After Ye Futian finished speaking, the smiles in the eyes of everyone at the banquet instantly froze.

Just before, Zhou Mu, a disciple of Painting Saint, took action and broke the harp with one blow. They originally wanted to make some sarcastic remarks to save some face.

However, before they had time to speak, Ye Futian's words made them swallow the words on their lips.

The piano sound spell is just his weakest link?

It is not that they have never seen arrogant and arrogant people, but it is unheard of for them to be so arrogant and even shameless.

Ye Futian defeated two young geniuses in a row with Qinyin spell, making others afraid to fight, but now he said that this is his weakest? So, who are the two defeated people? Who are the young men who are present?

How can you be so arrogant and arrogant even after Qin was shattered? Is this still shameful?

Even the big shots were dumbfounded. Did this guy really just have his guqin smashed to pieces by Zhou Mu?

This is simply unbearable.

"The Qin is broken, how dare you be so arrogant? I want to see how much strength you still have without the Qin." Xu Qing, who had been unable to take action before, still wanted to fight again. He had never forgotten the previous battle, and was extremely worried.

Unhappy, he, a dual-attribute four-star Glory Mage, didn't even have a chance to take action, and was defeated so inexplicably. You can imagine how unhappy he was.

"You can't." Ye Futian said lightly, walking in the direction of Zhou Mu, but Xu Qing walked out, and the spiritual energy around his body suddenly became violent.

Ye Futian stopped and glanced at Xu Qing lightly, only to see the light of thunder shining around Xu Qing's body, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes. In his opinion, if it were not for the mental power affected by the piano sound spell, he could not release it.

Magic, how could he be defeated in such humiliation?

"Thunder spell, thousands of thunders." Everyone saw endless thunder light gathering around Xu Qing's body, like a young thunder god. The light of lightning pierced people's eyes, and the endless thunder converged towards Xu Qing's outstretched palm. They didn't know how many hidden things it contained.

Terrible power of attack.

Ye Futian was a little helpless. He also stretched out his hand. In an instant, the power of thunder went wild and converged crazily on his palm. For just a moment, with his palm as the center, it seemed as if there was an extremely terrifying electric current flowing in his palm.

"I can do it too." Ye Futian's voice was calm, and everyone's expressions instantly became particularly wonderful. Ye Futian was in the realm of three-star glory, but the power of thunder gathered in his palm was not inferior to Xu Qing's at all, and the wandering

The light of lightning seems to be more arbitrary, and Ye Futian's control over magic seems to be stronger.

Xu Qing looked embarrassed. Was Ye Futian deliberately trying to humiliate him by using the same spell to fight him?

"Go." A cold voice came out, the spell was released, and the endless thunder turned into an extremely bright lightning, trying to pierce everything. At the moment of releasing Qian Lei Yin, there was a terrifying fire attribute energy gathering around his body, and he was ready to continue.

Release spells.

But at this moment, Ye Futian's body flashed, and he actually ran towards him with thunder. At the moment when the spell was about to come, he stretched out his palm forward. With the same spell, Ye Futian directly released the light of thunder at close range.

Submerging everything, a figure bathed in thunder light directly penetrated the spell and continued forward. The next moment, Xu Qing's body froze in place, and the gathering spiritual energy also stopped.

In front of Xu Qing, Ye Futian stood there casually, with his palm facing his body, and endless thunder light enveloped him. As long as Ye Futian released the gathered spells, it would directly penetrate his fragile body as a mage.

"Are you satisfied?" The power of thunder in Ye Futian's hand dissipated, and he turned around and continued to walk towards Zhou Mu, leaving Xu Qing with a dull expression.

Ye Futian walked calmly, and the eyes of everyone looking at him couldn't help but become a little more dignified.

Instead of using Qinyin spells, he directly attacked Xu Qing with spells, which also killed Xu Qing instantly.

Is the Qinyin spell really just his weakest link?

How strong is this Qin Demon disciple?

Ye Futian walked to the opposite side of Zhou Mu, stopped, and said with a smile: "Ye Futian, three-star glory realm, please enlighten me."

"This guy did it on purpose." Everyone stared at Ye Futian. Who didn't know that her three-star glory realm and her formal self-reported realm at this moment were deliberately embarrassing Zhou Mu?

Zhou Mu ignored Ye Futian, and the spiritual energy around his body suddenly surged.

He raised his hand in the void and drew a stroke, and he drew a sword. The sword was straight and sharp. It was made of metallic spiritual energy. The sword was alive and clanking.

"Zhou Mu needs to be serious."

Everyone looked sharp, they wanted to see how arrogant Ye Futian could be.

Zhou Mu's eyes flashed with a sharp edge, and in an instant, the sharp golden sword shot through the air and headed straight for Ye Futian.

The speed of the sword was extremely fast. When Ye Futian saw the sword coming, his body suddenly moved and turned slightly sideways. The sword passed by him, and the strong wind blew a few strands of hair.

"Huh?" At this moment, Ye Futian frowned, and a cold breath came from behind him. The sharp sword went away and returned, and continued to kill Ye Futian as if it had eyes.

