Ye Futian's voice and the sound of the piano fell at the same time, and everyone's hearts trembled.
Zhou Mu, who was painting, raised his head, and then he saw the violent storm that was coming. His life and soul roared, and there was a faint horrible spiritual force that was fiercely forward, but it was useless. The spiritual storm came and everything was destroyed.
His paintings were directly swallowed, and the spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth became violent and uneasy. Then, Zhou Mu was overwhelmed by the Qin Yin storm, revealing an expression of extreme pain, like a lonely soldier on the battlefield, and thousands of troops and horses killed him. .
"Puff..." A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhou Mu's body was knocked out and fell to the ground fiercely.
All this happened so quickly that he was caught off guard. When Ye Futian said arrogant words, he stood up directly, as if the battle had ended early, so confident.
Everyone was relieved, staring blankly at the handsome figure in front of him, the wind was blowing, the white clothes fluttering, the elegant young man who quietly played the piano before, at this moment, his sharp edge was revealed.
The battle of the disciples of Qin Mo painting saints, the victory and defeat points.
In the past, he painted the sacred piano demon, and now his disciples are being crushed strongly, which is not a battle as evenly matched as everyone imagined.
Moreover, Ye Futian's realm was lower than Zhou Mu, and he was defeated across the border.
Also, what did Ye Futian mean by that sentence
There were many rumors in the Donghai Academy before. Ye Futian, the disciple of the Qin Demon, rushed to the Luo Palace to be arrogant and domineering, but was defeated by the disciple of the painting sage Zhou Mu, and left in embarrassment. This matter was once aroused, and I was afraid that Ye Futian would explain it before. , But at this moment the facts are in front of them, and everyone has to doubt the authenticity of the rumors, just like the rumors made by Hua Jieyu a few months ago.
Zhou Mu's face was pale, and he eased for a moment before he stood up and stared at Ye Futian with cold eyes: "A defeat is nothing more than a decision, so he denied the meaning of previous battles?"
Everyone's eyes flashed, Zhou Mu, this is not willing to admit defeat.
"It's ridiculous." Ye Futian showed a satirical look: "Under the rumors, you actually think that you have defeated me in the Luo Palace? You know, the Luo Palace was good at mental attacks when I was about to kill you last time. Senior characters secretly attacked me, so you didn't lose face on the spot."
There was an uproar when Ye Futian's words fell. In Luo Wang's mansion, in the battle between Ye Futian and Zhou Mu, there was an elder attack unexpectedly? This is too despicable.
It is said that the characters present at that time were Painted Saint, Lord Luo, and Vice Palace Master of Ziwei Palace. If such a thing happened, wouldn't it be that these three people were the most suspicious
That said, Ye Futian had to go if he didn't.
"You are spitting blood." Zhou Mu's expression became even worse when he heard Ye Futian's words, he didn't believe it would be so.
"You are presumptuous." At this time, there was a cold shout, and I saw a figure of an old man on Ziwei Palace stepping forward. It was Han Mo, the deputy palace lord of Ziwei Palace who was present that day.
"Ye Futian, today you will win if you win, and you uttered wild words to slander the senior characters, and you have no respect." Han Mo said coldly.
Ye Futian raised his head to look at Han Mo, this old guy, finally put away his hypocritical features.
"Naturally, I know that the person who took the hand will not be the senior. However, if the senior does not make the move, it does not mean that other people will not. How can you say that the junior slander?" Ye Futian said with a smile, and the faces of the people around changed, this Ye Futian It means something.
Han Mo heard his words and looked at him like a sharp sword, but saw Ye Futian raise his head and look at him calmly. Now he is very upset with Ziwei Palace. The feeling that Ziwei Palace gives him is hypocritical, overbearing, and indifferent. .
From acquiescing Mu Yunxuan to harm the fairy with rumors and rumors, to not allowing him to set foot in the Ziwei Palace; from standing on the side of the painting sage and wanting to promote the marriage of interests, leading to the tragedy of his teacher, to now the ambitions are swollen and want to dominate the Donghai Academy , The rest of his life was injured as a result;
Although he didn't say anything, he had already accumulated an anger in his heart, which broke out today. Therefore, there will be a scene at this moment. He stands in front of the Ziwei Palace, challenging Zhou Mu, a general order, like a catharsis. anger.
"Luo Wangye and Huasheng are both highly respected seniors, and everyone present at that time was also a person of identity. Maybe they would sneak attack on your arrogant junior?" Han Mo said coldly.
"There were a lot of people present at the time, I don't know who it was specifically." Ye Futian said lightly, "However, Tianfu Palace is one of the nine palaces of Donghai Academy. Two people from the Eight-Star Glory Realm joined forces to deal with me in Wuqu Palace 1. Things can happen to a five-star Glory Realm disciple, why is it strange to sneak attack
"This guy..." The people stared at Ye Futian, this is, they are picking things up, and the Tianfu Palace is also involved.
"You Wuqu Palace disciple arrogantly blocked the door to provoke. The Tianfu Palace disciple naturally took action. What's weird." Han Mo continued to coldly said: "It's you, slandering seniors today. If you don't say anything, I'm afraid I can't explain it."
"My Wuqu Palace disciple, when will I explain to you?" At this time, a cold voice came. Among the crowd, I saw that Yixiang did not know when to appear. He looked up at Han Mo indifferently, and spoke lightly. "Han Mo, your deputy palace lord of the Ziwei Palace, are you bullying a disciple of my Wuqu Palace here? What a mighty prestige."
