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    Ye Futian's voice fell, and all the eyes around the stone wall fell on him.

    A person in the realm of nine-star glory said to a strong man in the realm of sixth-order law, do you want to die!

    However, Ye Futian's eyes were sharp, and the aura that permeated his body actually gave people a faint oppressive force, as if it was not just a threatening word, but where did he get his confidence?

    At least, how did he have the qualifications to say this?

    Yan Lu raised his eyebrows, the sword intent still permeated his body, he glanced behind Lin Yueyao, and several guards took a step forward, probably because of Ye Futian's confidence.

    "Try it." Yan Lu stared at Ye Futian, and uttered a voice coldly.

    Following his voice, the surrounding space seemed to freeze, and the people on the stone wall watched the battle quietly.

    On Ye Futian's face, there was a hint of coldness.

    "Enough." At this moment, Ruoyu stepped forward, blocked Ye Futian, and said, "Senior Brother Yan, you are going too far."

    "Come back." Seeing Ruoyu running out, Ruoqiu scolded.

    "Shut up." Ruoyu stared at Ruoqiu and said, "The whole thing started because of you. When we first met Ye Futian, he treated us to a meal. It's fine if you don't appreciate it. Why did you say such nasty things when you returned to the inn?  , What intentions do you have for you? Don't you want to know how I comprehend my swordsmanship, Ye Futian taught it."

    Everyone's eyes were fixed there, Ruoyu understood the stone wall swordsmanship, was it taught by Ye Futian?  How can this be.

    "Are you kidding?" Ruo Qiu said coldly.

    "Do you think I'm joking?" Ruoyu said coldly, Ruoqiu and the others had weird eyes, Ye Futian, teach Ruoyu the stone wall sword technique?

    "What you said is true?" Yun Qianmo stepped forward, stood in the void, and said with her beautiful eyes looking down.

    "It's absolutely true, otherwise how could I comprehend the stone wall swordsmanship." Ruoyu looked at Yun Qianmo and said, "Senior Sister Yun, this matter is all my sister's fault, Ye Futian has never been sorry for us, Senior Sister Yun  Tell Senior Brother Yan and the others to stop."

    Yun Qianmo looked at Ye Futian with beautiful eyes, and saw Ye Futian standing there calmly, as if feeling her gaze, looking up at her.

    "Is it the sound of the piano?" Yun Qianmo looked at Ye Futian, and vaguely guessed that the sound of the piano before was a bit unusual.

    "You want to learn?" Ye Futian looked at Yun Qianmo with a smile.

    Yun Qianmo stared at the other party and said, "If you are willing, you will be Yu Jianzong's friend. In Qianmeng City, Yu Jianzong will protect your safety."

    If you become friends, today's affairs will naturally be forgotten. There is no need to say much about this.

    Ye Futian looked up at Yun Qianmo's face, which was very beautiful, with a bit of aloofness and coldness. As the head disciple of Yujianzong, she was naturally qualified to say this.

    "I want to learn, okay." Ye Futian smiled, and then he lifted his footsteps and walked towards the Qinyin stone wall near the sea. Ye Wuchen, Lin Yueyao and others followed his footsteps.

    The piano stone wall is at the highest position, Ye Futian sits cross-legged, the soul of the piano is released, the strings are plucked with ten fingers, and the piano sounds immediately, and the artistic conception is born.

    Later, on the stone wall of the piano sound, there seemed to be a wonderful artistic conception force, which seemed to resonate with Ye Futian's piano sound.

    On the Cangshan Mountain, a figure in white is playing the qin, the sword is born, the bird appears, and the turbulent waves hit the shore. When this artistic conception descends, the surrounding stone walls seem to resonate with the sound of the qin.

    On the stone wall of the sword, the sword intent followed the sound of the piano, heading towards Yan Lu, and instantly penetrated into Yan Lu's eardrum.

    At this moment, Yan Lu only felt that he was in that wonderful artistic conception. He saw the sword, the sword in the artistic conception of Shibi.

    The sword turns thousands of silk rains and cuts everything.

    "No" All of a sudden, everyone only heard Yan Lu roar, and everyone's heart trembled, and their eyes turned to Yan Lu.

    The next moment, a shocking scene appeared, and everyone could only feel Yan Lu's body whirling up, sword qi crisscrossing, and madness blooming from his body.

    However, at this moment, there seems to be an endless rain of sword intent around his body, the sound of tearing is heard continuously, the clothes on his body are constantly shattered, bloodstains appear on the body, and even his neck  A bloodstain appeared.

    With a scream, Yan Lu's body fell to the ground, his wrist holding the sword was dripping with blood.

    His body was trembling unceasingly, his eyes were filled with fear, the artistic conception in his mind, the endless rain of sword intent, would drown his whole body, and that sword intent turned into a real sword, could not at all  Can't stop.

    Everyone showed a look of horror, and looked towards the stone wall of the sword. At this moment? Such a beauty, willing to follow, Ye Futian, what is plotting against her?  She has something worthy of Ye Futian's plan.

    Now I think of it, their so-called scheming is just the heart of a villain.

    She originally had the opportunity to obtain the Cangshan ruins, fully comprehended them, and even had the opportunity to practice with Ye Futian.

    She looked around the ruins. Many figures wanted to learn, but no one dared to act rashly. A person in the realm of glory played the piano alone, but shocked everyone.

    "What conditions do you want?" Yun Qianmo said suddenly.

    Ye Futian who was playing the piano looked up, smiled at Yun Qianmo, and said: "Before you gave me a choice, then I will also give you a choice. I am not familiar with the ancient world, and I lack a maid. I can consider you."

    After Ye Futian finished speaking, the beautiful eyes of Yun Qianmo, Ruoqiu and others froze, and the others looked at Ye Futian speechlessly.

    Let Yu Jianzong's head disciple, Yun Qianmo, the proud daughter of heaven, be his maid?

    ps: Looking for a ticket
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