Situ Jin took out the green ghost flute, nodded to Yang Ming, and said, "Yang Xian's nephew, please." ”

Yang Ming bowed, "Please take care of Uncle Situ, don't be too embarrassed little nephew." Then he sat down cross-legged, with one hand on his chest to help him settle down, and the other hand held a bamboo stick, and slowly closed his eyes.

Situ Jin smiled slightly, "Be careful!"

Pursed his lips on the flute, he whined and blew out a soft sound, which turned into a tangible wave, and flew quickly to the incense inserted on the ground several feet away, and the result was in the middle of the incense head, and the flame was ignited with a pop.

Several ancestors quietly discussed on the side: "This hand is really powerful when it condenses into a knife!"

Shi Dong listened and secretly admired, he knew how pure the breath was this blow, and it could be compressed into a substance like a knife, so that the incense could be ignited at high temperature and high speed, and it would not interrupt the soft incense, this kind of precision and strength was really rare.

Situ Jin's shot showed his profound skills, causing everyone to nod their heads in appreciation, even Yin Lao Mo nodded secretly, and had to admire.

Next, Situ Jin's slender fingers danced on the green ghost flute, blowing out a rapid beating note, lingering and compassionate, just like a long-sleeved flying maid dancing and jumping, it sounded like a poignant sadness in people's hearts, and tears were almost about to flow.

Shi Dong secretly screamed badly, which means that the master has begun to urge the divine thoughts, integrated into the notes to launch an attack, if he does not resist, he will soon be confused, dancing with him, so he hurriedly sat down cross-legged, pinched a mantra in his hand, and silently used the mixed yuan spirit magic skill to resist, so that his heart was really cool. I don't feel bad anymore.

I saw Yang Ming gasping violently in his chest a few times. The complexion is slightly red. He was in the middle of Xiao Sheng's attack range, naturally ten times stronger than Shi Dong's induction, he used all his strength to use the blood demon skill to resist, steaming blood-colored flames came out of his body, and at the same time he concentrated on the change of beat, and the bamboo stick in his right hand fell at the right time, hitting the beat one by one.

In a few moments, he had hit more than a dozen beats. There is no mistake or omission, Yin Lao Demon's face is happy, and he is very satisfied with the performance of his beloved disciple, judging from this performance, if he insists on most of the moment of burning incense, it will be done.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Shi Dong with his eyes, and saw that this kid's face was blank, and his eyes looked straight at Yang Ming, not knowing what he was thinking?

Old Demon Yin sneered. Looking at this stone-moving stupidity, it is obvious that I don't know how to deal with this kind of test. Hmph! Is it so simple to listen to the music and beat it? On the one hand, we must hold on to the oneness and not lose our heart, and at the same time, we must also pay attention to the change of the beat, and hit the beat at once. This is a method that requires two uses, otherwise you will either be confused by the music and your mind will be confused, or you will not be able to play the beat well and miss the change of the beat.

He knew that Yang Ming had been practicing the Ten Directions Crying with him for a while, and although he couldn't play it yet, this was basically a two-hearted beat, but he didn't practice a lot, so he was so sure he was so victorious.

What Old Demon Yin didn't know was that at this time, Shi Dong had already entered a state of almost out-of-body soul, when he first practiced the Yin and Yang Double Evil Array, he had already mastered the method of using one heart and two purposes, and he was able to control the operation of spiritual energy and demonic energy in his body respectively, which was much more difficult than Yang Ming's beating.

Therefore, as soon as he listened to the music played by his master, he unconsciously took the Xuanyin True Fire in his mind and turned out of his mind with his soul, turning into a virtual villain, watching the battle with his cheeks on the side.

In this way, the stone body has no soul to reside, which is equivalent to the body without the original mind, but the real soul is paying attention to the battle situation, which is also the highest state of single-mindedness, which is the highest state of single-mindedness and dual-purpose - the body has no original mind and is single-mindedly focused.

In this way, he could see it clearly, only to see Xiao Sheng turned into a plain girl in palace clothes, wearing tulle and ribbons flying, dancing up and down around Yang Ming's body, constantly tempting and teasing him.

The bamboo stick in Yang Ming's hand kept knocking, used to resist the approach of the palace dress, blocking it a foot around his body.

Sometimes the plain girl in the palace dress smiled and kissed, the bamboo stick was erected in front of her, and the plain girl in the palace costume retreated sharply; sometimes she opened her arms to hug it, and the bamboo stick was horizontal in front of her, blocking her posture.

The palace dress girl danced faster and faster, and her whole body seemed to turn into a whirlwind, constantly circling around Yang Ming, Yang Ming was sweating profusely, and the blood mist was steaming, and she waved the bamboo stick in her hand hard, and she gradually felt overwhelmed.

Shi Dong frowned secretly when he looked at it from the side, and said in his heart: "This is not good, if you blindly defend, you will not be able to resist it after all, will I have to parry it in this way later? I think that Yin Old Demon's Zheng Yin attack is sonorous and powerful, and with my skill to resist, how long can I block it? No, I have to think of a way!"

For a while, he thought about it, and then he fell into a stunned look in the eyes of Old Demon Yin.

A stick of incense burned most of it, Yang Ming was sweating profusely, and the pressure on the bamboo stick in his hand was getting stronger and stronger, and he could hardly lift it, but he was still gritting his teeth to support it.

