Volume 1 Chapter 81 The Giant Tree of the Qin Road

At this time, the wind of the wind and the stream stopped, the stream became stable, and even the sound of running water disappeared, leaving only the sound of Lin Yi and the four of them fighting.

Pang Ping looked at the scarlet broadsword that was constantly dripping blood, then at the accomplice who was split in half by himself, and then at the warrior who had turned into a dry corpse in the distance, and couldn't help but rush into anger.

Pang Ping looked at Lin Yi with a round eye, pointed at Lin Yi with the scarlet big knife in his hand, and scolded loudly: "Boy, I have my grandfather, even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't save you today!"

After saying that, he rushed towards Lin Yi with a big knife in his hand.

Lin Yun'er on the side and the Zongzheng priest kept trying their skills, shuttling in the wind and stream, and from time to time a Yuan Qi blade flew out and hit the stone walls on both sides, leaving a scar more than a foot deep.

The calm river passed by with the two afterimages, and there were two splashes, and the snow-white snow skimmed with the two afterimages, rolling up the sky full of snow, and finally the two stood on the boulder, their eyes locked on each other.

However, after all, Lin Yun'er had a fourth-order gap with the Zongzheng Scholar, and his breathing became a little shorter.

The Zongzheng Shi looked at Lin Yun'er, who was slightly short of breath, and couldn't help laughing, he originally planned to use his speed to fight quickly, but the plan fell through, but the gap in strength was still revealed, and the Zongzheng Shi, who saw the slight changes, said to Lin Yun'er with a smile: "Haha, beauty, your body is really good, but when you meet me who practices the wind attribute exercises, you can only run around frequently in front of me, and I am too strong for you in terms of strength, I can exhaust your vitality alive, and you will be a lamb to the slaughter at that time." ”

Lin Yun'er couldn't help but snort coldly, slowly sat cross-legged on the boulder, put the Fengming Qin in front of her, the vitality in her body surged, and she began to play a rapid piano song.

And the sect leader on the opposite side rushed out when he saw Lin Yun'er who was about to sit down, but he was still a step late.

The strings trembled, and a piano sounded, and a Yuan Qi flying blade flew towards the rushing Zongzhengshi, who couldn't help but dodge in a panic, and at the same time the iron fan in his hand flew out and shot towards Lin Yun'er.

And Lin Yun'er just plucked the strings, and a Yuan Qi flying blade flew out, and it collided with the iron fan.

Rumble!

With an explosion, the Yuan Qi Flying Blade dissipated in the explosion, and the iron fan flew back into the hands of the Zongzheng Priest.

Zong Zhengshi took the iron fan that flew back, although he was not shocked on the surface, but he was already shocked by Lin Yun'er's strength in his heart, although the iron fan attack just now looked mediocre, it was definitely not something that the fifth order of the Martial Extreme Realm could block, but Lin Yun'er easily blocked his attack, which showed Lin Yun'er's strength.

The sect politician looked at Lin Yun'er with a solemn face, and at the same time kept dodging the flying Yuan Qi flying blade, and after dodging another attack, the Yuan Qi in his body surged, and the iron fan in his hand waved at Lin Yun'er several times, and shouted:

"Wind Blade Kill!"

Several one-meter Yuan Qi Wind Blades flew towards Lin Yun'er.

Lin Yun'er looked at the flying Yuan Qi Wind Blade, and there was a trace of solemnity on her pretty face, her hands were spread out, and she pressed the Feng Ming Qin on her body, and fixed the strings that had been vibrating before, and then her left thumb was on top of a string, and she plucked it several times in a row, and several Yuan Qi Flying Blades flew out and hit the flying Yuan Qi Wind Blade.

Rumble!

Boom!

Boom Boom!

The two collided, producing several explosions, the sound of which reverberated in the wind and stream, and at the same time the explosion lifted the river water, turning it into ice droplets that fell on the hard ground, and then shattered in an instant.

And the Zongzheng Priest took this opportunity to sprint violently, wanting to engage in close combat, and when he was only three meters away from Lin Yun'er, he couldn't help but laugh.

Suddenly, Lin Yun'er's strings trembled, and a sound of the piano penetrated into the ears of the sect politician, and the sect minister's face instantly turned pale, and he quickly blocked the iron fan in front of his chest.

On Lin Yun'er's side, the sound of the qin sounded a Yuan Qi flying blade flying out, heading towards the chest of the sect politician.

Rumble!

There was an explosion, and the sky was full of wind and snow, and the Zongzheng priest flew upside down from the wind and snow, hit a large rock, and fell on the snow.

The Zongzheng priest slowly stood up, looked at Lin Yun'er on the boulder in the distance, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, his face became pale, and the originally clean and neat Confucian robe became tattered.

The Zong Zhengshi wanted to get close, but to no avail several times, and he made himself embarrassed, his eyes burning with rage, and his fists rattled.

As soon as Lin Yun'er's hand moved, the sound of the piano came again, and the Zongzheng priest quickly retreated, and the iron fan in his hand rotated in the palm of his hand, and the vitality in his body frantically surged towards the iron fan in his hand.

When the Zongzheng retreated to a distance of about a hundred meters from Lin Yun'er, the palm of the hand dragging the iron fan was pressed down to the ground, less than five centimeters from the ground before stopping, but the iron plate was still rotating in his palm, and a mini whirlwind was generated between the ground and the palm of the Zongzheng Shi.

As the palm of the sect masacher farther and farther away from the ground, the whirlwind became larger and larger, and finally reached the size of ten meters before slowly stabilizing.

