The Legend of Futian

277. Chapter 275 chapter of the battle of temperament

The 275 chapter of the battle of temperament

At this time, Ye Futian was still sitting quietly. He was handsome and temperamental. The slender fingers were beating on the strings, and there was no influence on his playing due to the terrifying scene in the void.

At this time, he was serious and focused. The Taishan collapsed in front without changing color, but he played his own music quietly.

At this moment, the people seem to be substituted into a wonderful artistic conception, faintly giving Ye Futian a sinful heart, as if he was worried that he would be swallowed up in the torrent of emptiness and become dust.

Ye Futian overhead, the vision is becoming more terrifying, and the ruin of the endless Spiritual Qi is like a wild animal, killing everything.

Finally, Qianshan’s fingers crossed the strings, and a terrifying spirit embraced the storm above Ye Futian’s head. The dark clouds were pressed against the city, and the sky was dark, like a demon king, a thunder roar, a wind roar, and then Move towards Ye Futian below.

Countless people are nervous and staring at the scene in front of them. This scene is too terrifying. Is it really the right person to compete?

Even the celestial figure of the next heaven can’t bear the attack of this level.

The storm that ruined everything came, and the king of the dynasty was in the cold and the fists were tight. He could not wait for Ye Futian to directly destroy and die in this storm. Only in this case, the danger of the Nandou Kingdom can be solved. Otherwise, one day sooner or later, Ye Futian Will be liquidated.

On the other side of the academy, Tang Ye and Su Mu Ge and others saw this scene without sympathy. If Ye Futian was really killed like this, it would only be stupid.

Just as the storm fell over Ye Futian’s body, this moment, in Ye Futian’s body, the invisible sound that had been filled with sound made a sharp voice, an invisible mental storm around his body. Scratch, but whenever a spell comes, it will be cut off directly, and then turned into a scattered Spiritual Qi, which is wrapped around the storm into the body of Ye Futian.

Then, under the gaze of the people, they saw a very shocking scene. It was like the end of the destructive power coming, but it was constantly cut by the spiritual storm. When playing the piano, it was already unconscious. A terrifying mental defense force is placed around his body to destroy all spell attacks.

The spell is motivated by the fine Juggernaut. Even if the spell release spell is engraved, it is still released by the fine Juggernaut. The strong one who is good at the Juggernaut attack can also destroy the spell with a mental attack.

The sound of the piano was rushing, and the fidelity above Ye Futian’s head madly released a spell attack, but Ye Futian’s fingers that plucked the strings were getting faster and faster, like a flowing stream, playing a gorgeous movement.

Let your storm be anxious, and the tide will be fierce. I am not moving, and no power is enough to shake him.

At this time, above the handsome figure, it also reveals the power of Wang Hou.

“A strong defense.” The eyes of the people stared at the front. Although they used the power of the princely instrument, it was obvious that Ye Futian was absolutely proficient in the temperament. He said that he did not understand the temperament, purely to ridicule the thousand mountains. twilight.

Qianshan’s heart is also slightly swaying at the moment, and Ye Futian plays the piano. There is nothing special about it. However, it is the first to create a defense. As a piano master, Ye Futian knows what the means of temperament attack are, direct. Spiritual attack, this kind of attack is extremely threatening, and Su Mu song was previously vulnerable to such an attack.

But Ye Futian, the first defense is Jing Juggernaut, like a Panlong guardian in his mind, difficult to invade.

The second type of attack is naturally a temperament-based spell attack. Ye Futian also lays out the defense, and the Juggernaut gathers into an invisible storm, cutting off all the spells close to his body, so that the spell can’t get close to him.

Ye Futian not only understands the temperament, but also knows the rhythm.

This Qianshan Mountain has to admit it now.

Of course, knowing that it is one thing, Ye Futian can defend his temperament attack, this is the ability of Ye Futian, even with the help of the instrument, it is still difficult to cover his rumors.

The magic spells created by the squad could not break Ye Futian’s defense, and Qianshan knew that it would be almost impossible to beat the spell with a temperament.

Then, there is only one means left, and it is also the basis for truly measuring how strong a person is in phonology. He uses the temperament, turns into an artistic conception, and influences, controls, or kills the will.

At the beginning of the Qin Palace, Ye Futian was like this to Gu Ming, and Gu Ming surrendered. Under the control of his piano voice, Gu Ming could not resist the artistic conception and was kneeling on the ground.

The rumors of Qianshan’s temperament are undoubtedly natural. His fingers change and sway the strings. Unconsciously, the sound gradually changes.

Along with the play of thousands of mountains, he seems to have a little more sacred meaning, radiant, and even a wonderful picture in the minds of many people, thousands of mountains, faintly blooming.