The corners of Yin Laomo's mouth smiled, seeing that his beloved disciple could hold out until now, it was beyond his expectations, and then seeing that Shi Dong still looked stupid, he had already decided that his side had won in his heart.

"Hmph! Situ Jin is nothing more than that!" he sneered.

Situ Jin glanced at Shi Dong at this time, looking thoughtful, and suddenly the sound of the flute suddenly rose from rapid and joyful jumping, higher and higher, jumping several syllables in a row, almost piercing the sky, the sound became sharp and thin, almost inaudible.

"Not good!" Old Demon Yin suddenly changed color, he knew that this was the other party's going to use the Yin Sting stunt, and he was trying to make Yang Ming admit defeat so as not to be hurt.

Yang Ming had already reached the extreme, and he felt that his whole body was wrapped in dense and heavy pressure, almost overwhelming him, and suddenly the pressure was loosened, and the sound of the flute became shrill and inaudible, just like the plain girl in palace clothes suddenly dodged and withdrew, and a figure flew towards the sky.

He listened carefully, trying to carefully identify the beat of the flute, but he knew that this was where Situ Jin was powerful, so while he was distracted from listening, he suddenly blew up, and with a poof, he made a dumb sound, and a tangible, yin thorn mixed with this dumb sound, and flew towards the door in front of him.

"Be careful!" Old Demon Yin shouted, his fingers raised, and he was about to send out a bloody flame to resist.

Who knew that Situ Jin accepted the green ghost flute, looked up and laughed, and saw Yang Ming's face red as blood, puffing up the bloody qi of his whole body to resist, who knew that the yin sting dissipated with a bang when it flew in front of him, but it was a false move.

This is like Yang Ming picked up a sledgehammer to smash an object, but the object disappeared suddenly, and his sledgehammer swept into the air, naturally flashing his own waist, which was equivalent to the power of the sledgehammer all smashed on himself.

Wow, Yang Ming spit out a mouthful of blood, he was already seriously injured, the dumb voice couldn't resist, it got into his mind, he saw him slightly stunned, and then jumped up and danced wildly, his face showed a confused and fanatical color, and he fell to the ground after dancing a few times, fainting.

He had already lost this match.

"Yang Xian's nephew knocked a total of 188 beats right, and insisted on most of the incense, which is really rare. Pi Lao Zu smiled.

Old Demon Yin had a gloomy face, and with a wave of the sleeves of his robe, he took Yang Ming in front of him, and after a careful inspection, he saw that his beloved disciple had already lost his mind, and couldn't help but be angry, and shouted to Situ Jin: "Situ Xiao'er, you are so despicable!

Situ Jin laughed, "Are you mistaken? Did my sinister thorn stab your beloved disciple?"

"This ......"

"Haha, I just dangled a shot, blame only your lover for trying to resist, but as a result, I was really angry and hurt myself, how can I blame me?"

Yin Lao Mo was speechless for a while, his face turned red with anger, but he couldn't find any fault, who made the other party scheming, first played it in a seemingly normal way, and saw that he had insisted on most of the incense, and suddenly changed his trick to hurt his beloved disciple in such an unexpected way.

Not to mention Yang Ming, even he himself mistakenly thought that Situ Jin was going to kill the killer at that time, and he was almost about to resist, such a scheming plan really made him have nothing to say!

At this time, Hua Yue Baijiao smiled and said: "Senior Brother Situ is really a good means, winning like this has opened the eyes of the little sister." Senior Brother in charge, don't be angry, Senior Brother Situ really didn't foul the game, and he won cleanly and beautifully, you better hurry up and take the test for Shi Dong! Maybe you can turn defeat into victory!" she said that she blinked her long eyelashes playfully, looking like she was speaking for Situ Jin.

On the side, Lei Lao Zu and Pi Lao Zu also praised one after another, saying that Situ Jin was beautiful, and he made Yin Lao Mo so angry that his beard was up, and he glanced at Shi Dong with a cruel look, but when he saw that this kid was still stupid, he couldn't help but turn his anger into joy.

He hurriedly said: "Since the master of the Situ Sect won the first game, then I have nothing to say, and then I will assess your beloved apprentice, Shi Dong, are you ready?"

Shi Dong was smart, suddenly came to his senses, and nodded to him subconsciously.

Old Demon Yin was overjoyed, and said secretly: "Stinky boy, I will treat others in the way of others, see if I don't make you a delirium, I won't call Old Demon Yin!"

Immediately set up the skeleton kite, and said to the stone in a fake way: "Virtuous nephew, you have to be careful." Without waiting for Shi Dong to reply, his fingers plucked the strings of the zither that had been continued.

Shi Dong looked up to the sky, his eyes were stunned as if he was thinking about something, his right hand raised the bamboo stick high, and several beats slid past, and he didn't hit a single shot.

Pi Lao Zu and Lei Lao Zu glanced at each other, their faces surprised.

When Yin Lao Mo saw him like this, he was overjoyed, and said in his heart that this stinky boy turned out to be an embroidered pillow and straw wrapped in his belly, and he couldn't even beat it, so he hurriedly played the strings, wanting to miss some more beats, so that Shi Dong could not catch up. (To be continued......)