With a wave of the iron fan in the hand of the Zongzheng priest, the whirlwind slowly headed towards Lin Yun'er, flying sand and stones everywhere he passed, and the boulders were all cut to pieces by the wind blade contained in the whirlwind.

Lin Yun'er couldn't help but be shocked when she saw this scene, the power of this terrifying whirlwind far exceeded the power of all the previous attacks of the sect politicians.

Lin Yun'er didn't dare to underestimate the terrifying power of this whirlwind, her eyes stared at the Feng Mingqin in front of her, and her slender jade fingers gently plucked the strings, and a pleasant sound of the piano sounded through the wind!

As the whirlwind got closer and closer to Lin Yun'er, Lin Yun'er's speed of playing the piano became more and more difficult, and when the whirlwind gently blew Lin Yun'er's waist-high three thousand green silks, Lin Yun'er also stopped stroking the piano.

Instead, he looked at the whirlwind that was getting faster and faster, and when he was less than twenty meters away from him, he stretched out his slender jade fingers and slowly crossed the Fengming Qin, and the strings on the Fengming Qin sounded one after another, and when the last string sounded, an illusory giant tree appeared in front of Lin Yun'er, although the illusory giant tree couldn't see what it was, but it was dozens of meters high, and several people could still hug it.

When the whirlwind came into contact with the giant tree, it became extremely small, although the giant tree was struck by the whirlwind's branches, and the illusory leaves flew all over the sky, but the whirlwind became slower and smaller, and finally it was completely resisted by the giant tree and turned into nothingness.

When the whirlwind disappeared, Lin Yun'er finally breathed a sigh of relief, but his hands kept plucking the strings, and the scattered leaves slowly flew up, and the branches of the giant tree slowly extended, thinking about the direction of the Zongzheng priest a hundred meters away.

When the giant tree stretched for about twenty meters, it slowly stopped, Lin Yun'er's piano tone changed, the sound became rapid, and the illusory leaves floating in the air gradually became real, and then he looked for the sect politician in the distance to shoot.

Zongzheng Shi watched the flying leaves dodge constantly, although every time he stabbed at his vital point, he narrowly avoided it, and the only thing left was to add a few more openings on his tattered robe.

But the 10,000-pound boulder behind the Zongzheng Shi didn't have such good luck, and the leaves shot on it one by one, and finally it was torn apart.

The Sect Leader couldn't help but become angry as he watched the endless leaves fly towards him one by one, even an Martial Extreme Realm Rank 8th Order cultivator like him would be exhausted to death if he dodged like this.

The Zongzheng Shi dodged a leaf and quickly approached Lin Yun'er, but he was getting closer and closer to Lin Yun'er, and it was becoming more and more difficult to dodge.

"Stormy Waves!"

With a wave of the Zongzheng Priest's iron fan, a huge wave of wind formed in front of him, quickly slapping towards the giant tree.

Although the giant wave was still very small compared to the giant tree, the leaves that flew towards the Zongzheng were easily blocked by him in the huge wave, and under the endless wind, they turned into nothingness, and the Zongzheng used the huge wave to get closer and closer to the giant tree in front of Lin Yun'er.

When the Zongzheng priest came to the branch of the giant tree, Lin Yun'er's piano sound changed again, from the original urgency, to slow and urgent, slow and fast, but it has always been the same, that is, the sound of the piano has always been eloquent, and the aftersound surrounds.

And with the change of Lin Yun'er's piano sound, it was her attack, the leaves suspended in the air slowly dissipated, the leaves that had not fallen on the branches became extremely sharp, and the branches quickly extended, bypassing the wind and waves in front of the Zongzheng Shi, stabbing towards the Zongzheng Shi.

The Zongzheng priest looked at the giant tree that was about to arrive in front of him, how could he be blocked by these branches, the iron fan in his hand flew, and the wind blades flew out one after another, cutting on the flying branches.

The branches of the tree were cut and chopping with the wind blade, but the leaves that fell from the branches scratched the body of the Zongzheng priest, leaving wounds of different depths, and wisps of bright red blood gradually flowed from the wounds.

Zong Zhengshi felt the pain in his body, looked at the already tattered white Confucian robe, and the faint plum blossoms on it, he couldn't help but become panicked, and then waved the iron fan horizontally on his head several times, and shouted in a low voice:

"Absolutely windy!"

One appeared above the head of the Sect Priest and successfully stopped the attack of the leaves, and the Sect Priest breathed a sigh of relief and approached the giant tree again.

However, because the Zong Zheng Shi used the Absolute Wind Wall, he could not continue to attack, and the branches that had been cut short by the Zong Zheng Shi grew up again, and stabbed at the Zong Zheng Shi again.

But the Zongzheng didn't care about the branch that stabbed at him, and walked forward quickly, and when the branch pierced the top of his head, the absolute fan successfully blocked the branch, although the branch still stabbed at a slow speed, and the speed of the Zongzheng was enough for him to successfully walk within five steps of the giant tree.

When the Zongzheng successfully entered the giant tree within five steps, the branch that stabbed at him successfully broke through the defense of the Absolute Wind Wall, and once again accelerated to stab the Zongzheng Shi.

When the originally happy Zongzheng saw the branch stabbing at him, he couldn't help but be furious, and shouted in a low voice:

"Silent Wind Sword!"

Let's talk about it. With a wave of the iron fan in his hand, a black wind blade several feet long flew towards the attacking branches.