not even Gu Ming's violent attacks would work.
The moment he played the piano, he seemed to be one with the sound.
Gu Ming also seemed to feel the terrible spiritual storm permeating the world, and the sound of the piano was contained in it, as if it might burst out with amazing power at any time.
Master Qinyin is a spiritual mage with extremely strong mental attacks. He naturally knows that the longer he delays, the more disadvantageous it will be to him.
A powerful princely will bloomed from his body, and his body seemed to become more majestic and arrogant.
Donghua Sect asked him to take action. How could Gu Ming not seize the luck of being a prince? Ye Futian is the possessor of the luck of being a prince. Those who do not have the luck of being a prince will still be crushed by force even if their realm is higher than him.
At this moment, Gu Ming's momentum was even more terrifying. In the storm of law, the purple divine sword bloomed out, like a prince's thunder sword. The moment it bloomed, it flashed like thunder, directly killing Ye Futian from the air, and it was almost there. Incredible.
As if Ye Futian didn't see it, the strings of the piano plucked, and when the storm of music flowed, the thunder sword that was killing him was instantly annihilated.
Gu Ming's expression changed again, and he breathed out a stronger thunder sword. However, the moment the sword appeared, a terrifying storm of piano music came and shattered it directly.
Then an extremely strange scene occurred. Gu Ming's spell was destroyed as soon as it was condensed.
What's even more frightening is that the sound of the piano is getting more and more passionate, rushing into Gu Ming's dharma image, destroying everything. Gu Ming only feels that the dharma image is about to collapse, and his life and soul are trembling.
The sound of the piano reached everyone's ears, and they felt that Ye Futian was not only a prince at this time, but also like an emperor, a young emperor. Sitting there, he could overlook all living beings.
A wonderful picture appeared in their eyes, as if they saw the young emperor high up, arrogantly looking up to the sky, overlooking them, making people feel surrendered.
The artistic conception that Gu Ming felt was the strongest. In addition to this terrifying artistic conception, there was also the piano sound magic attack that crushed all spiritual power. Whenever he gathered his spiritual power to resist, he was directly destroyed.
Everyone saw that the spiritual energy around Gu Ming's body was getting weaker and weaker, and his spells could no longer be condensed into shape. Even his physical appearance was suppressed and restrained.
A muffled sound came out, and unknowingly, everyone was shocked to find that Gu Ming, who was previously arrogant and powerful, had gradually lost his ability to resist and was being eaten away bit by bit.
Looking at Ye Futian again, the sound of the piano was still there. He was sitting cross-legged, extremely calm, without a trace of ripples, as if he was just playing a piece of music quietly, not even like he was fighting.
The sound of the piano remains the same, and the young man playing the piano is like an emperor. When he sings the music, the whole world surrenders.
Gu Ming, who was enveloped by Qin Yin's will, had sweat on his forehead and his whole body was soaked. He frantically resisted the pressure of the domineering spiritual will on him, unwilling to surrender, but his mental power was constantly being crushed and hit. I just feel like my will is about to collapse.
"Failed." Everyone's eyes flashed.
Obviously, Gu Ming failed, and failed miserably.
From the beginning to the end, Ye Futian never made a move, he was just playing.
But now, Gu Ming has lost his resistance. His body is shaking as if he is struggling. His legs are slightly bent, as if he may fall to his knees at any time.
Qin Wangsun said that Ye Futian had never shown combat effectiveness, but based on his performance in the ancient world, how could his combat effectiveness be poor.
Donghua Sect wanted to give it a try, so Gu Ming took action, but how much strength did Ye Futian have to test
No one knew that he only showed his accomplishments in the sound of the piano.
"Stop." Gu Ming let out a low growl. His legs were slightly bent, as if he was about to kneel down. The will was too strong and was about to crush him. He knew that Ye Futian would kill him even if he wanted to. can do it.
But it was obviously impossible for Ye Futian to kill a Donghua Sect disciple, so he wanted to humiliate him in this way.
How could he, Gu Ming, bear such humiliation.
"I don't understand the music, why do you want me to stop?"
Ye Futian didn't stop. He said lightly and continued to lower his head to play. He had no interest in fighting. The opponent was pressing forward step by step. In that case, he would accompany him. Now that he was defeated, he didn't even admit defeat and asked him to stop. Stop
Since you want to humiliate him, you must be prepared to be humiliated.
Everyone around him had interesting looks on his face. At this moment, Ye Futian claimed that he didn't understand music, but it seemed a little slapped in the face.
It was Qian Shanmu, the first person in the Donghua Sect's musical discipline, who openly claimed that Ye Futian didn't understand the musical rhythm. Now, you, a disciple of the Donghua Sect, are being humiliated by Ye Futian with his piano music. This is a bit ironic.
"You are so presumptuous." On the other side of the Donghua Sect, a figure saw that Gu Ming was about to be humiliated. He strode out. He had a strong aura and a sixth-level Dharma sign. He was Gu Ming's friend. If Gu Ming was forced to kneel down today, , How can I hold my head high in Donghua Sect in the future
His figure flashed, his momentum was terrifying, golden light bloomed, his whole body seemed to be made of gold, filled with unparalleled power, and he went straight towards Ye Futian.
Liu Feiyang frowned. Since it was a challenge, and Gu Ming didn't shout out to admit defeat, why did Ye Futian stop
Others from the Donghua Sect actually stepped in to take action, and the people from the Donghua Sect actually had no intention of stopping it.
Everyone around them showed a strange look. Donghua Sect was looking for something to do. Now he can't stop it
"Boom." A muffled sound was heard. Beside Liu Feiyang and Liu Chenyu, Yu Sheng strode out. The demon-like wings appeared behind him, and the dark golden light on his body shone, converging into a golden battle ax and descending directly on Ye. In front of Futian, he headed towards the rushing Donghua Sect disciples.
At this moment, the burly body seemed to have transformed into a demon.
The strong man of Donghua Sect gave a cold shout and punched the air with his fists. He was better at martial arts and had amazing attack power. The terrifying golden fist light penetrated the void. One punch after another, the momentum increased crazily, smashing everything in front of him. attack.
Facing the incoming attack, Yu Sheng did not have any dodge. Incomparably wild power burst out from his body. His battle ax slashed directly forward, moving forward without any martial arts skills, just pure slashing. , that action fell into the eyes of everyone, just like chopping firewood, using the opponent's powerful boxing skills as firewood to chop.
With one strike of the ax, the fist light was split continuously, and the force was like breaking bamboo, unstoppable.
The expression of the strong man of Donghua Sect changed slightly, and the Dharma on his body bloomed, and suddenly the terrifying fist power erupted fiercely. Thousands of fist lights seemed to destroy everything, annihilate the void, and blast towards Yu Sheng's body.
Yu Sheng's demon-like wings shined with terrifying brilliance, spinning in the void. The battle ax in his hand continued to swing, so fast that it was unbelievable. Only the shadow of the ax was left in the sky, and the light of the fist continued to be chopped.
"Is he fighting or chopping wood?" Everyone looked at Yu Sheng's offensive skills with a strange expression.
The firewood was chopped clean, and Yu Sheng's battle ax struck at the Donghua Sect man.
With a pop, a burst of blood burst out, and the body of the Donghua Sect strongman exploded back. A blood mark appeared on his chest, and he was almost split open as firewood!
(End of chapter)