The Zong Zhengshi knew that Lin Yi's arrival marked Pang Ping's death.

Zong Zhengshi breathed a sigh of relief, now he must stay calm and not be impulsive, otherwise not only Lin Yun'er in front of him but also Lin Yi behind him will make him pay the price for impulsiveness.

The vitality in the body of the Zongzheng Shi poured into the iron fan again, and then the iron fan waved and shouted:

"Silence Wind Blade!"

A black wind blade the size of a zhang was generated as the sect leader waved an iron fan, and it quickly headed towards the giant tree.

However, as soon as the one-zhang-sized black wind blade touched the giant tree, a huge force surged out from the giant tree, bounced the black wind blade back.

Zong Zhengshi looked at the wind blade that flew back, and couldn't help but panic, five steps away, he didn't have time to react, and he was instantly hit by the black wind blade.

"Ah......h

I saw that the black wind blade fell on the Zongzheng Shi, and his left shoulder was directly cut off by the black wind blade, blood sprayed out, and the Zongzheng Shi kept screaming in pain, and at the same time quickly retreated, away from the giant tree.

At a distance of fifty meters from the giant tree, the Zongzheng priest kept rolling on the snow, and the pain of his broken arm almost made him faint, but in the face of death, he still persevered,

After about five minutes, the Zongzheng priest slowly stood up, looked at Lin Yun'er who was playing the piano with a hideous face, and asked Lin Yun'er in pain, "I still don't understand what I have to do with you, why do you want to kill me?"

Lin Yun'er looked at the sect politician who was wearing a cloak, his face was pale, his left arm was cut off, and he was bleeding from his wounds, and while playing the piano, he said to him in a pleasant voice, "Since you want to know, then I will tell you that fifteen years ago, my parents were killed by you, and today you must die!"

With that, the sound of the piano became rapid again, and pieces of sharp leaves stabbed at the Zongzheng priest again.

Zongzheng Shi has killed countless people, and he can't even remember the events of fifteen years ago, but with the revenge of killing his father and mother, he is definitely immortal.

Looking at the leaves flying again, the Zongzheng Priest's face was solemn, and the iron fan in his hand shot down the leaves with a wave of a wind blade.

The vitality in the body of the Zongzheng priest who blocked the leaves surged, and the vitality continued to converge towards the iron fan, causing the originally black iron fan to slowly turn red.

At the same time, the body of the sect politician produced a strange gray-white yin wind, and his hair rose wantonly, his tattered Confucian robes fluttered wantonly, and his pale lips became pitch black.

"Assert ......"

After a sneer, he said coldly to Lin Yun'er, "Even if I die here today, I will drag you to bury me for me!"

After that, the crimson iron fan in his hand was frantically incited, and at the same time shouted coldly:

"Nine Shades of Red Wind!"

After that, bursts of gray-white yin wind were waved out by the iron fan, and they kept tyrannizing in front of the sect priest in an orderly manner.

The Sect Leader unleashed dozens of Yin Winds before he stopped waving the iron fan in his hand, and then used his Crimson Iron Fan to use his vitality to punch into the Yin Wind.

When the iron fan entered the gray-white yin wind, the originally chaotic yin wind became uniform and constantly changing, and finally a large number of yin winds actually formed a crimson dragon of five or six zhang.

"Ang ......"

The crimson dragon roared angrily, and the infinite coercion covered Lin Yun'er and the giant tree in front of him, causing the giant tree to continue to wave wantonly, making a rustling sound, and then the crimson dragon slowly flew towards it with infinite coercion, with an unfast speed.

Lin Yi on the side saw this crimson dragon, his expression couldn't help but become solemn, he knew that even if he didn't necessarily be able to stop this crimson dragon, but it was Lin Yun'er who only practiced the way of the qin.

Lin Yi clenched the Creation Sword in his hand, ready to rush forward at any time to block this dragon for Lin Yun'er.

Lin Yun'er looked at the crimson dragon flying towards her, although her expression was solemn, her face did not change color, the sound of the piano changed abruptly, and another moving piano song came out.

Along with the sound of Lin Yun'er's piano, there was also the leafy Void Giant Tree, which was already very luxuriant, and countless new leaves instantly grew from the already lush giant tree, and at the same time, on the dense and emerald green branches, a fiery red figure slowly flew out and landed on the top of the giant tree.

Lin Yi, who was standing in the distance, saw the fiery red figure, and instantly became excited, although he couldn't see what that figure was, he felt that there was an incomparably powerful momentum in that figure, and that momentum was definitely comparable to the crimson dragon of the Zongzheng Priest, and the hand holding the Creation Sword also became a little looser.

As the fiery red figure became more and more condensed, its appearance was revealed, and at that time, it was a two-foot-sized, very beautiful fiery red phoenix.

After the sect politician saw the fiery red phoenix, he originally thought that he could defeat or injure Lin Yun'er's blow, but he was no longer confident.

Originally, the Zongzheng was a soldier of the Tianyang Empire, because he had committed the military law of killing his head, he was forced to fall into the grass, he was once a sergeant under the famous Fengming Fairy, and Lin Yun'er in the distance was the famous martial arts of the Fengming Fairy Wutong Tianyin!

