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 saw the coming piano sound storm, his life and soul roared, and there was a faint terrifying spiritual power that moved forward fiercely, but it was useless, the spiritual storm came, and everything was destroyed.

His painting was directly devoured, and the aura between heaven and earth became riotous and uneasy, and then, Zhou Mu was overwhelmed by the storm of piano sound, revealing an extremely painful look, like a lonely soldier on the battlefield, and it was thousands of troops who killed him.

"Poof......" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhou Mu's body was knocked out and fell to the ground fiercely.

All this happened too fast, caught off guard, and when Ye Futian's arrogant words came out, he stood up directly, as if the battle had ended early, how confident.

Only then did everyone come to their senses, and they looked at the handsome figure in front of them in a daze, the wind was blowing, the white clothes were fluttering, and the elegant young man who was quietly stroking the piano before was at this moment, and his edge was revealed.

The battle of the holy disciples of the Qin Demon Painting, the winner and the loser.

Back then, he painted the Holy Waste Qin Demon, but now, his disciples have been strongly crushed, and it is not at all a close battle as everyone imagined.

Moreover, Ye Futian's realm is lower than Zhou Mu's, and he is defeated across the border.

Also, what did Ye Futian mean by what he said just now?

There were many rumors circulating in the Donghai Academy before, Ye Futian, a disciple of the Qin Demon, broke into the Luo Palace, was arrogant, was defeated by Zhou Mu, a disciple of the painting saint, and left in embarrassment.

Zhou Mu's face was pale, and he eased for a moment, then he stood up, staring at Ye Futian with cold eyes: "It's just a defeat, and it can't decide anything, so what's the point of denying the previous battle?"

Everyone's eyes flashed, Zhou Mu, this is unwilling to admit defeat.

"Ridiculous. Ye Futian showed a sarcastic look: "Under the rumors, you really think that you have defeated me in the Luo Wangfu? Do you know that the last time in the Luo Wangfu when I was preparing to end you, there were senior figures who were good at spiritual attacks who secretly attacked me, so you didn't lose face on the spot." ”

Ye Futian's voice fell, and there was an uproar, in the Luo Wang's Mansion, in the battle between Ye Futian and Zhou Mu, there was a sneak attack by an elder figure?

It is said that the characters present at that time included the painting saint, the prince Luo, and the deputy palace master of Ziwei Palace, if such a thing really happened, wouldn't these three people be the most suspicious?

In this way, Ye Futian had to leave if he didn't leave at that time.

"You're bloody. Zhou Mu's face became even more ugly when he heard Ye Futian's words, he didn't believe that it would be like this.

"You are presumptuous. At this time, a cold drink came out, and I saw an old man's figure on the Ziwei Palace stepping over, it was Han Mo, the deputy palace master of the Ziwei Palace, who was present that day.

"Ye Futian, if you win today, you will win, and you will slander your predecessors with wild words, which is simply disrespectful. Han Mo snorted coldly.

Ye Futian looked up at Han Mo, this old guy, has he finally put away his hypocrisy.

"I naturally know that the person who made the move that day will not be the senior, however, if the predecessor doesn't make a move, it doesn't mean that others won't, how can you say that the junior slandered?" Ye Futian said with a smile, the faces of the people around him changed, this Ye Futian's words mean something.

When Han Mo heard his words, his eyes looked at him like a sharp sword, but he saw Ye Futian raise his head and look at the other party calmly, now he is very unhappy with Ziwei Palace, Ziwei Palace gives him the feeling of hypocrisy, domineering, and indifference.

From acquiescing to Mu Yunxuan's goblin hurting goblins with gossip, to not allowing him to set foot in Ziwei Palace, from standing on the side of the painting saint and wanting to promote a marriage of interests, which led to the tragedy of his teacher, to now his ambition is inflated and wants to take charge of the Donghai Academy alone, and the rest of his life is injured because of this;

Although he didn't say anything, in fact, a wave of anger had already accumulated in his heart, and it broke out today, so there was a scene at this moment, he stood in front of Ziwei Palace, challenging Zhou Mu, a song of general orders, as if venting his anger.

"Lord Luo and the Painting Saint are both highly respected seniors, and the people present at that time were also people with status, so they might sneak attack you as an arrogant junior?" Han Mo said coldly.

"There were a lot of people there at the time, but I don't know who they were. Ye Futian opened his mouth lightly and said, "However, Tianfu Palace is one of the nine palaces of the East China Sea Academy, and two people from the Eight-Star Glory Realm can join forces to deal with a five-star Glory Realm disciple of my Wuqu Palace, so what's so strange about the sneak attack?"

"This guy ......" Everyone stared at Ye Futian, this is stirring up trouble, and Tianfu Palace is also involved.

"Your Wuqu Palace disciple is so arrogant that he blocked the door and provoked, and the Tianfu Palace disciple naturally taught a lesson, what's so strange. Han Mo continued to say coldly: "It's you, who slandered your predecessors today, if you don't say anything, I'm afraid you won't be able to explain." ”

"I, a disciple of Wuqu Palace, when am I going to explain something to you. At this time, a cold voice came, and in the crowd, I saw Yi Xiang appear at some point, he looked up at Han Mo indifferently, and said lightly: "Han Mo, you are the deputy palace master of Ziwei Palace, and you are bullying a disciple of my Wuqu Palace here?" ”

Seeing Han Mo and Yi Xiang appear one after another, and-for-tat, everyone's hearts couldn't help but tremble, and things seemed to be getting bigger.

