Ye Futian was still playing the piano, the high-pitched piano tone gradually became low, and the imperial intent on his body dissipated.

Finally, with a note beating, the music stopped.

Ye Futian slowly raised his head, looking at the twilight of the thousand mountains, his white clothes were like snow, the dust was clean, his eyes were like stars, and his handsome face seemed to be even more brilliant at this moment.

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

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

Qianshan looked at Guser with a broken string in the twilight, as if he still didn't want to believe that he would be defeated at this moment.

Donghuazong also didn't believe it and couldn't accept it.

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

Hua Qingqing's clear beautiful eyes looked at the handsome white-clothed figure, what she paid attention to was not Ye Futian's victory, but the qin music played by Ye Futian, as well as the artistic conception in the qin music, he did not use the sound of the qin to induce a spell attack from beginning to end, but only expressed an artistic conception with the rhythm of the music, indomitable, growing up from a teenager until he became an emperor, Lingyun Tiandi.

The artistic conception contained in his piano sound continued to grow stronger, until it completely crushed the twilight of a thousand mountains.

Perhaps his attainments in music may not be as good as that of Thousand Mountains and Twilight, but the world he feels from his piano is more vast than the world of Thousand Mountains and Twilight.

Even the people of the academy were shocked by the outcome of this battle, especially Tang Ye and Su Muge, who had made sarcastic remarks about Ye Futian before, and when they saw the eyes of the disciples of the academy around them, they only felt that their faces were hot.

Yu Sheng felt that this should have been taken for granted, but he was the only one who had blind trust in Ye Futian, he also glanced at Tang Ye coldly, and said coldly: "In the past, it was not enough to be ashamed at the top of the Mirror Mountain in the Ancient Realm?"

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

"His world, how can you understand, in the future, you better shut up about his affairs. Yu Sheng said coldly, and there was a threat in his wild eyes.

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

But Yu Sheng didn't care about his thoughts at all, and after saying that, he turned his gaze and didn't pay attention to Tang Ye's existence anymore.

In the vast space, a low voice gradually came out.

"Thousand mountains and twilight, unexpectedly defeated. ”

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

Qianshan Twilight, who is known as the first person in the young generation of music in the Eastern Wasteland, was defeated in music, so can he still 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, but the realm would be improved sooner or later.

In the cottage, there will be another figure like Gu Dongliu.

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

Donghuazong, in the head-to-head confrontation with the grass hall, was defeated.

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

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

"What kind of song are you playing?" asked Qianshan Twilight when he raised his head at this time, looked at Ye Futian.

What he played was the sacred music, the voice of the saint, which was extremely difficult to play, and it was even more difficult to express the artistic conception, but he was able to do it, and however, he still failed.

Ye Futian looked up at Qianshan Twilight and said, "Play it at will, I don't know what kind of song it is." ”

With that, he turned and raised his footsteps, ready to leave.

Qianshan Dusk's face stiffened, slightly embarrassed, defeating the sound of the Holy Music Song, but Ye Futian said that it was played casually.

"You win, but why be so hypocritical. Ye Futian's attainments in music and rhythm are very high, he naturally admits it, but Ye Futian said that he played it casually and deliberately humiliated him?

Ye Futian stopped, smiled, and said: "What is the rhythm of music, although the rhythm can be borrowed for battle, but it is given by the spiritual attack, the real rhythm is the rhythm itself, pure, and the same meaning, you say I don't understand the rhythm, I really don't understand it, but do you really understand?"

After saying that, Ye Futian continued to raise his steps, and Qianshan Dusk's eyes froze.

Do you really understand?

At this moment, Qianshan Twilight actually had a trace of doubt about himself.

He looked down at the broken string, pondering, as if he had been hit hard.

At this time, a beautiful figure walked up to him, she saw Chiyama Twilight's struggle, questioning herself, this is her man, she doesn't want to see Chiyama Twilight like this.

"He's deliberately striking you down. Qin Mengruo said to Qianshan Dusk: "Your rhythm is not weaker than anyone else's, if it weren't for the defense with magic weapons, the victory would have already belonged to you, and he wouldn't be able to resist your rhythm attack at all." ”

Qianshan Twilight looked up at his wife, Qin Mengruo.

