Ye Futian was still playing the piano, and the high-pitched sound gradually became low, and the emperor's intention on him dissipated.

Finally, with a note leaping, the tune stopped.

Ye Futian slowly looked up and looked at the twilight mountains. His white clothes were as snow as spotless as dust. His eyes were like stars, and his handsome face seemed even more dazzling at this moment.

I am in the mortal world, but my heart is facing the sky. If there is a strong storm, I will become an emperor.

The vast and endless void accompanied by the disappearance of the rhythm suddenly became extremely quiet, and countless eyes stared at the two figures on the battlefield.

Qianshanmu looked at Gu Se dejectedly, as if he still didn't want to believe that he would lose.

Donghua Sect didn't believe it or accept it.

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

Hua Qingqing looked at the handsome figure in white clothes with clear eyes. What she noticed was not Ye Futian's victory, but the piano music played by Ye Futian and the artistic conception in the piano music. From beginning to end, he did not use the piano sound to induce magic attacks, but only expressed an artistic conception with music, unyielding, from growing up in youth to becoming an emperor, and becoming the world.

The artistic conception contained in his piano music continues to strengthen until it completely crushes thousands of mountains and twilight.

Perhaps his musical attainments may not be as good as the Thousand Mountains, but the world he felt from the sound of the piano is even more vast than the Thousand Mountains.

Even the people in the academy were shocked by the outcome of this battle, especially Tang Ye and Su Muge, who had spoken before, who mocked Ye Futian, looked at the disciples of the academy around him, and only felt their faces were burning.

Yu Sheng felt that this should be taken for granted. Only he had blind trust in Ye Futian. He also looked at Tang Ye coldly and said coldly: "Is it not enough to be embarrassed on the top of Mirror Mountain in the Ancient Realm?"

Tang Ye's eyes froze, staring at Yu Sheng, with an embarrassing expression.

"You can't understand his world. You'd better shut up if you're going to do it in the future." Yu Sheng spoke coldly, with threatening in his wild eyes.

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

But Yu Sheng didn't care about his thoughts at all. After saying that, he turned his eyes and ignored Tang Ye's existence.

A low voice gradually came from the crowd in the vast space.

"Thousand Mountains are defeated."

I don’t know who made a sound, and the crowd suddenly became in an uproar.

Qianshanmu, known as the number one musician in the younger generation of the East Wilderness Realm, was defeated in the battle of music. So, can he still be called the number one?

The gazes of the geniuses among the major forces fell on Ye Futian. Although Ye Futian's realm was slightly lower, his realm would sooner or later improve.

In the cottage, another person like Gu Dongliu will appear.

The two great monsters of Donghua Sect, Lu Nantian was defeated by Gu Dongliu, and Qianshanmu was defeated by Ye Futian.

Donghua Sect was completely defeated in the head-on battle with Caotang.

Ye Futian put the guqin in the package. He did not act quickly or slowly, nor did he mock Qianshanmu's defeat in the battle.

To defeat your opponent with music is the best response, and all words are pale and powerless.

"What song are you playing?" Qian Shanmu raised his head at this time and looked at Ye Futian and asked.

What he played was the saint music, the sound of the saint. This song was extremely difficult to play, and it was even more difficult to express the artistic conception, but he was able to do it, but he still failed.

Ye Futian looked up at Qianshanmu and said, "Play it casually, I don't know what the song is."

After saying that, he turned around and raised his footsteps, ready to leave.

Qianshanmu's face froze and looked a little embarrassed. Ye Futian said that he played it casually.

"Although you win, why should you be so hypocritical?" Ye Futian had a high level of music, so he naturally admitted it, but Ye Futian said that he was playing casually and deliberately humiliating him?

Ye Futian stopped, smiled and said, "What is music? Although music can be borrowed for combat, it is the music given by spiritual attacks. The real music lies in the music itself, pure and connected to the meaning. You said I don't understand the music, but I don't understand it very much, but do you really understand it?"

After saying that, Ye Futian continued to raise his footsteps, Qianshanmu's eyes froze.

Do you really understand?

At this moment, Qianshanmu actually felt a trace of doubt about himself.

He lowered his head, looked at the broken string, and was pondering, and his mood seemed to have suffered a great blow.

At this moment, a beautiful figure walked to him. She saw Qianshanmu's struggle and questioned herself. This was her man, and she didn't want to see Qianshanmu like this.

"He is deliberately hitting your mood." Qin Mengruo said to Qianshanmu: "Your rhythm is not weaker than anyone. If it weren't for the defense of magic weapons, victory would have long belonged to you, and he would not be able to resist your rhythm attack at all."

Qianshanmu looked up and looked at his wife Qin Mengruo.

She is still so beautiful, and her noble and beautiful eyes contain strong beliefs and trust in him.

