Ji Ziyu was fascinated by the sidelines, and saw that the two of them were attacking and defending, and each move was exquisite and exquisite. But with completely different styles of the two countries, Jingtai is fierce and pragmatic, and the moves are all towards the key points, and the little boy is virtual and real, freehand and swaying. Although they are only two unknown late-born descendants, they faintly seem to be the struggle of two thousand-year-old powers, and their fate is entangled.

At this time, the two of them suddenly parted and retreated, and fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads. Jingtai glanced back at Zheng Jiancheng and saw that he made a gesture of cutting his palm, and the killing intent in his heart rose sharply, his hands and feet were chaotic, his body was dancing wildly, and his mouth was chattering endlessly. After a while, the bun band suddenly shot out, making a sharp sound of breaking the air, bending in an instant, circling, and swelling several times more than once, and the tail of the bun suddenly lit up with two faint blue lights, and a red snake letter sprang out, hissing endlessly. In an instant, the headband had become a giant python several feet long and half a foot wide.

Xiao Yi was taken aback, and his vision seemed to be familiar. Before thinking about it, the giant python had rolled up and ejected, opened its bloody mouth, and bit down at the child, and a pair of dark green snake eyes revealed a murderous gaze, as if it had encountered food.

Wu Zhiqi sighed, quite surprised, he didn't expect Jing Yuan to love this kid so much, and he actually gave him the "Zhu Python Cloud Belt" when he became famous. At the moment, he said loudly: "Xiaotong, since Jing Xian's nephew has already revealed his exclusive mastery, you can't be careless." ”

When the boy first saw him behaving strangely, he wondered if he was going to perform witchcraft. At the moment, take up the water and be on guard. When the giant python pounced, four palms of both hands hit the snake's brain with a "bang", although it did not cause some damage, but it finally blocked the attack of Zhu Python, and he also took advantage of a little gap and retreated sharply, not doing any fighting.

Jing Tai sat cross-legged on the side, his hair was scattered, his face was pale, and as his hands bounced with his fingers, Zhu Python's huge body swooped and swooped, pressing step by step.

The child moved left and right, and Zhu Mang followed him like a shadow. But no matter what, jump in and out. tried his best, but he couldn't escape from the shroud of Zhu Python. The danger of being forced for a while is full of danger and thrilling.

The "Zhujuan Python" was originally a fierce beast of the southern wilderness barbarians, which poisoned the southern part of the Chu State for more than 30 years. Later, he was subdued by the sixth son of Chu at that time, that is, the current Chu Bo Xiong Zhi fought for three days and nights, and he himself also registered as the crown prince by virtue of "subduing the giant python".

Xiong Zhi burned the body of the giant python with Xuanhuo, and took its seven-inch scale skin to make the "Zhu Python Cloud Belt". In the following years, Xiong Zhi gave it to his favorite vassal Jing Yuan, but Jing Yuan did not expect that Jing Yuan would pass on such violent witchcraft to his only son Jing Tai.

Although Jingtai knows that the "Zhu Python Cloud Belt" is infinitely powerful, he has never really used it against the enemy. The power is monstrous. There was also a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was proud in his heart.

Suddenly heard the little boy roaring, Jingtai's face turned purple, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, the three people in the next seat were taken aback, and looked back, only to see countless bright red ice chips "Booming" into Zhu Python's body. Zhu Python's huge body was like a heavy blow, and the pain hiss lingered.

It turned out that although the child was responsible for the water avoidance method, after all, he was young and shallow, and could not reach the "waterless" realm of gathering gas and turning water, and under the critical situation, he had to pull the essence and blood in his body to turn into ice, and cast the "water sword" that was unrivaled by the water avoidance sword. Although Jingtai vomited blood and was defeated, he finally couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground unconscious.

Zheng Jiancheng saw that Jingtai vomited blood and was defeated, and he was shocked, if the young master made a slight mistake, he was afraid that he would die and would not be able to redeem him, so he hurriedly rushed forward to save people.

