After Ji Li saluted Nangong Muyang, he saluted Nangong Wan'er beside Nangong Muyang: "Ji Li has seen Miss Wan'er. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Nangong Wan'er's face flew a red glow, and she returned the salute, her heart like a deer.

Ji Li took a red ribbon and tied it around his arm, and hugged his fist to a well-proportioned young man about twenty-five years old in the center of the ring holding a black flute: "I have heard for a long time that Xiaoyao Island is a fairyland on earth, Ji has been yearning for a long time, but unfortunately he has not had that blessing so far, and it is also fate to meet Tong Gongzi here today!"

The boy on the stage is the third son of Tong Xiao, the owner of 'Xiaoyao Island', and this time he came with his uncle Tong Yao to celebrate Nangong Muyang's birthday, and by the way, he increased his knowledge.

The black flute in the child's hand is made of a thousand-year-old black bamboo unique to Xiaoyao Island, which is as black as ink, and ordinary swords are difficult to hurt in the slightest. Prior to this, Tong Xin had accepted the challenge of six people in a row, and all of them won easily, and the blood-fighting techniques he showed were uncertain, worthy of the word 'free'.

"I have heard the name of 'Running Thunder and a Knife' for a long time, and today I saw that it was really heroic, and it was even more fated to be able to perform on the same stage, so please ask Li Gongzi for more guidance!"

"Well, no matter whether you win or lose, how about everyone fight together tonight?" Ji Li pulled out the simple and black knife on his back, the handle of the knife was like a crouching tiger, "This knife is called 'Crouching Tiger', although it is not a treasure knife, but it is also extraordinary, please pay attention to Brother Tong!"

Tong Xin's face froze: "Thank you for the reminder!"

The two didn't talk more, Ji Li took the lead in attacking, and the knife was unremarkable, but the knife was vigorous, and the blood-fighting technique that the childlike heart had shown before was suitable for close combat, but at this time, Ji Li did not give him a chance to fight in close combat, and the knife was vertical and horizontal, and after ten moves, the childlike heart was faintly suppressed.

Suddenly, Ji Li's knife momentum changed, and the knife momentum was dense and undulating, just like the original downpour suddenly turned into a continuous drizzle, the momentum was not as big as before, but it was more delicate.

Everyone was stunned, and they didn't know why Ji Li did this, only Huang Bo, who was sitting quietly on the bamboo tower with a white head and neat and tidy, understood in his heart that Ji Li didn't want to take too much advantage of his childlike innocence on the blade, he wanted to win with skill. Although the ruler is short and long, Ji Li is such a frank person and doesn't want to do things against his will, perhaps this is the reason why he has been improving over the years.

Ji Li's knife momentum changed, the black flute in the hands of the childlike heart was flexible, pointing, hitting, smashing, picking, and smashing tricks were exquisite, and the big knife of the last Ji Li often had the effect of pulling out a thousand catties in four or two, however, after fifty moves, the childlike heart fell into an unfavorable situation again, and the face of an old man about fifty years old on the bamboo tower changed slightly, and he sighed secretly in his heart, the martial arts Sanxiu is worthy of its reputation, and the childlike heart is going to lose.

This old man is Tong Yao, the uncle of the childlike heart, he and the childlike father is his eldest brother Tong Xiao single-handedly created the 'Xiaoyao Island', settled overseas, has been decades so far, and has saved a lot of fame in the rivers and lakes, this time with the childlike heart to celebrate the birthday, I heard that Nangong Muyang held a martial arts competition for his granddaughter Nangong Wan'er, and he was overjoyed, he thought that he could take this opportunity to form a marriage with the Nangong family, but now it seems impossible.

After a few more moves, Tong Xin jumped out of the battle and arched his hand to Ji Li: "Ji Gongzi is excellent in martial arts, and Tong Xin admits defeat." ”

When Ji Li changed the knife posture, Tong Xin knew that the other party intended to let him, and now he was faintly suppressed by Ji Li, he understood that he was too different from Ji Li, and immediately surrendered to defeat.

