The piano sounded, and Ye Futian sat cross-legged and played the piano. When his slender fingers trembled on the strings, it seemed that he was the only one left in the world.

The piano and the spirit merged, and in just a moment, Ye Futian entered the state.

Gu Ming looked cold and stepped forward. His body was instantly covered with purple thunder, extremely violent. The whole world seemed to have an extremely powerful force, and in an instant it had the power to cover the sky and the sun.

In this terrifying thunder storm, terrifying thunder swords appeared, slowly appearing from the storm, extremely terrifying.

The people around him stared at Gu Ming. Although the other party only had the fifth-level Dharma Realm, Gu Ming was quite famous in Donghua Sect. He was an extremely powerful practitioner, especially in terms of combat power. Otherwise, Donghua Sect would not have chosen him to suppress Ye Futian.

After all, even though Ye Futian has never shown his combat power, his strength in the ancient world will definitely not be much weaker.

Donghua Sect is hidden in the first sect in the East Wilderness Realm. You can imagine how powerful the magic is. The vast divine power covers this garden. Ye Futian, who is sitting cross-legged, looks particularly small. A magic appearance appears behind Gu Ming. It is a terrifying thunder storm, swallowing and spitting out a sharp sword.

Accompanied by an extremely violent roar, the thunder power seemed to have overwhelmed the sound of the piano, and the spell bloomed. The Purple Thunder Sword fell from the sky and shot directly at Ye Futian's body.

When this terrifying magic attack came, Ye Futian slid across the strings with his right five fingers, which was extremely smooth. With a snap of his finger, a thunder exploded. The terrifying piano sound storm directly hit the spell that came. Whether it was the power of thunder or the sword light, it was shattered and exploded at the same time, turning into spiritual energy and floating between heaven and earth.

Everyone's eyes flashed. Ye Futian's piano sound seemed to be shrouded in pressure, but his move was like thunder in the sky, directly crushing Gu Ming's magic attack, which was very domineering.

After he hit, he played slowly again, and the sound of the piano was melodious, and the sound of the piano was storm spreading between the heaven and the earth little by little, spreading towards the surrounding heaven and the earth.

Gu Ming's brow flashed, and then the Purple Thunder Sword broke out again, this time it became even more fierce. The terrifying killing power that covered the sky and sun annihilated the void and pressed towards the seemingly small figure.

Ye Futian did not look up, the strings of the piano trembled and the notes jumped. At the moment when the opponent's attack came, another terrifying piano sound bloomed. The invisible rhythm seemed to be integrated into the will of the king and the prince, directly splitting the sword and sweeping out the thunder.

Everyone discovered that Ye Futian's temperament gradually changed. With the sound of the piano, he seemed to have transformed into a king and prince. He seemed to have become a king and prince before. Now he seemed to be insignificant, as stable as Mount Tai, and no one could shake it. At the same time, the storm of the piano sound became stronger and stronger, gradually covering Gu Ming's body.

"What a strong spiritual will." Everyone seemed to have felt something. At this time, the space where Gu Ming was located seemed to be shrouded in it by a blooming spiritual storm.

Qin Mengruo walked out of the pavilion and tower. Her figure was graceful and beautiful. At this time, her beautiful eyes stared at Ye Futian's figure. The other party's piano sound was so pure, as if no one could disrupt his rhythm and rhythm while playing, and even Gu Ming's violent attack could not do it.

The moment he played the piano, it seemed to be integrated with the sound of the piano.

Gu Ming seemed to feel the terrible spiritual storm that was permeated between the world, and the sound of the piano was hidden in it, as if it could burst out with amazing power at any time.

Master Qinyin is a spiritual mage and has a very strong mental attack. Naturally, he knows that the more he drags on, the more he will be, the more unfavorable it will be for him.

A powerful will of a royal family bloomed out on his body, and his body seemed to have become more majestic and arrogant.

If Donghua Sect asks him to take action, how could Gu Ming not have the luck of the king and princes? Ye Futian is the best-class luck of the king and princes. Even if a person without the luck of the king and princes is higher than his level, he will still be crushed strongly.

At this moment, Gu Ming's momentum was even more terrifying. In the storm of Dharma Image, the purple divine sword bloomed out, just like the sword of thunder of kings and princes. The moment it bloomed, it flashed like thunder, and directly rushed towards Ye Futian from the air, which was incredible.

Ye Futian seemed to have not seen it, and the strings were plucked. When the sound of the piano storm flowed, the thunder sword that was killing him was instantly annihilated.

Gu Ming's face changed again, and the Dharma-Shadow swept the Thunder Sword with stronger strength. However, when the sword appeared, a terrifying qin sound storm came and directly crushed it.

So an extremely strange scene appeared, and Gu Ming's magic was destroyed as soon as it condensed.

What's even more terrifying is that the sound of the piano is getting more and more intense, rushing into Gu Ming's Dharma image and destroying everything. Gu Ming only feels that the Dharma image is about to collapse and his life soul is trembling.

The sound of the piano came into the ears of everyone. They only felt that Ye Futian was not only a prince, but also a emperor and a young emperor. He sat there, overlooking all living beings.

A wonderful picture appeared in their eyes, as if they saw the young emperor standing tall, looking down at the sky, looking down at them, making people feel surrender.

