Chapter 59 Buho Ittai

Ye Futian's voice fell, and the smiles in the eyes of everyone at the banquet froze instantly.

Just before, Zhou Mu, a disciple of the Holy Painting, shot and broke the qin.

However, before they had time to speak, Ye Futian said a word, which made them swallow the words that were on their lips.

The piano sound spell is only his weakest link?

It's not that they haven't seen people who are arrogant and arrogant, but it is unheard of to be so arrogant, it can even be said to be shameless.

Ye Futian defeated the two young geniuses in a row with piano music, so that others dared not play, but now he says, this is his weakest? So, what are those two defeated people? What are the teenagers who are there?

Qin Du is still arrogant and arrogant to such a degree that it is smashed, is this even a face?

Even those big figures were stunned for a while, did this guy really just smash the guqin by Zhou Mu?

This is simply unbearable.

"Qin is broken, yet you dare to be so arrogant. I want to see how strong you are without Qin." Xu Qing, who failed to take action before, still wants to fight again. He has always been fond of the previous battle, extremely Unhappy, his dual-attribute four-star Glory Mage didn't even have a chance to make a move, so he lost so inexplicably, one 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 flashing around Xu Qing's body, with a strong fighting intent in his eyes. In his opinion, if it wasn't because of the influence of the musical sound spell, the mental power could not be released. Spell, how could he be so humiliated and defeated.

"Thunder spell, a thousand thunders." Everyone saw the endless thunder light gathered around Xu Qing's body, like a young thunder god, the light of lightning pierced the eyes, and the endless thunder gathered towards Xu Qing's outstretched palm. Terrible power.

Ye Futian was a little helpless. He also stretched out his hand. In an instant, the thunder force ran wild and gathered crazily toward his palm. In just a moment, with his palm as the center, it seemed that there was an extremely terrifying electric current swimming in his palm.

"Me too." Ye Futian's voice was calm, and the faces of everyone instantly became extraordinarily wonderful. Ye Futian was in the three-star glory realm, but the thunder power gathered in his palm was not inferior to Xu Qing. The light of lightning seems to be more arbitrary, and Ye Futian's control over spells seems to be stronger.

Xu Qing looked embarrassed, Ye Futian fought him with the same spell, did he deliberately want to humiliate him?

"Go." An icy voice came out, the spell was released, and the endless thunder turned into an incomparably bright lightning, trying to pierce everything. At the moment when the thousand thunder was released, there was a terrifying fire attribute aura around his body, ready to continue. Unleash spells.

But at this moment, Ye Futian's body flashed, and he ran towards him with a thunderbolt. At the moment when the spell was about to come, his palm stretched forward. The same spell, Ye Futian directly released the light of thunder. Submerging everything, I saw a figure bathed in thunder light directly penetrated the spell and continued to move forward. The next moment, Xu Qing's body stiffened 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 the endless light of thunder enveloped him. As long as Ye Futian released the gathered spells, it would directly penetrate his fragile body as a mage.

"Satisfied?" The power of thunder in Ye Futian's hands dissipated, and he turned around and continued towards Zhou Mu, leaving Xu Qing with a blank expression.

Ye Futian walked calmly, and the eyes of everyone looking at him involuntarily became a little more dignified.

Without using the piano sound spell, attacking directly with the spell will also kill Xu Qing in an instant.

Is the piano sound spell really just his weakest link?

How powerful is this Qin Demon disciple?

Ye Futian walked across from Zhou Mu, stopped and said with a smile, "Ye Futian, Samsung Glory Realm, please enlighten me."

"This guy, on purpose." Everyone stared at Ye Futian, who didn't know that her three-star glory realm, and now such a formal self-report realm, was deliberately embarrassing Zhou Mu?

Zhou Mu ignored Ye Futian, and the spiritual energy around his body ran wild in an instant.

He raised his hand in the void and drew a single stroke. He drew a sword. The sword was straight and sharp. It was formed by the gathering of metallic spiritual energy.

"Zhou Mu has to be serious."

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

Zhou Mu's eyes flashed a sharp edge, and in an instant, the Jin Zhili sword burst out of the air and went straight to Ye Futian.

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

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

At the same time, another sword came flying, also drawn by Zhou Mu.

One stroke becomes a painting, and the sword is constantly born.

"Do you use spiritual power to control the sword?" Ye Futian secretly said in his heart that the summoner, like Master Qinyin, both belong to the spiritual system, and the spiritual power is very strong.

