Sanhe Yishi is a martial artist, with the characteristics of the Central Plains, the Qing Dynasty and the Khitan. There are not only upright, heroic and frank martial arts such as pure yang gangqi, but also cruel and vicious, yin and evil weird martial arts such as blood turning knives and rotten bone palms.

His light body exercises are a good demonstration of his characteristics of both good and evil, and when he steps out, he turns into a shadow step by step, and his steps and body are unpredictable, and it is extremely difficult to figure out.

Of course, for Mu Xiaojiu, all this was just in vain.

At a glance, although there is no flaw in Sanhe Yishi's body, his speed is still not fast enough. And not fast enough, it means that you can be seen through, and you can even be caught.

Mu Xiaojiu set up the hole flute, gently pressed it to the side of his lips, and then breathed out and played slowly.

As soon as the sound of the flute sounded, Sanhe Yishi's complexion changed instantly, the steps under his feet suddenly stopped, and his whole body froze for a moment. A sword qi loomed, taking advantage of this opportunity to stab straight at Sanhe Yishi's eyebrows.

Sanhe Yishi calmed down, and simply took advantage of the stiffness of his body to temporarily turn, and stepped out to the side, avoiding this sword qi.

However, this is only the first blow.

The sound of the flute lingered around like a dark fragrance, and for a while, Sanhe Yishi only felt that the surrounding dark tide was turbulent and dangerous. It seems that there are no obstacles everywhere, but in fact, there are obstacles everywhere.

Sure enough, as soon as his feet moved, a fist mark suddenly condensed and formed, and then a punch slammed into his chest.

Sanhe Yishi's eyes lit up, knowing that Mu Xiaojiu intended to give in, or even to feed him. He wasn't polite, he just opened his mouth and shouted, "It's good," and then flipped his wrist and swung it at the fist print.

The warm jade flute waved in the air, and the wind flowed in from the finger holes of the flute body, and then flowed out from the sound outlet hole and switch at the end of the flute body, bringing out a flute sound, although it was only a short section, but it still conformed to the rhythm and had a rhythm.

The next moment, the warm jade flute touched the fist print, and the corners of Mu Xiaojiu's lips curved slightly, evoking a smile.

Sanhe Yishi's martial arts are indeed unique.

Thinking of this, Mu Xiaojiu's voice raised, and several sword qi struck again, and Sanhe Yishi held a warm jade flute, and he was not afraid. The height of the flute swayed, and a few changes were made, but a short piece of the formed flute music was directly played, constantly trying to interrupt the rhythm of Mu Xiaojiu's Bihai Chaosheng song.

Obviously, this is another way to combine Xiao Sheng with other martial arts.

Mu Xiaojiu had actually tried this method, but unfortunately, he had never been able to find a particularly good way to deal with it. Although he can do it, he is not as mellow and flowing as Sanhe Yishi, and the sound of the flute is not as smooth as Sanhe Yishi, unless he completely uses internal force to urge.

On the one hand, it was because he had not found a better way to deal with true qi, and on the other hand, because he did not understand Xiao enough.

Seeing that Sanhe Yishi had also begun to get better, Mu Xiaojiu simply let go of his hands and feet, although he still suppressed his true qi and the power of his moves, but in terms of speed and some other aspects, he was no longer restrained.

Sanhe Yishi is indeed getting more and more handy, in fact, he hasn't fought anyone for a long time, so he will seem a little sluggish at first. But after a few moves, he has regained his peak. And in the case of Mu Xiaojiu's intention to give in, he relied on the characteristics of his martial arts, and gradually fought back and forth with Mu Xiaojiu.

"Good, good, good!" Sanhe Yishi laughed and said three "good" words in a row, holding the warm jade flute in one hand in his right hand, and standing in his left hand as a knife, sometimes chopping and sometimes slashing horizontally, and using both hands together. Coupled with his peaceful and continuous pure yang energy, this battle has entered a white-hot stage for a while.

It wasn't until the two of them had exchanged about seventy moves that Sanhe Yishi's face suddenly turned pale and his brows furrowed slightly. He suddenly realized that his true qi was starting to become sluggish, and every move and every move began to be a little wrong, and even his body became a little disobedient.

The smile on Mu Xiaojiu's face was even worse, although he had suppressed everything about himself to the point that he was slightly lower than Sanhe Yishi, but under his several improvements and fusions, the power of this Blue Sea Tide Song had already improved, and it was not impossible for the weak to defeat the strong. In fact, as long as he falls into his world of the Blue Sea Tide Song, unless he can crush Mu Xiaojiu's great realm, he will be affected by the Blue Sea Tide Song no matter what. Perhaps because of his strength, this influence was only a little at first, or even so subtle that it was completely imperceptible, but as time passed, the influence brought by the sound of the flute would slowly accumulate and explode at the last moment.

This, that is, the dilemma faced by Sanhe Yishi at this moment, unconsciously, the sound of the flute of the blue sea tide has turned into a maggot of tarsal bones, sticking to his true qi, which made him have the feeling he had before.

"Good boy!" Sanhe Yishi didn't make a fuss, just smiled and said, and then continued to fight.

He still hasn't given up, and he doesn't intend to give up.

However, after all, the influence had already appeared, and the influence that Bihai Chaoshengqu had exerted on his true qi was too indelible, and it was even getting stronger and stronger, until in the end, it made him not listen to the call. If Mu Xiaojiu hadn't stopped in time, Sanhe Yishi would have almost suffered internal injuries because of this.

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"Huh......" Mu Xiaojiu dispersed the blue sea tide that was drawn from the Sanhe Yishi meridians, and then slowly withdrew his palm.

Sanhe Yishi let out a breath, first smiled at Mu Xiaojiu, and then said: "Mu Xiaoyou's strength is really extraordinary, obviously he is already suppressing his own strength, but he still forced me into such a situation, amazing, powerful." ”

Mu Xiaojiu waved his hand, "Mr. Three is too famous, if you praise me like this again, I'm really embarrassed." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then went straight back to the room with a smile.

As soon as the door was opened, a fragrance wafted in, Mu Xiaojiu's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "It seems that I have a good mouth today, Madame's craftsmanship is definitely good, this fragrance alone has already made my index finger move." ”

Sanhe Yishi had a proud smile on his face, "Haha, this is true, my lady's cooking skills are indeed superb." ”

As he was talking, Sanhe Yishi's wife came out and glanced at the two, and then said, "The wine is warm." ”(https:)

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