The two of them looked at each other, and Qianshanmu's eyes gradually recovered a trace of confidence.

As a proud son of Donghua Sect, he has extraordinary features, and his state of mind and will are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

It was just because this battle had a great blow to him that he was defeated by Ye Futian, who was in the Dharma Realm in the rhythm that he was best at. Moreover, he represented the Donghua Sect and Ye Futian represented the Caotang. When everyone thought that he would crush Ye Futian, he was defeated and was a little unbearable for a while.

"etc."

At this moment, a sound suddenly came out, and Ye Futian stopped again, turned his head and looked at the Dongqin Academy.

The speaker was Qin Li. Qianshanmu's defeat in the battle was a big blow to Dongqin Academy.

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

"Since you still insist on saying that you don't understand music, then, what are you good at?" Qin asked.

He defeated Qianshanmu in music, but claimed that he did not understand music, which was naturally hypocritical.

Since that's 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.

"Are you good at martial arts?" Qin Li asked.

"It's okay." Ye Futian responded.

"Qin Mang."

Qin Li shouted, and a figure immediately walked forward. This person's body was not as strong as the rest of his life, but standing there gave people a very powerful feeling. His eyes were bright and his eyes were staring at Ye Futian, like a terrible monster, full of wild aura.

Qin Mang walked onto the martial arts battle stage. He was a descendant of the royal bloodline of the Qin Dynasty. He had five dragon veins in his body and had amazing martial arts talents.

His cultivation level is at the peak of Dharma image.

"Qin Mang, the cultivation level of the Dharma and the key to practicing martial arts, will you challenge you with martial arts? "Qin Li looked at Ye Futian Dao.

Everyone's eyes flashed, and many major forces naturally understood that Qin Mang, a descendant of the Qin Dynasty's bloodline, had five dragon veins in his body, and his martial arts talent was super talented.

Moreover, he is in the realm of Dharma. In this way, Ye Futian, a disciple of Caotang, has no reason to use magic weapons, right?

Although Ye Futian's realm must be lower than Qin Mang, he is a disciple of Caotang and is very eye-catching. Isn't it normal for him to have a low realm in battle?

Qin Li took advantage of this and wanted to use Qin Mang to defeat Ye Futian to prove some things.

"Are you sure you want to challenge with martial arts?" Ye Futian glanced at Qin Li.

Qin Li looked at the frivolous intention in Ye Futian's eyes, brows flashed, and said, "Natural."

Ye Futian smiled and looked at Qin Li, then he walked back to the Caotang, handed the guqin package to Yu Sheng, then turned around and walked towards the martial arts battle platform.

Countless eyes moved with Ye Futian's figure, and could defeat Qianshan Mu with music, which meant that Ye Futian was a spiritual destiny mage, but Qin Li challenged martial arts.

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

Stepping onto the battle stage, 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."

As soon as he finished speaking, a wild aura was released on his body, and a dragon shadow appeared faintly, and not only was there one dragon shadow, but five.

In an instant, the aura on Qin Mang's body was extremely terrifying. The Emperor Dragon Fight was circulating, and the five dragons surrounded him, and the sound of a dragon roar was faintly heard.

He, who is at the peak of Dharma image, has opened five dragon veins and his combat power is absolutely amazing.

At this time, a stick appeared in Ye Futian's hand, and it was born with spiritual energy. He held it casually in his hand, and a momentum instantly bloomed from his body, and it became stronger and stronger.

"Boom." The battle platform trembled, Qin Mang stepped on his foot, the real dragon protected his body, the dragon roared in waves, and the five dragons circled. At this moment, Qin Mang flew up in the air, arrogant. Behind him, it seemed that a dragon's magic appearance appeared, like a totem.

Ye Futian's body moved, ran forward, flying in the air at any time, his body was flying in the void, his aura became stronger and stronger, and he approached Qin Mang directly.

Since it is a war of martial arts, it is naturally a head-on resistance.

"Roar..." It seemed like a dragon roar was heard, and the void trembled. Qin Mang and five real dragons killed him down angrily. Ye Futian, who was flying, seemed extremely small and vulnerable.

But the momentum on Ye Futian was getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, the dragon shadow descended and rushed towards Ye Futian, but saw his spiraling body stop and the long stick in his hand slashed towards the real dragon.

The nine attacks of heaven will open up the world.

At this moment, an extremely huge stick shadow appeared between the sky and the earth. Everyone saw Ye Futian rushing into the dragon shadow, and then there was a loud bang.

They saw that the dragon shadow was split from the middle, and Ye Futian's long stick hit Qin Mang directly.

The next moment, Qin Mang's body flew directly to the direction where the crowd in Dongqin Academy was located, and with a loud bang, it fell to the ground, right in front of Qin Li.

Vulnerable.

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