"Yi Palace Master, didn't you hear your Wuqu Palace disciple slandering the elders here?" Han Mo was not afraid of Yi Xiang at all, and responded coldly.

"Are you slandering?" Yi Xiang asked as he looked at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian smiled and said: "Whether it is slander or not is very simple, I fought with Zhou Mu that day, and in the last blow I was repelled by the summoned beast drawn by Zhou Mu, and I suffered a slight loss, so I can try again today." ”

After that, his eyes fell on Zhou Mu, and he said lightly: "Although my realm has made a lot of progress in the past few months, but today I will give you enough time to draw the strongest summoned beast, 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, madly. Everyone looked at Ye Futian, let Zhou Mu draw the strongest summoner and release the strongest attack, and he attacked with pure martial arts, and defeated Zhou Mu with one blow, which was simply ...... is crazy to the limitless, if Zhou Mu is defeated, I am afraid that he will have no face to mix in the Donghai Academy Palace in the future.

After all, there were various voices saying that Zhou Mu had defeated Ye Futian before, and Zhou Mu himself did not deny it, as if he acquiesced to this statement.

"What is your opinion?" Yi Xiang looked up at Han Mo and said.

Han Mo had a calm face, Ye Futian was crazy to this point, what else could he say, and looked at Zhou Mu.

I saw that Zhou Mu's face was gloomy and terrifying, Ye Futian's words were so humiliating to him.

"Good. Zhou Mu stepped forward, walked to the opposite side of Ye Futian, released his soul, and then 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, and his expression was extremely calm.

Looking at Ye Futian's calm expression, it was hard for everyone to imagine why he had such confidence to defeat Zhou Mu with pure martial arts, and let Zhou Mu paint.

The aura frantically gathered in Zhou Mu's pen, and at this moment he was extremely serious, and all his spirit seemed to be focused on painting.

Gradually, everyone saw a lifelike golden dragon appear on the ground, as if it might leap into the air at any time.

This golden dragon contains a terrifying aura, the dragon scales are drawn, lifelike, I don't know how strong the defense will be, many people are sweating for Ye Futian, only by martial arts?

Zhou Mu didn't pay attention to everyone's thoughts, he was engrossed in every detail, and made every detail perfect, as a disciple of the Painting Saint, his talent was naturally undoubted, but it was only because he met Ye Futian that he looked a little unbearable.

Finally, when Zhou Mu's last stroke fell, the incomparably huge golden dragon surrounded his body and went up, and Zhou Mu's life soul light shrouded the golden dragon, making the dragon's eyes extremely demonic, staring at Ye Futian opposite.

"It's so strong. Everyone watched from afar, as if they could feel the horror of the golden dragon.

Ye Futian's expression was as calm as ever, I saw him stretch out his hand, the golden aura frantically gathered in the palm of his hand, the aura condensed, and turned into a huge golden stick, he did not release spells with the help of aura, but condensed spirit soldiers, which belonged to the category of martial arts.

When Ye Futian's palm was shaken, a monstrous battle intent suddenly erupted fiercely from him, the battle intent was amazing, and an invisible general trend converged towards his body, constantly climbing and becoming stronger, the battle intent seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth, everyone only felt that Ye Futian at this moment seemed to be incarnated as a young god of war, unstoppable.

Zhou Mu's body moved, and he stepped forward, and the golden dragon seemed to be attached to his body, moving forward with him.

With a shocking roar, Zhou Mu roared angrily, and the divine golden dragon went berserk, carrying an unparalleled power towards Ye Futian.

"Boom. Ye Futian's body moved, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, the ground trembled, and a terrifying momentum of heaven and earth seemed to gather on him.

"Die. Zhou Mu came and roared, the golden dragon swooped down, the golden stick in Ye Futian's hand danced, and the spirit and spirit merged with heaven and earth, smashing towards the golden dragon.

The first blow of Tianxing's nine blows opened the world.

The golden stick landed on the golden dragon's head, turning into the sharpest weapon in the world, directly splitting the dragon's body from the middle, all the way forward.

Everyone's hearts trembled, and the young god of war was indomitable, splitting everything in front of him, even if it was a real dragon.

"Boom. The dragon's body exploded, and the golden stick disappeared, but Ye Futian's hand was clasped around Zhou Mu's neck and lifted him up in the air.

At this moment, Zhou Mu's face was like ashes.

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 could not respond.

Ye Futian looked at Han Mo again, and said calmly: "The so-called genius of Ziwei Palace, but that's it, after today, there will be no dispute between the Holy Heirs of the Qin Demon Painting, he Zhou Mu, is not worthy." ”

When the words fell, Ye Futian's arm threw out and threw Zhou Mu in the direction of Ziwei Palace!

ps: Happy holidays, everyone, I really envy everyone for having time to rest for the holidays, no trace is still scolded today, I know the code word code word, hey, it's hurt, it's all year round, but fortunately, there are many brothers, you can feel the atmosphere of the festival from your enthusiasm!