In an instant, the sea resonated with the heavens and the earth, and the rumbling sound was like a yellow bell and a big lu, fitting for this passionate and sonorous whistle.

The body of Hua Qingyu on Yaksha's shoulders shook slightly, and her long silver hair and cyan clothes rolled backwards in unison, as if there were thousands of troops swallowing mountains and rivers in front of her, overwhelmingly surging towards her.

Her soul-stirring singing voice was instantly hoarse, almost completely drowned out by the majestic whistling sound that swept in.

Hua Qingyu's heart couldn't help but be awe-inspired, she didn't expect that this demon boy's skills were so profound, and she was so merry that she could not win.

What's even more tricky is that this young man doesn't know what kind of demon magic skills he has performed, and the sound of the whistle is as grand as the sun shining, just restraining himself from this "Tragic Song of All Souls", which is known for its feminine and treacherous, and the two are in contact, such as the spring sun turning into snow makes her not only futile, but faintly afraid of being made by it.

But if the other party is a well-known grandmaster Qisu, it's just a milky calf, which teaches her how Hua Qingyu can afford to lose this face and swallow this breath!

Suddenly, her singing voice turned sharply and poignant, like a sharp-edged quenched dagger out of its bloodthirsty sheath, and countless invisible sound waves gathered into bundles and stabbed straight at Ji Chengqing.

Ji Chengche was keenly aware of the changes in Hua Qingyu's singing, but let her have a thousand magical powers, I only broke it with one method.

His whistling voice is more majestic and generous, in a trance, the blue sea and blue sky, the golden iron horse, such as Kunpeng spreading its wings and hanging the clouds for 90,000 miles, waving the brilliant Ge in the dignified array, and the stone breaking the sky is shocking and rushing to the bullfight.

"Boom--" The sea surface seemed to be boiling, and a puff of silver waves roared and rushed out of thin air, and countless eddies swirled and roared one after another, startling the fish in the sea to flee for their lives, and even the whale sharks that inhabited the deep sea were panicked all day long, scurrying around like headless flies.

No matter if any of them is a little negligent or weak, they are shaken by the other party's sound skills, and they will vomit blood and retreat and be greatly injured, and the soul will be scattered like an idiot, and the danger is still a hundred times better than a short handover.

Hua Qingyu has increased her skill to eighty percent, and seeing that she still can't take advantage of the slightest, she can't help frowning slightly.

Listening to Ji's clear whistling voice, which was strong and powerful, and showed no signs of exhaustion, she couldn't help but secretly admire this demon boy, but there was a difference between friend and foe, and she couldn't show mercy to her subordinates.

Seeing Ji Chengche driving the Snow Luo Shark Jin Cheng to kill himself with a high song, Hua Qingyu's sleeves trembled suddenly, and two black long whips shot out from it, coiling in the air like vines, and changing in thousands of ways, conjuring up layers of bewitching light and shadow.

"Hmmm-" Like the phoenix nirvana reborn in the fire, thousands of black cherry blossoms flew in the light and shadow, each of which seemed to be the size of a bowl and was charming and charming, and the soul was seductive and infinitely killed.

It's a pity that she met Ji Chengche tonight, who has been forced by the witch saint Tang Yu to memorize the "One Hundred Thousand Witch Classics" since he was eight years old.

This style of "Thousand Sakura Dance" may be unpredictable for others, but Ji Chengche recognized its origin at a glance.

At that moment, he didn't want to jump up, and the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife criticized the Void Middle Palace and went straight forward, completely ignoring the black cherry blossoms that attacked from the sky, and even ignoring the various false moves of the two secret moon black cherry whips, the blade light was as bright as the sun, and slashed straight at Hua Qingyu's chest.

Hua Qingyu sighed in a low voice, she didn't expect Ji Chengche to be so powerful, and the seemingly simple and rough knife hit the biggest weakness of this "Thousand Cherry Blossom Dance".

On the surface, she can still choose to fight and lose, but in fact, there is only one way to retreat.

The so-called wounding his ten fingers is better than cutting off one of his fingers, although his own thousand cherry blossom dance can beat Ji Chengche all over his body and bruises thousands of holes, but it may not be able to kill him with one blow;

Hua Qingyu has always cherished feathers, and she is unwilling to gamble her life for a demon boy of unknown origin.

"Ho-" The green-faced fanged Yaksha below moved when he heard the sound, and his tower-like body was pulled up from the sea, and two fists comparable to copper tripods clenched the three flame forks, provoking a string of blue yin fire that danced like a spiritual snake and stabbed at Ji Chengqing.

The blades of the three flame forks were each more than three feet long, and the halberd was open enough to cover Zhang Xu Fangyuan, and the round and thick fork rod was like the trunk of a century-old giant tree.

Ji Chengche was not afraid, and the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife slashed down and landed on the left fork blade.

With the crisp sound of "ding", the fork blade was cut off by the Fetal Yuan God Knife, and the blade swept without the slightest pause, Ji Chengche turned his wrist like a flowing cloud, and wiped it straight along the fork rod to the lower abdomen of the Yaksha.

The yaksha roared angrily, and the three flame forks held the fetal Yuan Shen Knife and pushed it out, thinking that even if he couldn't shake Ji Chengche to the point of stumbling and vomiting blood, at least he could teach his arm to be numb and the offensive faded.

Unexpectedly, the Fetal Yuan Shen Knife did not move at all, and the huge force launched by his arms seemed to hit Taiyue Mountain head-on, and the shock made his body shake and roar.