Although the Zongzheng Scholar was using a top-level spirit-level martial art, it was definitely not worth mentioning in front of the emperor-level martial arts, especially the top-level emperor-level martial art Wutong Tianyin.

"Qiang Qiang ......"

The phoenix on the plane tree roared for a long time, the sound resounded in the wind and the stream, and the echo continued to ripple, and the dragon, which was not fast, became even slower under the interference of the phoenix's long roar.

And Lin Yi kept hearing the echo of Feng Ming, and with Lin Yun'er's beautiful piano sound, he couldn't help but be immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

The phoenix roared, and the phoenix head looked at the crimson dragon slowly approaching it, its wings slowly opened, and it flew towards it quickly.

Watching the phoenix fly in, the dragon opened its blood basin and bit the phoenix, although the phoenix was extremely fast, but it did not dodge at all, and flew directly into the dragon's mouth.

The Zongzheng priest on the side looked at this scene, although his face was expressionless, but he was full of smiles.

Lin Yi, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help frowning and looked at this scene with a puzzled expression.

And Lin Yun'er, who played the piano, was also expressionless, still sitting in place, unhurriedly plucking her slender jade fingers, playing a pleasant piano song.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was an explosion, and the dragon that was originally moving slowly exploded instantly, startling the sky full of snow, and countless gusts of wind poured out in the snow, raging all around, and one of them actually shot towards Lin Yi.

Lin Yi looked at the wind blade that shot in, and couldn't help but snort coldly, and with a wave of the Creation Sword, he cast the Heaven and Enemy Command, and a Yuan Qi giant sword stood in front of him, resisting this wind blade.

The snow in the sky gradually faded, and suddenly a fiery red figure quickly burst out of the snow, it was the fiery red phoenix, which quickly flew towards the sect leader.

Zong Zhengshi looked at the flying phoenix, and it was too late to dodge, so he had no choice but to open the iron fan, block it to his chest, and constantly inject vitality into it, hoping to block the phoenix's attack.

The phoenix flew in front of the Zongzheng Priest, although the Zongzheng was blocked by an iron fan, but the phoenix still passed through his chest quickly, and finally slowly flew back to the plane tree, slowly disappearing between the branches.

The Zongzheng priest who was passed by the phoenix stood in place dumbfounded, looked down at his chest, and then looked at Lin Yun'er who was sitting on the boulder, and then his body slowly tilted, and with a bang, his body fell to the ground in a hurry, blood slowly flowed out, his breath gradually dissipated, and he died completely in Lin Yun'er's hands.

Lin Yun'er looked at the sect leader lying on the ground, felt his breath disappear, and let out a long sigh of relief, and his slender jade fingers also stopped continuing to stroke the qin, and the moment he stopped playing the qin, the sycamore divine tree slowly disappeared.

Lin Yun'er looked up at the sky, looked at the white clouds that were constantly moving in the sky, and said to herself, "Dad, mother, Yun'er has avenged you!"

With that, Lin Yun'er let two lines of clear tears slide down her cheeks and make a ticking sound when they fall on the rock.

Lin Yi at the far end looked at the vanished Sycamore Divine Tree, and knew that the battle was over, and stepped lightly on the snow with the soles of his feet, and quickly came to Lin Yun'er's side.

Lin Yi looked at Lin Yun'er, who was already in a trance, sitting on a boulder with a pale face, and Lin Yi gently wiped the tears for him. Silently by her side.

Feeling that someone was wiping away her tears for herself, Lin Yun'er came back to her senses, looked at Lin Yi on the side, smiled at Lin Yi, got up slowly, and said to him, "Son, I will take revenge!"

After saying that, he hugged Lin Yi's waist and kept sobbing.

Lin Yi didn't comfort Lin Yun'er, but kept stroking his back, letting him release his years of pain.

After about a quarter of an hour, Lin Yun'er reluctantly left Lin Yi's arms, wiped the tears that were still in the corners of his eyes, and asked Lin Yi, "Childe, when will we leave for Whirlwind Village?"

Lin Yi looked at Lin Yun'er's sluggish aura and pale face, so he took out a top-grade Yuan Stone from his Qi Sea World, stuffed it into Lin Yun'er and said, "After you recover your vitality, we will set off for Whirlwind Village." ”

After saying that, he slowly sat down beside Lin Yun'er and continued to absorb the vitality of the Yuan Stone in his hand.

Lin Yun'er was not hypocritical, and once again sat on top of the boulder, and began to absorb the vitality on the Yuan Stone, replenishing the Qi Sea World that he had already consumed most of it.

After an hour of recovery, the vitality consumed by the two has been completely replenished.

Lin Yi slowly walked to the side of the already dead sect politician, looked at the fearful and dead sect politician, shook his head helplessly, took off the space ring on his finger, handed it to Lin Yun'er beside him, and said, "Yun'er, this sect politician was killed by you, you can deal with his space ring!"

Lin Yun'er shook her head and said to Lin Yi, "I'm not interested in its things, so I'm still under your son." ”

Lin Yi nodded, and unceremoniously threw the space ring of the sect leader into the space bracelet he was wearing, and then took out a wooden box from the space bracelet.