At the same time, another sword flew over, also drawn by Zhou Mu.

One stroke creates a painting, and the sword continues to grow.

"Using spiritual power to control the sword?" Ye Futian thought to himself. Summoner, like Master Qinyin, is a spiritual mage with very strong spiritual power.

A terrifying metal storm broke out around Ye Futian's body. A golden barrier appeared around him, covering his whole body, as if his whole body was covered with a layer of golden armor. The sharp sword came through the air and pierced directly into the golden armor.

, but could not break it, and finally turned into metallic aura and integrated into the armor.

A painting made with one stroke contains limited aura, so its power will naturally not be too strong.

However, this was not just a sword. Zhou Mu kept carving swords and shooting them at Ye Futian. A row of extremely bright golden swords gathered around his body, and then flew towards Ye Futian. This time he did not attack.

, but surrounded Ye Futian's body, seeming to be looking for an opening to kill with one strike.

At the same time, Zhou Mu continued to paint.

Ye Futian raised his head and glanced at the sharp swords flying around his body. Then, he stepped forward, and the wind enveloped his body, instantly breaking through the air and heading towards Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu, a disciple of Painting Saint, is a spiritual summoner and a multi-attribute mage, but he seems to have no martial arts skills and is weak in close combat.

The endless whistling swords around him seemed to have eyes, following Ye Futian's body. Several lightning-like golden swords crossed the space to kill him, but Ye Futian's body flashed continuously, avoiding each one.

The attack of the sword was close to Zhou Mu.

Wind appeared around Zhou Mu's body, carrying his body and drifting away. It was a wind attribute spell.

His painting followed him, and Ye Futian continued to move forward. This time, all those sharp swords struck Ye Futian, blocking all routes.

This time, Ye Futian directly ignored the attack of the sharp sword and allowed it to attack the golden Kai Kai. As the swords continued to attack, the Kai Kai was shattered, but something seemed to appear on Ye Futian's body.

A pair of golden wings directly wrapped around his body, blocking the remaining sharp sword. His body flashed continuously and finally approached Zhou Mu.

But at the same time, Zhou Mu's painting was completed. It was a demon lion with two wings, a burly body and huge golden wings. No one had ever seen this kind of demon beast. However, the demon beast drawn by the summoner,

It can be your own imagination and does not need to exist in this world.

The demon lion flashed its wings and pounced directly towards Ye Futian. Everyone felt their hearts trembling. Zhou Mu was so powerful. He could constantly draw summoned beasts, grant life attacks, and depict them as he pleased. Plus, he

He is a multi-attribute summoner and has practiced magic, so it is extremely difficult to get close to him.

Ye Futian looked at the flying monster beasts that were attacking him. In an instant, a bright golden light was released, and the soul of life appeared. The shadow of the golden-winged roc appeared behind him. It was unparalleled. This kind of soul of life was available in Donghai Academy.

Once released, there is no need to hide it.

"Master of Destiny, Soul of Destiny, Golden-winged Dapeng." Everyone stared at Ye Futian with shocked expressions.

This golden-winged roc has dual attributes of wind and gold, but Ye Futian is still a Qinyin mage. Could it be that this life soul also gave him spiritual attributes?

Endless golden and wind dual-attribute storms converged on Ye Futian, as if martial arts were merging into one. The next moment, the wings behind Ye Futian trembled, and the golden storm soared into the sky, as fast as lightning, as if the wind was added to it.

of magic.

At this moment, Ye Futian seemed to be transformed into a golden-winged roc, soaring in the sky. In an instant, he collided with the demon lion that was coming to kill him. It was like the collision of two demon beasts, and they disappeared in a flash.

Then, everyone saw that the body of the golden-winged roc penetrated directly through the body of the demon lion, and the huge summoned beast's body turned into endless spiritual energy and dispersed.

Everyone felt their hearts trembling when they saw this scene. A Qinyin master, a multi-attribute mage, a martial arts practitioner, and a life soul. Ye Futian seemed to have no weaknesses and was a perfect practitioner. He was simply a monster. No wonder he dared to talk about Qinyin.

Spells are only his weakest link.

At this moment, it seems that this is not just a wild rant.

Lin Xiyue was also horrified to see that this handsome and sunny boy whom she had seen twice turned out to be so tyrannical.

Nandou Wenshan was also quite uneasy. The disciples accepted by Qin Mo seemed to be more outstanding than the disciples of Painting Saint. With the tyranny shown by Ye Futian at the moment, if it were not for the gap between his realm and Zhou Mu, he might be able to defeat Zhou Mu.

Dropped instantly.

"Only this strength? It seems that I can't feel where the advantage of your realm is." Ye Futian smiled at Zhou Mu. Zhou Mu looked livid, and his life soul was also released. It was a blurry figure with a pair of

The extremely strange eyes seem to contain a terrifying spiritual storm.

This is a spiritual soul, and Ye Futian feels that it is vaguely similar to his beast-controlling soul, Eye of the Storm.
Chapter completed!