The artistic conception that Gu Ming felt was the strongest. In addition to this terrifying artistic conception, there was also the piano and magic attack that crushed all spiritual power. Whenever he gathered his energy to resist, he was directly destroyed.

Everyone saw that the spiritual energy around Gu Ming's body became weaker and weaker, and the spells could no longer be condensed and formed, and even his magic image was oppressed and restrained.

A muffled groan came out, and before he knew it, everyone was shocked to find that Gu Ming, who had been arrogant and mighty before, gradually lost his ability to resist and was eroded little by little.

Looking at Ye Futian again, the sound of the piano was still the same. He sat cross-legged, extremely calm, without a trace of waves, as if he was just playing a song very quietly, not even like he was fighting.

The sound of the piano is still the same. The young man playing the piano is like an emperor. He songs the world and the people surrender.

Gu Ming's forehead, shrouded by Qinyin's will, had sweat oozing out of his forehead and was soaked. He frantically resisted the pressure of the domineering spiritual will on him, unwilling to surrender, but his mental power was constantly crushed and hit. He only felt that his will was about to collapse.

"Defeated." Everyone's eyes flashed.

Obviously, Gu Ming was defeated, and he was defeated miserably.

From beginning to end, Ye Futian never took action, he was just playing.

But now, Gu Ming has lost his resistance. His body trembles, as if he is struggling. His legs bent slightly, as if he may fall to the ground at any time.

King Sun of Qin said that Ye Futian had never shown combat effectiveness, but with his performance in the ancient world, how could he have poor combat effectiveness?

Donghua Sect wanted to try it, but Gu Ming took action, but he tested how strong Ye Futian was?

No one knew that he only showed his accomplishments in piano music.

"Stop." Gu Ming let out a low roar, his legs bent slightly, as if he was about to kneel down and crawl. His will was too strong and he was about to crush him. He knew that Ye Futian could do it even if he wanted to kill him now.

But Ye Futian obviously could not kill a disciple of Donghua Sect, so he wanted to humiliate him in this way.

How could Gu Ming bear such humiliation?

"I don't understand the rhythm, why do you want me to stop?"

Ye Futian didn't stop, and said lightly, and still lowered his head and played. He was not interested in fighting, and the other party pressed forward step by step. Since that's the case, he would accompany him. Now he was defeated and didn't even say a word of admit defeat. Let him stop and stop?

Since you want to use humiliation to step on the cottage, you must naturally be prepared to be humiliated.

Everyone around him showed an interesting look. At this moment, Ye Futian said that he didn't understand the rhythm, but he seemed a little slapped in the face.

Qianshanmu, the number one person in the Donghua Sect, openly claimed that Ye Futian did not understand music. Now, your Donghua Sect disciple was humiliated by Ye Futian with the sound of the piano, which is a bit ironic.

"You are arrogant." On the other side of Donghua Sect, a figure saw Gu Ming about to be humiliated and stepped out. His breath was very strong. The sixth-level Dharma image was Gu Ming's friend. If Gu Ming was oppressed and kneeled down today, how could he raise his head in Donghua Sect in the future?

His body flashed, his momentum was terrifying, and the golden light burst out, and his whole body seemed to be cast by a golden body, filled with unparalleled power, heading straight for Ye Futian.

Liu Feiyang frowned. It was a challenge, and Gu Ming did not shout to admit defeat. Why should Ye Futian stop?

The others in Donghua Sect actually intervened in and took action, and the people of Donghua Sect had no intention of stopping them.

Everyone around them showed a strange look. Is it impossible to stop what Donghua Sect has asked for?

"Dong." A muffled sound came out. Liu Feiyang and Liu Chenyu stepped out in front of Yu Sheng. The demon-like wings appeared behind him. The dark golden light on his body shone, gathered into a golden battle axe, and directly descended to Ye Futian and headed towards the disciples of the Donghua Sect who were rushing towards him.

At this moment, the burly body seemed to have turned into a demon god.

The powerful Donghua Sect shouted coldly, and his fists broke through the air. He was better at martial arts and his attack power was amazing. The terrible golden fist light penetrated through the void, one punch after another, and his momentum increased wildly, shattering all attacks blocking his body.

Faced with the attack that was coming, Yu Sheng did not dodge at all. An extremely wild force burst out from him. His battle axe directly slashed forward, moving forward without any martial arts, but just purely chopping. The action fell into the eyes of everyone, like chopping wood, and chopping the opponent's powerful boxing technique as firewood.

With an axe, the fist light was constantly split, and it was like a bamboo shoot and unstoppable.

The expression of the powerful man from Donghua Sect changed slightly, and his body was filled with magic. The terrible fist intent suddenly exploded fiercely. Thousands of fist lights seemed to collapse everything, annihilate the void, and blasted towards the body that was coming to Yu Sheng.

The wings of the demon-like god of the rest of his life shone with a terrible light and rotated in the void. The battle axe in his hand swung continuously, to an incredible level. Only the shadow of axe was left in the sky, constantly shattering the fist light.

"Is he fighting or chopping wood?" Everyone showed a strange look when they saw Yu Sheng's attacking technique.

The firewood was chopped cleanly, and Yu Sheng's battle axe slashed at the people of Donghua Sect.
Chapter completed!