"Huh!" Hua Qingyu saw that Yaksha couldn't stop Ji Chengqing, and immediately brandished the Secret Moon Black Sakura Whip to attack Ji Chengqing.

Ji Chengqing has no fear of one enemy and two enemies, and the knife rolls up and down vertically and horizontally, attacking and attacking without retreating.

Hua Qingyu became more and more surprised, her cultivation can be called the leader of the East China Sea Yu Clan, even among the six great Kou, although the Yaksha under her command is only a kraken, but she also has a thousand years of Taoism, and she is the protector of the Zhenhai Sect, and her combat power is no less than that of any Yuan Realm powerhouse.

In this way, one person and one demon joined forces, and almost used all their strength, almost burning the true yuan to sacrifice the yuan infant to fight to death, and he couldn't pick up this demon boy after fighting for a long time, and it was unbelievable to teach people to be honest.

What surprised Hua Qingyu even more was that Ji Chengche was obviously fifteen or sixteen years old, but he seemed to have lived for one hundred and eighty years, not only did he have a youthful and experienced gaze, but he also expected the enemy to make a move first, without the immaturity of a young man.

He tried many times to sell flaws to lure the young man into the hub, but he easily saw through them, and even pushed the boat down the river, almost causing her to suffer a big loss.

Seeing that a plan could not be achieved, Hua Qingyu used another plan, and deliberately performed all kinds of sinister and strange moves, wanting to teach Ji Chengqing to be in a hurry at the end. Who knows that the other party knows more moves than himself, and one move and one style can be easily fused into one furnace, which is all-encompassing and wonderful.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought fiercely for more than 50 rounds, and it was difficult to solve the problem, Ji Chengqing's skills were long and undefeated, and the sword was like thunder, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

Not to be outdone, Hua Qingyu attacked three times in a row, and suddenly asked, "Childe's surname is Ji?"

Ji Chengche was stunned and replied, "So what?"

Hua Qingyu's figure suddenly flashed out of the circle, and the two secret moon black cherry blossoms disappeared into their sleeves, and said, "I won't fight with you!"

Ji Chengche retracted his knife, but he did not relax his vigilance, his eyes were blazing, and Hua Qing said, "Why don't you fight?" If you want to talk to me about any conditions, it's best to avoid talking about it." ”

Hua Qingyu sighed: "My old man is tired, don't you be allowed to rest?" Besides, who doesn't know that your backstage backer is Ji Tianquan, who is afraid of ghosts and ghosts, if you accidentally hurt a single hair of Your Highness, I am afraid that people will die and have no place to bury." ”

This was half-true, Ji Chengche couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Huaqingyu gourd for a while, so he simply ignored it and said: "So you and I don't have to pass, there will be a period after the mountains and rivers are long." ”

Hua Qingyu smiled, her fierce aura was gone, and she asked, "Your Highness is planning to go to the Floating Island?"

Ji Chengche was silent, quietly looking at Hua Qingyu, taking the opportunity to breathe luck and restore his strength.

Hua Qing said: "Your Highness had better listen to my advice, don't pay attention to the affairs of the East China Sea, and return to Middle-earth as soon as possible is the right way." ”

Ji Chengche smiled and said, "What, you can't be soft if you are hard?"

Hua Qingyu's laughter was as crisp and refreshing as a silver bell, and it was like two people before.

"How can it be, Your Highness is not a soft persimmon, how can you let people pinch it casually? I just heard that not long ago, the Heavenly Taoist Sect was completely overwhelmed by you, and the methods are good and admirable! It's just that the current situation in the East China Sea is not as good as that of the Tiandu City, so I'm afraid that Your Highness doesn't know, in case there is a mistake, you are a noble of the Heavenly Family, can you commit suicide for the sake of a foreign race?"

Ji Chengche shook his head and said, "I don't understand your words, His Royal Highness came to the East China Sea just to relax, how can he die by himself?"

Hua Qingyu sighed faintly: "Your Highness, I am sincerely concerned about your safety. If you don't listen to the advice and insist on going to the floating island, I'm afraid you will be more than lucky. ”

She floated down to Yaksha's shoulder, glanced at Ji Chengche again, and said, "It's too late for you to retreat now, and you will move forward another thirty miles...... It's a desperate situation! That's it, Your Highness cherishes it. ”

With that, she tapped the Yaksha shoulder with her toes. Yaksha let out a low roar, and the three flame forks split the tide of the sea, carrying the blue language path away.

Ji Chengche didn't expect Hua Qingyu to really not fight with him, he looked free and said that he would leave, and he couldn't help but feel slightly stunned, and faintly felt that something was wrong.

But no matter what, he had to rush to the floating island, if nothing else, Tang Xueluo was still in Tianlu.

His body fell to the Snow Shark Jin Cheng in a flash, and he suddenly felt a burst of irritability in his heart, knowing that it was Fang Cai and Hua Qingyu who had a vicious fight, and the power was violently consumed, and the dragon's breath gradually began to run wild.

He gazed to clear his mind, took a snow crystal bead in his mouth, and after the restlessness and boredom in his heart slowly disappeared, he urged the snow shark to go in the direction of the floating island.

In a moment, Ji Chengqing saw a lonely island in the dark night ahead of him suddenly rising from the sea, standing silently among the stormy waves.

The cliffs on the island are more than 100 feet high, and the two big characters of the knife and axe can be seen through the moonlight and shadow-"Naihe".

From here, more than 100 miles to the southwest, 1148 (83 Chinese Net.)