Subsequently, there were phantoms appearing one after another, all of which appeared in the picture.

“San sound.”

There are not many people who have seen this song among the people present, but Hua Qingqing is obviously one of them. This song is a song of martial arts with a strong artistic conception.

In the rhythm contest with Ye Futian, Qian Shanlu actually played the song.

In the consciousness of Hua Qingqing, there is also a picture. The thousand mountains are shining like a saint. His mouth is like a saint. His palm is like a saint. The roaring sword, the disintegrating Divine Beast appeared, move towards Ye Futian.

At this time, Ye Futian felt the strongest mood, because this song was attacked by him.

He seems to see thousands of mountains become a saint, the light shrouds him, the saints turn into a sword, move towards him, the saints turn out True Dragon, Phoenix, Kirin, at the moment, he looks extremely small, at any time May crash.

At this moment, countless life mistakes, Ye Futian is like a weak scholar, how to counter the saint?

A word can condemn him, and a thought can take his life.

But the weak scholar is still playing quietly, facing this storm, always quietly composing, playing his own movement.

Under his melody, the Demonic Beast, which was dissipated and attacked, was destroyed. When you came to the forefront, I still didn’t move.

From his body, from the voice of Ye Futian, the people seem to see a kind of wind bone.

Gradually, Ye Futian’s piano sound became a bit high, but it was still steady, a little bit of ascension, destroying the temperament attack on him, and at the same time, keeping his heart, the will not waver.

Along with his voice piercing the void, the people faintly felt that the weak scholars seemed to be growing up, growing up in the storm and rain, and the book was full of enthusiasm.

The prince’s will is pervading, and Ye Futian’s temperament is becoming more and more outstanding, as if he has become unconsciously transformed, but he is always so determined.

A singular temperament gradually emerged from him. The weak scholars grew up under the baptism of the storm and rain, and finally stood at the center of the stage, challenging the characters of the aloof and remote.

Some of the most powerful characters are not completely influenced by the mood of the piano. They are still thinking. From the Ye Futian piano sound, they seem to have experienced the baptism and growth of a life. The piano sound is like a process, a process of growth. It feels wonderful, but it is so natural.

The piano sound is still high and fierce until it wants to pierce the sky.

In the minds of the crowd, it seems that I saw a young boy to the princely, and then to the growth of the emperor, thorns and thorns, no fear of any obstacles, chaos, I am in the palm of my hand.

At this moment, the young boy who plays is no longer like a weak scholar. His back is straight and his body is like a dragon. There is a dragon humming sound in the sound of the piano. The meaning of the emperor rushes out and dominates the heavens and the earth.

The amount of fine Juggernaut attacked to Ye Futian was ruined and broken, and the ever-highing sound of the piano was like the emperor’s iron ride. In that illusory picture, Qianshan and Ye Futian squatted, such as the confrontation between the saint and the emperor. .

What is a temperament? The true temperament is to conform to the artistic conception and to completely substitute people into the world of temperament.

Qianshan said that he does not understand the temperament. If it is about the means of temperament and change, he is not as good as a thousand mountains.

However, over the years, he has a deeper understanding of the temperament, and in his artistic conception, he is confident that he can be invincible.

The sound of the chaotic mountains and the world is combined with his will to be born, how to defeat, he evokes the emperor to blend into the sound of the piano, making the artistic conception more powerful in the invisible, and everyone will only think that this is the piano sound. The artistic conception brought by itself does not think that it is the effect of the cultivation technique.

In the picture of nothingness, it seems as if there are two huge figures, wanting to let the sky go.

The will of the two figures continued to grow stronger, but the figure of the saint was from the beginning, and the figure of the emperor seemed to be growing constantly until he could break open the sky and take the helm.

The vast space is solidified, and at this time everyone can feel the artistic conception in the temperament and feel the confrontation.

Ye Futian, actually, is purely based on the temperament, against the thousand mountains.

The figure is infinitely straight and straight, and with the sound of the piano still rising, the meaning of the emperor is still getting stronger.

Finally, with an invisible shock, the saint’s body collapsed, and then Qianshanyi felt an irresistible will to come.

“clang……”

Gusser made a harsh voice, and countless eyes solidified there.

String, broken.

Qianshan’s hands were stiff there, accompanied by groaned, Qianshan’s blood spit out a blood and dyed Guther.

The first person of the younger generation of temperament in the ancient world lost to the pastoral disciple Ye Futian in the pure melody confrontation.

At this moment, Qianshanshan rang the words he had said to Ye Futian in the Qin Palace. You didn’t understand the temperament at all.

He doesn’t understand the temperament, who knows?

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