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Chapter 157: Shocked

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Ye Futian's voice fell, and the eyes around the stone wall fell on him.

A person of the nine-star glory realm said to a strong man in the sixth-order magic phase, do you want to die!

However, Ye Futian's eyes were sharp, and the aura pervading his body really gave people a faint oppressive force, as if it was not just a threatening word, but where did he get his confidence

At least, how is he qualified to say this

Yan Lu raised his brows, and the sword intent on his body remained the same. His eyes swept behind Lin Yueyao, and several guards took a step forward. Probably this was where Ye Futian was confident.

"Try it." Yan Lu stared at Ye Futian and let out a cold voice.

As his voice fell, the surrounding space seemed to freeze, and the people on the stone wall quietly watched the fighting here.

A touch of coldness bloomed on Ye Futian's face.

"Enough." But at this moment, Ruoyu stepped forward, blocked Ye Futian, and said: "Senior Brother Yan, you are too much."

"Come back." Ruoqiu scolded when he saw Ruoyu ran out.

"You shut up." Ruoyu stared at Ruoqiu and said, "The whole thing is because of you. When we first met Ye Futian, he invited us to eat. If you are not grateful, why do you say such awkward things when you return to the inn? , What are you trying to do with you? Don't you want to know how my swordsmanship is understood, taught by Ye Futian."

Everyone's eyes are frozen there. If Yu comprehends the sword technique of Shek Pik, is it what Ye Futian taught? how can that be.

"What are you kidding?" Ruo Qiu said with a cold face.

"Do you think I'm joking?" Ruoyu said coldly, Ruoqiu and the others had weird eyes, and Ye Futian, teach Ruoyu the stone wall swordsmanship

"What you said is true?" Yun Qianmo stepped forward, stood in the void, and said beautiful eyes looking down.

"It's true, otherwise how can I understand the swordsmanship of Shek Pik." Ruo Yu looked at Yun Qianmo and said: "Senior Sister Yun, this matter is all my sister's fault. Ye Futian has never been at fault with us, Sister Yun. Let Brother Yan and the others stop."

Yunqianmo looked at Ye Futian with beautiful eyes, and saw Ye Futian standing there calmly, seeming to feel her gaze, and looked up at her.

"Is it the sound of the piano?" Looking at Ye Futian, Yun Qianmo faintly guessed that the sound of the previous piano was somewhat unusual.

"You want to learn?" Ye Futian smiled and looked at Yunqianmo.

Yunqianmo stared at each other and said, "If you are willing, you are Yujianzong's friend. In Thousand League City, Yujianzong will guard your safety."

If you become a friend, you will forget about today's affairs, and there is no need to say more about this.

Ye Futian looked up at Yunqianmo's face. It was very beautiful and slightly aloof. As a disciple of Yujianzong's head, she was naturally qualified to say this.

"I want to learn, okay." Ye Futian smiled, and then he lifted his steps and walked towards the Qin Yin stone wall near the sea. Ye Wuchen, Lin Yueyao and others followed in his footsteps.

The stone wall of the Qin is at the highest position. Ye Futian sits cross-legged, the soul of the piano is released, and the strings of the piano are plucked by his ten fingers, the piano sounds suddenly and the artistic conception is born.

Subsequently, on the rock wall of Qin Yin, there seemed to be a wonderful artistic conception force, which seemed to resonate with Ye Futian's Qin Yin.

On the Cangshan mountain, a figure in white clothes plays the piano, the sword is born, the bird appears, and the stormy waves hit the shore. When this artistic conception descends, the surrounding stone walls seem to resonate with the sound of the piano.

I saw the sword intent on the stone wall of the sword, along with the sound of the piano, heading towards Yan Lu, instantly digging into Yan Lu's eardrums.

At this moment, Yan Lu only felt that he was in that wonderful artistic conception. He saw the sword, the sword in the stone wall artistic conception.

Sword of thousands of rain, cut everything.

"No..." Suddenly, everyone only heard Yan Lu roar, everyone's heart trembled, and their eyes looked towards Yan Lu.

At the next moment, a shocking scene appeared. Everyone only felt Yan Lu's body whirling, his sword aura spreading crazily from his body.

However, at this moment, there seemed to be endless silk rain and sword intent around his body, and the sound of puffing tears continued to be heard. The clothes on his body continued to shatter, and blood stains appeared on his body. Even his neck was all over. A blood stain appeared.

With a scream, Yan Lu fell to the ground, and blood was dripping from his sword holding wrist.

His body was trembling constantly, and his eyes were full of fear. The artistic conception that appeared in his mind, the endless silk rain and sword intent, would drown his whole person, and the sword intent turned into a real sword. Unstoppable.

The people showed their horror and looked towards the stone wall of the sword. At this moment, they were shocked to find that the poems on the stone wall were filled with terrible kendo will, directly blooming, as if it blended with the sound of the piano, and it was faintly bright. Jianguang.

Ye Futian, he used the sound of the piano to induce Shibi's will and attacked Yan Lu.

"Do you want to try?" Qin Yin stopped, Ye Futian looked down Yan Lu below, and everyone trembled. Thinking of Yan Lu's sentence before you try it, now Ye Futian really tried it.

