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Chapter 275 Battle of Temperament

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    At this time, Ye Futian was still sitting there quietly. He had a handsome face and a detached temperament. His slender fingers were beating on the strings, and his playing was not affected by the terrifying scene in the void at all.

    At this time, he was serious and focused, and he did not change his face when Taishan collapsed in front of him, but quietly played his own piano music.

    At this moment, everyone seemed to be substituted into a wonderful artistic conception, and they faintly felt compassion for Ye Futian, as if they were worried that he would be swallowed into nothingness and reduced to dust in that torrent.

    In the sky above Ye Futian's head, the vision became more and more terrifying. The magic circle devouring endless spiritual energy was like a wild beast, capable of killing everything.

    Finally, Qian Shanmu's fingers slid across the strings, and a terrifying spiritual will engulfed the storm above Ye Futian's head. Black clouds overwhelmed the city, and the sky was dark.  Heading towards Ye Futian below.

    Countless people stared at the scene in front of them with tense minds. This scene was too terrifying. Could it really be something that a Dharma practitioner could resist?

    Even a person who is inferior to the Heaven's Chosen can't withstand this level of attack.

    The storm that destroyed everything came, Luo Junlin's eyes were extremely cold in Xuanwang Palace, and his fists were clenched. He wished Ye Futian would be destroyed and died directly in this storm. Only in this way can the crisis of Nandou Kingdom be solved.  will be liquidated.

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

    Just when the storm fell on Ye Futian's body, at this moment, around Ye Futian's body, the invisible wave of sound that had been permeating suddenly made a sharp sound, and an invisible spiritual storm surrounded his body.  Blowing, whenever a spell comes, it will be cut and cut directly, and then it will turn into scattered spiritual energy, which will be carried by the storm and flow around Ye Futian's body.

    So, under the eyes of everyone, they saw an extremely shocking scene. The doomsday-like destructive power came, but they were constantly cut by the spiritual storm. When they played the piano music, they seemed to have unconsciously  A terrifying mental defense force was arranged around his body, capable of destroying all magical attacks from killing.

    Spells are driven by spiritual power. Even if the magic circle is engraved to release the spell, it is still stimulated and released by spiritual power. Those who are good at mental power attacks can also destroy spells with spiritual attacks.

    The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and the magic circle above Ye Futian's head frantically released spell attacks, but Ye Futian's fingers plucking the strings became faster and faster, like flowing clouds and flowing water, playing a gorgeous movement.

    No matter how violent the storm or the tide is, I will stand still, and no amount of force will be enough to shake him.

    At this time, on that handsome figure, there was still a hint of the majesty of a prince.

    "What a strong defensive method." Everyone stared forward. Although they used the power of the prince's magic weapon, it can be seen that Ye Futian must be extremely proficient in the rhythm. What he said about not knowing the rhythm was purely to mock Qian Shan.  twilight.

    At this moment, Qian Shanmu also had a slight wave of waves in his heart. Ye Futian played the zither, which was nothing special. However, he built a defense first. As a zither mage, Ye Futian knew very well what the means of rhythm attack are, direct  Mental attack, this kind of attack is extremely threatening, and Su Muge was vulnerable to this kind of attack before.

    But Ye Futian's first defense is mental power, as if there is a dragon guarding his mind, making it difficult to invade.

    The second type of attack, of course, is to use the melody to trigger the magic attack. Ye Futian also arranged the defense, and gathered his spiritual power to form an invisible storm, cutting off all the spells that were close to his body, so that the spells could not get close to him.

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

    Qian Shanmu had to admit this now.

    Of course, it is one thing to know, Ye Futian can defend against his rhythm attack, this is Ye Futian's ability, even with the help of magic weapon, it is still difficult to conceal his attainments in piano sound.

    Even the spells cast by the magic circle could not break through Ye Futian's defense, so Qian Shanmu understood that it was almost impossible to use rhythm to induce spells to defeat him.

    Then, there is only one method left, which is also the basis to truly measure how strong a person's temperamental attainments are. Using the rhythm as an artistic conception, the will can influence, control, or kill.

    Back then in Qin Palace, Ye Futian treated Gu Ming like this, making Gu Ming submit. Under the control of his piano sound, Gu Ming couldn't resist the artistic conception, and actually knelt on the ground.

    There is no doubt about Qian Shanmu's attainments in rhythm. He changed his fingers and plucked the strings, and unconsciously, his voice gradually??, accompanied by an invisible shock, the saint's body collapsed, and afterward, Qian Shanmu felt an irresistible coercion of will descending.

    "Clang"

    Guser made a piercing sound, and countless eyes were fixed there.

    String, broken.

    Qian Shanmu's hands froze there, and with a muffled groan, Qian Shanmu spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained Guther red.

    The number one melody of the young generation in the remote ancient world lost to Ye Futian, a disciple of the thatched cottage, in a pure melody confrontation.

    At this moment, the words he once said to Ye Futian in Qin Wang's palace sounded in Qianshanmu, you don't understand the rhythm at all.

    He doesn't know the rhythm, who knows?

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