Suddenly, an invisible force pressed around him, Zheng Jiancheng couldn't move at all, only to hear Wu Zhiqi laugh and say: "There are two rounds of competition now, it's better to play one game while the iron is hot." The old man has a song that I want you to enjoy. Yu Xiao lips and swallows and blows.

As soon as Ji Ziyufu heard the music, his chest was choked and he was depressed. I only felt that the sound of Xiao was like the blue sea tide slowly advancing, pulling the heartstrings, and after a while, it was like a steep wall waterfall, a dangerous shoal rapids, deafening. Knowing that this song is not trivial, if you are not careful, it will be difficult to recover, so quickly put aside your thoughts, gather strength to resist,

Zheng Jiancheng was worried about Jingtai's injury, and his heart was already panicked. Under Xiao Qu, it is even more decadent and difficult to support for a long time. Suddenly glanced at Jingtai and the little boy who were unconscious on the ground, and saw that the white qi was billowing above the heads of the two, and the clouds were steaming, obviously there was pure true qi to heal the two of them. I thought to myself: "What a witch old monster, he really has clever means, Xiao Qu is a murder song for ordinary people, and it is a life-saving song for those who are injured internally." "Worry is eliminated, and now immediately put aside the worry and calm the mind, and resist the sound of depression.

Xiao Yi has almost no foundation in martial arts, so he is naturally not affected by Xiao Qu's true qi. But for a year of empty valley life, I often studied music and rhythm by the side of Sister Yaoji, and orchestrated silk bamboo. It's also a small success. At this moment, I listened to Wu Zhiqi's desolate and sorrowful voice of the cave flute, and I couldn't help but think that Sister Yaoji was still unconscious, knowing life and death, and she was already extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

Sadness came from the heart, and Xiao Yi casually picked up a pale yellow ginkgo biloba leaf on the ground and attached it to his lips, whimpering and blowing: Zhu Tian Baojue, Feiqiong in the sky, farewell to spring in the world. Jiangnan and Jiangbei, have not seen, diffuse pear clouds and plum snow. Huaishan Spring Festival Gala, ask who knows, the heart is noble? The golden pot is cut to Qiongzhi, and the red dust is ridden, and the fragrance is Yaoque. Shaohua is just right, should be happy, the first chaos Yao Chi bee butterfly. The sun and the moon are old, thinking about old things, and flowers can be said. Remember the young man's dream of the Milky Way, and the bird's bridge is bright.

A song is about to end, and Xiao Yi's tune is repeatedly played "The sun and the moon are old, thinking about old things, the flowers can say, remembering the young man's dream of the Milky Way, and the bright moon on the Yanque Bridge." "It's been a long time, it's quiet and tactful.

Rao is a person like Wu Zhiqi who has been immersed in the cave flute for decades, and he was also suffocated by Xiao Yi's song "Yao Song", and the tune changed tone. Later, he unconsciously followed the rhythm of the small B syllables and played in a low voice.

Originally, Ji Ziyu and Zheng Jiancheng had been pressed by Xiao Sheng into a cold sweat, and their hearts were like a demon. But suddenly I heard Xiao Sheng's tone change, and his true anger disappeared, but the sadness of Xiao Ye's ensemble seemed to be a hundred times more uncomfortable than just now, and his heart was full of a sense of loss for no reason.

After a long time, Wu Zhiqi pressed the Yuxiao in his hand and said with a smile: "Such a song, it is difficult to have a second in the world, the little old man is fortunate to be able to listen today, he has no regrets in his life, this game is won by the little brother, and the old man admires and admires." Originally, they still wanted to help each other with favoritism, but in the end, they were all superior in their own skills, and they also added a sense of affection to these two young people in their hearts.

Xiao Xiao fell, Jingtai and Xiaotong also woke up slowly, and their internal injuries were all healed. Jingtai walked to Zheng Jiancheng's side quite impatiently and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Ming, did we win?" Zheng Jiancheng sighed, knowing that Wu Zhiqi had no intention of borrowing from him, and it would be in vain to bother him more. He bowed and said, "Witch Cave Master, since this is the case, then we will leave." With that, he turned around and left.