Ruoqiu, Ruoyu, Wang Jue and others all trembled, looking at Yan Lu's miserable situation, and then at Ye Futian.

The big boy who was always smiling and polite and seemed to talk very well, his temperament changed dramatically when he played the piano. His handsome face showed a sense of sternness, peerless elegance. Behind him, Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen and Lin Yueyao Stand there quietly.

At this moment, everyone understood why Lin Yueyao would say such words to Ye Futian and would like to follow him to experience it. Probably they knew how outstanding Ye Futian was.

He taught the artistic conception with the sound of the piano, and even let Ruoyu learn the sword technique that Yunqianmo could not comprehend.

He comprehended that side of the stone wall that no one had understood, communicated with it, and even resonated with the surrounding stone walls.

He alone realized all the remains of Cangshan, what a terrible talent this is. For many years, in the land of the Thousand Leagues, I don’t know how many people have poured into the desolate ancient world and have seen the ruins of Cangshan, but no one has done what he did today. Although it was only one of the relics of the desolate ancient world, it showed how enchanting the handsome figure was.

Yan Lu's face was pale, and he only felt cold for a while. He gritted his teeth and did not speak when he saw the gazes from the people around him.

"Do you think I'm joking with you again? Give you another chance, do you want to die?" Ye Futian said coldly, before he said, do you want to die, Yan Lu responded, and you try.

Now, does he have the courage to respond to you and try

I saw Ye Futian put his hands on the strings again, as if they might be plucked at any time, Yan Lu paled and bowed his head and said, "I don't want to."

Ye Futian glanced at him sarcastically, and then moved his eyes away, as if he was dismissive of him at all. The stern surface was blue and embarrassing to the extreme, and behind him, Ruo Qiu and others watched this scene silently. .

Yunqianmo, Liu Yuan, and everyone around the Cangshan Ruins, their eyes fell on Ye Futian at this time.

"You have understood the four stone walls, so you have realized the artistic conception of this golden-winged roc bird rock wall?" A voice came out, the speaker was Liu Yuan, and the stone wall he had understood had If the will of the strong wind can be enlightened, it will be of great benefit to him, not just to increase his luck.

"What do you mean." Ye Futian said with a smile.

"With the help of Shibi will, how much strength can you exert?" Liu Yuan asked, staring at Ye Futian.

"Do you want to try?" Ye Futian looked at Liu Yuan and said.

"How about making friends?" Liu Yuan said with a smile suddenly.

"Make friends?" Ye Futian smiled sarcastically. If he wants him to teach Shibi's will, he has to make friends? Is it the enemy otherwise

Bowing his head, Ye Futian played the piano with ten fingers, and played the piano again. With the sound of the piano, the will on the stone wall came again, and on the stone walls on all sides, this moment burst into light at the same time.

A wave of artistic conceptions descended with the sound of the piano. Then, these artistic conceptions penetrated into the eardrums of Ye Wuchen, Lin Yueyao and others. Even the guards behind Lin Yueyao felt this artistic conception. Their hearts trembled, and their eyes looked towards. On that side of the stone walls, no one else began to comprehend.

Seeing this scene, everyone frowned, is he teaching the mood with the sound of the piano? And, in front of everyone.

Many people are both envious and jealous. If they can comprehend the remains of Cangshan, they will be able to get a lot of luck. Moreover, this will is suitable for cultivation and can increase their combat power, which is also good for them in the future.

Especially there are many people here who are very suitable for practicing the will of the stone wall. For example, the people of the Imperial Sword Sect are very suitable for the stone wall of the sword.

But the irony is that Yu Jianzong had a chance to be friends with Ye Futian, but he chose to be an enemy.

Since Ye Futian was able to teach Ruoyu sword technique, he obviously didn't care so much at all, as long as he was a friend, he could teach it.

Moreover, the desolate ancient world is not only the site of the remains of Cangshan, with Ye Futian's outstanding talent, he probably does not need to rely on plundering luck, just relying on comprehension, can comprehend the prince's luck.

"Now you are happy?" Ruo Yu looked at her sister Ruo Qiu coldly: "Ye Futian, what are you trying to do with you?"

If Qiu's face is embarrassed, they think Yan Lu, who is extremely talented, is vulnerable and humiliated in front of Ye Futian. A beauty like Lin Yueyao is willing to follow, Ye Futian, what is it to plot her? She has something worthy of Ye Futian's conspiracy.

At this moment, I remembered that their so-called scheming is nothing more than a villain's heart.

She had the opportunity to obtain the remains of Cangshan, all comprehend it, and even had the opportunity to follow Ye Futian's practice.

She looked around the ruins, many figures wanted to learn, but no one dared to act rashly. A person in the realm of glory played the piano alone, but everyone was shocked.

"What do you want?" Yun Qianmo suddenly said.

Fuqin's Ye Futian looked up, looked at Yunqianmo with a smile, and said: "Before you gave me a choice, then I will also give you a choice. I am not familiar with the deserted ancient world and lack a maid, so I can consider you."

Ye Futian's voice fell, and the beautiful eyes of Yunqianmo, Ruoqiu and others were frozen, and the others looked at Ye Futian speechlessly.

Let the disciple of Yujianzong's head, Yunqianmo, the arrogant girl of heaven, be his maid

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