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

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

As the proud son of Donghua Zongtian, he has his own extraordinary, whether it is his mood or will, it is not comparable to ordinary people.

It's just that this battle hit him too hard, and he lost to Ye Futian of the Law Realm in the music rhythm that he is best at, and moreover, he represents Donghua Sect, and Ye Futian represents Caotang, when everyone thought that he would crush Ye Futian, he was defeated, and it was a little unbearable for a while.

"Wait. ”

At this moment, a voice suddenly came out, and Ye Futian's footsteps stopped again, turned his head, and looked at the side of Dongqin Academy.

The person who spoke was Qin Li, and the defeat of Qianshan Twilight was a great blow to the Eastern Qin Academy.

If Ye Futian was allowed to leave with victory like this, no matter who they challenged, they would not be able to recover the losses of this battle.

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

defeated Qianshan Twilight in music, but claimed to not understand music, which is naturally hypocritical.

Since this is the case, then 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 ok. Ye Futian responded.

"Qin Mang. ”

Qin Li shouted, and suddenly a figure stepped forward, this person's body was not as burly as Yu Sheng, but standing there, it gave people a feeling of extreme strength, his eyes were blazing, and the gaze of Ye Futian who was staring at him was like a terrifying demon beast, full of wild aura.

Qin Mang stepped onto the martial arts battle platform, he is a descendant of the royal bloodline of the Qin Dynasty, with five dragon veins in his body, and his martial arts talent is amazing.

His cultivation is at the peak level of the Fa phase.

"Qin Mang, the cultivation of the Law Realm, majoring in martial arts, challenging you with martial arts, should you fight?" Qin Li looked at Ye Futian Dao.

Everyone's eyes flashed, and they naturally knew about some of the talented descendants of the Qin Dynasty and many big forces, this Qin Mang, a descendant of the bloodline of the Qin Dynasty, had five dragon veins in his body, and his martial arts talent was superb.

Moreover, he is in the realm of the Law Phase, so in this way, Ye Futian, a disciple of the Grass Hall, has no reason for him to use magic weapons, right?

Although Ye Futian's realm must be lower than Qin Mang's, he is a disciple of the grass hall, and everyone is in the limelight, isn't it normal for him to have a low realm in battle?

Qin Li took advantage of this and wanted to prove something with Qin Mang defeating Ye Futian.

"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, his brows flashed, and he said, "Naturally." ”

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

Countless eyes moved with Ye Futian's figure, and being able to defeat Qianshan Twilight with the rhythm of music meant that Ye Futian was a spiritual Heavenly Mandate mage, but Qin Li challenged the martial arts.

What kind of attainments does Ye Futian, who has never proven himself have, in martial arts?

Stepping on the battle platform, 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 words fell, a wild breath was released wildly on his body, and a faint dragon shadow appeared, and there was not just one dragon shadow, but five.

In an instant, the aura on Qin Mang's body was terrifying to the extreme, the emperor dragon was in motion, the five dragons surrounded him, and the sound of a dragon's groan faintly came out.

He was already at the peak of the law phase, and 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 with the convergence of spiritual energy, and 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 it, the real dragon protected the body, the dragon roared, the five dragons circled, Qin Mang flew up in the air at this moment, unstoppable, behind him, as if a dragon appeared in the law, like a totem.

Ye Futian's body moved, running forward, flying in the air at any time, his body flying and hovering in the void, his momentum getting stronger and stronger, and he approached Qin Mang directly.

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

"Roaring ......" There seemed to be a dragon roar, the void trembled, Qin Mang took the five-headed true dragon to kill angrily, 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 descended and blasted towards Ye Futian, but saw his spinning body stop, and the long stick in his hand slashed out towards the real dragon.

Tianxing nine blows, 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, and then there was a loud bang.

They saw that the dragon shadow was actually split from 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 of the crowd of the East Qin Academy, and with a loud bang, it smashed to the ground, right in front of Qin Li.

Vulnerable.

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

PS: Thank you Ling Yu for ascending to the alliance!

(End of chapter)