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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 is too terrifying. Is it really something that a Dharma practitioner can 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 aura, 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 rhythmic 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, turn it into an artistic conception, and carry out will 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. Unknowingly, his voice gradually changed.Change.
Accompanied by Qian Shanmu's playing, his body seemed to have a little more sacred meaning, radiant, and even created a wonderful picture in the minds of many people, Qian Shanmu's body, faintly blooming with a thousand feet of light.
Later, phantoms appeared one after another, all of which were the figures of Qian Shanmu, appearing in that picture.
"Sacred music."
Among the people present, not many people have seen this song, but Hua Qingqing is obviously one of them. The sound of this song is a song of attack with a strong artistic conception.
In the rhythm contest with Ye Futian, Qian Shanmu actually played this piece.
In Hua Qingqing's consciousness, there is also a picture, the thousand mountains and evening lights are shining like a saint, his voice is like the words of a saint, and his palm is like the meaning of a saint, suddenly, there is The whistling sword and the surging beast appeared, heading towards Ye Futian.
At this time, Ye Futian felt the most intense artistic conception, because the sound of this song was aimed at attacking him.
He seemed to see Qian Shanmu turned into a saint, the light shrouded him, the words of the saint turned into sharp swords, and he came to kill him, and the meaning of the saint turned into real dragons, phoenixes, and kylins. May crash.
At this moment, countless people have misunderstood the illusion, Ye Futian is like a frail scholar, how can he fight against the saint?
One word can condemn him, one thought can kill him.
But the frail scholar was still playing quietly. Facing the storm, he composed the music quietly, playing his own movement.
Under the sound of his piano, the sharp sword dissipated and the attacking monsters were destroyed. No matter how fierce you come, I will still stand still.
From him, from Ye Futian's piano sound, everyone seemed to see a kind of strength of character.
Gradually, Ye Futian's piano sound seemed to become louder, but it was still steady, improving little by little, destroying the rhythmic attack on him, and at the same time, sticking to his heart and unshakable will.
Along with the sound of his piano penetrating the void, everyone faintly felt that the frail scholar seemed to be growing up, growing up in the storm, and scolding Fang Qiu with his scholarly spirit.
The princely will permeated his body, and Ye Futian's temperament became more and more outstanding, as if he had changed unconsciously, but he was always so firm.
An indomitable spirit gradually emerged from him. The frail scholar seemed to grow up under the baptism of the storm, and finally stood in the center of the stage, challenging the superior figure.
Some powerful characters are not completely affected by the artistic conception of the piano sound, but are still thinking. From Ye Futian's piano sound, they seem to have experienced the baptism and growth of life, and the piano sound is like a process, a process of growth, this kind of It feels amazing, yet so natural.
The sound of the piano is still becoming high-pitched and intense, until it wants to pierce the sky.
In the minds of the crowd, it seemed as if they saw a young man growing from a prince to an emperor, overcoming thorns and thorns, fearless of any danger, chaotic sky and earth, I hold the sky.
At this moment, the young man who was playing did not look like a weak scholar anymore. He had a straight back and a body like a dragon. There seemed to be a dragon chant in the sound of the piano, and the emperor's will spewed out, dominating the world.
The spiritual power that attacked Ye Futian was constantly being destroyed and shattered, and the increasingly high-pitched piano sound was like the emperor's cavalry. In that illusory picture, Qian Shanmu and Ye Futian confronted each other, like a confrontation between a saint and an emperor.
What is temperament, the real rhythm is to conform to the artistic conception and completely substitute people into the world of rhythm.
Qian Shanmu said that he doesn't understand the rhythm, and he is not as good as Qian Shanmu in terms of the method of killing and changing the rhythm.
However, in the past year, he has a deeper understanding of the rhythm, and in terms of artistic conception, he is confident that he can be invincible.
The qin sound made by the fusion of chaotic rivers and mountains and the world, matched with his innate will, how could he fail? He induced the emperor's formula to integrate into the qin sound, making the artistic conception stronger invisibly, and everyone would only think it was the qin sound The artistic conception brought by itself, would not have thought that it was the effect of exercises.
In the emptiness of the picture, there seemed to be two huge figures appearing, wanting to make the sky crawl under their feet.
The will of the two figures keeps getting stronger, but the figure of the saint has been like this from the beginning, while the figure of the emperor seems to be growing continuously, until, finally, it can break through the sky and take charge of the country.
The vast space is solidified. At this time, everyone can feel the artistic conception contained in the melody, and can feel the situation of confrontation.
Ye Futian actually used pure rhythm to counter Qianshanmu.
That figure is infinitely tall and straight at this moment, and accompanied by the sound of the piano that is still rising, the emperor's intention is still getting stronger.
Finally, with an invisible shock, the saint's body collapsed, and then Qian Shanmu felt an irresistible pressure 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, if you pass it, you don't understand the rhythm at all.
He doesn't know the rhythm, who knows
The s update is a bit late, sorry, I have notified you on the official account before, please follow me on WeChat search Jing Wuhen, if there is any situation, I will try my best to let you know??With an invisible shock, the saint's body collapsed, and then 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, if you pass it, you don't understand the rhythm at all.
He doesn't know the rhythm, who knows
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