A terrifying metal storm erupted around Ye Futian's body. A golden barrier appeared around him, covering the whole body, as if the whole person was covered with a layer of golden armor. , but couldn't break it open, and in the end, it turned into a metallic aura and merged into the armor.

A painting made with a single stroke has limited spiritual energy, and its power is naturally not too strong.

However, this was not just a sword. Zhou Mu kept carving swords and shooting at Ye Futian. Around his body, a row of brilliant golden swords gathered, and then flew towards Ye Futian. This time, he did not attack. , but surrounded Ye Futian's body, as if looking for a gap to kill with one hit.

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, his body stepped forward, the wind enveloped his body, instantly breaking through the air, and heading towards Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu, a disciple of the painting saint, a spiritual summoner, and a multi-attribute mage, but it seems that there is no martial arts, weak points, and close combat.

The endless whistling swords all around seemed to have eyes, following Ye Futian's body, and several lightning-like golden swords slashed towards him across the space, but saw Ye Futian's body flickering continuously, avoiding every The attack of the sword approached Zhou Mu.

There was wind around Zhou Mu's body, wrapping around his body and retreating, it was a wind attribute spell.

His paintings followed him, Ye Futian continued to move forward, all those sharp swords attacked Ye Futian this time, blocking all routes.

This time, Ye Futian directly ignored the attack of the sharp sword and let it kill him to attack the golden protector. With the continuous attack of a sharp sword, the protector was broken, but Ye Futian seemed to appear on his body. A pair of golden wings directly wrapped around his body, blocking the remaining sharp sword, his body flickered continuously, and finally approached Zhou Mu.

But at the same time, Zhou Mu's painting was completed. It was a monster lion with wings, a burly body, and huge golden wings. No one had ever seen such a monster before, but the monster drawn by the summoner, It can be imagined by oneself, it does not need to exist in this world.

With a flick of its wings, the lion slaughtered directly at Ye Futian. Everyone felt their hearts tremble. Zhou Mu was too powerful. He could continue to draw summoned beasts, give life attacks, and paint them as he wanted. He is a multi-attribute summoner, and he has also practiced spells. It is extremely difficult to get close to him.

Ye Futian looked at the flying monster that was slaughtering towards him, and in an instant the dazzling golden light was released, and the soul of life appeared. The ghost of the golden-winged Dapeng bird appeared behind him, and it was unparalleled. Released, no need to hide.

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

This golden-winged Dapeng bird carries both wind and gold attributes, but Ye Futian is still a master of Qinyin. Could it be that this life soul also gave him spiritual attributes?

The endless golden wind dual-attribute storm converged on Ye Futian, as if to integrate martial arts into one, the next moment, Ye Futian's wings fluttered behind him, carrying the golden storm into the sky, and the speed was as fast as lightning, as if the wind was attached to it. of magic.

At this moment, Ye Futian looked like a golden-winged Dapeng bird, soaring in the sky, and instantly collided with the slaughtered demon lion, like the collision of two demon beasts, and disappeared in a flash.

Afterwards, everyone saw that the body of the golden-winged Dapeng bird directly penetrated the body of the demon lion, and the huge body of the summoned beast turned into endless spiritual energy.

Everyone felt their hearts trembling when they saw this scene. Qin Yinian, a multi-attribute mage, a martial arts practitioner, and a soul of life, Ye Futian seemed to be a perfect practitioner without any weaknesses. Spells are only his weakest link.

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

Lin Xiyue was also terrified to see that this handsome sunny young man who had seen him twice was so tyrannical.

Nandou Wenshan's heart was also quite uneasy. The disciples accepted by Qin Mo seemed to be more outstanding than the disciples of painting saints. With Ye Futian's tyranny at the moment, if it wasn't because of the gap between his realm and Zhou Mu, he might be able to make Zhou Mu Immediately drop off.

"Only this strength? It seems that you can't feel the advantages of your realm." Ye Futian smiled at Zhou Mu, Zhou Mu's expression was ashen, and his soul was also released. It was a vague figure with a pair of The incomparably monstrous eyes seemed to contain a terrifying spiritual storm.

This is a spiritual life soul, and Ye Futian feels that it is somewhat similar to his eye of the beast-controlling life soul storm.

Just as Ye Futian was about to end the battle, he suddenly felt an invisible spiritual force piercing his mind, as if to warn him of some sort.