"Hahaha, Ji Mousheng is a few years older, a little more brute force, Brother Tong doesn't need to be called by Gongzi, if you don't dislike it, how about you call each other brothers?" Ji Li patted Tongxin's shoulder and said, he had a good impression of Tongxin.

"Okay, Brother Li, remember to fight together tonight!" Tong Xin looked excited, although he lost, but it was worth it to recognize Ji Li, the eldest brother.

"Hahaha, of course, when the time comes, the big brother will pour you a few cups!" Ji Li said with a smile.

The childlike heart floated off the stage, and Ji Li stood on the stage with a knife, scanning the crowd of heroes in the audience, and there was a faint posture of a horizontal knife immediately giving up who I am.

There was a loud shout in the crowd, and a big man with a beard and bare chest hair jumped into the ring, he was holding a horse chopping knife in his hand, which was bigger and thicker than the Crouching Tiger knife in Ji Li's hand.

"Changhe sent Wu Meng, who loves swordsmanship, take this opportunity today to ask Li Gongzi for a few tricks!" Wu Meng bowed his hand to Ji Li, and his voice was like a bell. The Changhe faction is also a small gang, specializing in the operation of the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal, and its gang leader Zhang Qilong has a certain status in the rivers and lakes.

Ji Li looked at the knife in Wu Meng's hand, afraid that it would not be more than a hundred catties, "You are from the Changhe Sect, that is Zhang Qilong's subordinate Luo?"

"Exactly, what?" the little giant Wu was stunned and replied.

"It's nothing, your helper owes me a few jars of wine and hasn't paid it back, remember to remind him when you go back. Ji Li said with a smile.

"Brother Li, you can't wronged me, it's not that I don't pay it back, it's that you have never seen the end of the dragon, I have the heart to invite you to drink, but I can't find anyone!" A middle-aged man about forty-five years old on the left side of the bamboo building smiled and said that he was Zhang Qilong, the leader of the Changhe faction.

Ji Li raised his head and smiled: "It turns out that the Zhang Gang Master is also here, and there is one more person tonight." ”

"It's easy to say! It's easy to say!" Zhang Qilong smiled.

"Alright, big man, let's get started. Ji Li beckoned to Wu Meng.

Wu Meng didn't talk nonsense, picked up the knife and ran over, and the horse chopping knife was sandwiched with a burst of sound of breaking through the air. At the beginning, Ji Li retreated again and again, not wanting to collide with Wu Meng, but Wu Meng followed closely with a knife, not to mention the speed, and the range of attack was large, Ji Li was forced to the edge of the ring, and there was no way to retreat, only a hard touch.

When there were a few loud noises, Wu Meng took a step back, Ji Li didn't move on the spot, and looked at the Crouching Tiger Knife with a regretful face, fortunately, it was okay, but the horse chopping knife in Wu Meng's hand was miserable, and it collapsed a few big gaps.

Wu Meng, who took a step back, shouted, picked up the horse chopping knife and went up again, Ji Lixun took the knife back and put it on his back, and stepped on Qixing to take advantage of Wu Meng's knife to go up, and Wu Meng was close to each other.

The little giant Wu Meng had more than brute strength but lack flexibility, this time he was close to Ji Li, and he was beaten again and again for a while, Wu Meng roared angrily and stuck the horse chopping knife on the ground to prepare for hand-to-hand combat with Ji Li, but Ji Li flashed behind him with a cat waist and pulled out the horse chopping knife he inserted on the ground, Wu Meng was shocked to be fooled, and he could turn around, Ji Li had already pulled out the horse chopping knife. Seeing the knife flashing, Ji Li was sticking to Wu Meng's chest is a knife, Wu Meng only felt a chill in his heart, looked down, and his eyes widened.

The people standing in the distance didn't see what was going on clearly, and the people who stood closer applauded in unison, only to see that the chest hair on Wu Meng's chest was almost shaved by Ji Li, but it didn't hurt Wu Meng in the slightest, and the scale was accurate, which was convincing. (To be continued.) )