Seeing Han Mo and Yi appear one after another, and tit-for-tat, everyone's heart trembled, and things seemed to be a big deal.
"Palace Lord Yi, haven't you heard your Wu Qu palace disciples slander the elders here?" Han Mo was not afraid of Yi Xiang and responded coldly.
"Are you slandering?" Yixiang asked Ye Futian, looking at him.
Ye Futian smiled and said, "Whether it is slander is very simple. I fought with Zhou Mu that day, and I was repelled by the summoned beast drawn by Zhou Mu at the last blow. I suffered a little, so I can try again today."
After all, his gaze fell on Zhou Mu, and he said lightly: "Although my realm has improved a lot in the past few months, I will give you enough time to draw the strongest summoned beast today. I will not release the soul of life and attack with pure martial arts. , If I can't defeat you, count me as slander."
"Really, crazy." Everyone looked at Ye Futian, and let Zhou Mu draw the strongest summoner to release the strongest attack. He attacked with pure martial arts and had to defeat Zhou Mu with one blow. This is simply... madness. If Zhou Mu was defeated, I was afraid that he would have no face to mix in the Donghai Academy in the future.
After all, various voices said that Zhou Mu defeated Ye Futian, Zhou Mu himself did not deny it, as if he had tacitly agreed with this statement.
"What's your opinion?" Yixiang raised his head and looked at Han Mo.
Han Mo's face was sullen, Ye Futian was so mad, what else could he say, looking at Zhou Mu.
I saw Zhou Mu's face gloomy and terrible, what a humiliation Ye Futian's words were to him.
"Okay." Zhou Mu stepped forward and walked to the opposite of Ye Futian, his life was released, and he squatted on the ground to paint.
Yi Qingxuan stepped forward and took down the piano in front of Ye Futian, so Ye Futian was facing Zhou Mu, who was painting, with an extremely calm expression.
Looking at Ye Futian's calm expression, it is hard for everyone to imagine why he has such confidence to defeat Zhou Mu with pure martial art, and let Zhou Mu paint.
The spiritual energy madly gathered in Zhou Mu's writings. At this moment, he was extremely serious, and all his energy seemed to be concentrated on painting.
Gradually, everyone saw a lifelike golden dragon appear on the ground, as if it might jump into the air at any time.
This golden dragon contains terrifying aura, the scales of the dragon are drawn, lifelike, and I don't know how strong the defense will be. Many people have sweated for Ye Futian, relying only on martial arts
Zhou Mu ignored the thoughts of everyone. He was fully absorbed and perfected every detail. As a painting master, his talent was undoubtedly undoubted. It was only because he met Ye Futian that he seemed a little embarrassed.
Finally, when Zhou Mu's last stroke came down, the extremely large golden dragon surrounded his body, and Zhou Mu's life soul shrouded the golden dragon, making the dragon's eyes extremely strange. Staring at Ye Futian on the opposite side.
"So strong." When everyone looked from a distance, they seemed to be able to feel the terrible golden dragon.
Ye Futian’s expression was as calm as ever. He stretched out his hand, and the golden aura gathered in his palm frantically. The aura was condensed and turned into a huge golden stick. He did not use the aura to release spells, but was a condensed soldier. Budo category.
When Ye Futian's palm was held, a monstrous battle intent erupted fiercely from him. The intent to fight was astonishing. An invisible general trend converged towards his body, constantly rising and becoming stronger, and the fighting intent seemed to be in harmony with the heavens and the earth. Rong, everyone only feels that Ye Futian at this moment seems to be the incarnation of a young God of War, and he is indestructible.
Zhou Mu's body moved, and he stepped forward, the golden dragon seemed to be attached to him, and walked along with him.
With a terrifying roar, Zhou Mu roared in anger, and the sacred golden dragon ran away, attacking Ye Futian with incomparable power.
"Boom." Ye Futian moved, his feet stomped, the ground trembled, and a terrifying momentum seemed to gather on him.
"Go die." Zhou Mu came and roared, and the golden dragon culled, and the golden stick in Ye Futian's hand danced, and the spirit and spirit merged with heaven and earth and smashed into the golden dragon.
Tian Xing Nine Strikes first strike, break the world.
The golden stick fell on the head of the golden dragon, turning it into the sharpest weapon in the world, directly splitting the dragon's body from the middle, all the way forward.
Everyone's hearts trembled violently, and the young God of War moved forward, splitting everything that stood in front of him, even if it was a real dragon.
"Boom." The dragon's body burst and the golden stick disappeared. However, Ye Futian's hand was clasped around Zhou Mu's neck and lifted him in the air.
At this moment, Zhou Mu's face was as gray as death.
Ye Futian raised his head slightly, looked at Zhou Mu, and said lightly: "Last time, how did you beat me?"
Zhou Mu did not respond and was unable to respond.
Ye Futian looked at Han Mo again, and said calmly: "The so-called genius of Ziwei Palace, but so, after today, there will be no disputes between the sage heirs of the piano and demon painting. He Zhou Mu is not worthy."
When the voice fell, Ye Futian threw out his arm and threw Zhou Mu towards the Ziwei Palace!
ps: Happy holidays, everyone. I really envy everyone when they have time to rest for the holidays. Wuhen was scolded today, and I know the codewords. Hey, it’s so hurt. It’s open all year round. Fortunately, there are many brothers. I can learn from your enthusiasm. Feel happy in it!