The two boys sneaked out of the door and saw Lin Yanzhou standing in front of them, emitting a cold air. His eyes made people shudder.
"Brother, Bao'er is scared. This man looks scarier than Daddy!"
"Baoer, he has a sword in his hand and doesn't look like a good person. I'll count to three and run into the house."
Lin Yanzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the two people who didn't dare to get too close to him. He listened to their words without any emotion on his face.
He was about to walk towards the two of them when he heard the two little guys shouting in fear:
"Mother, help us. Someone is trying to kill us."
Lin Yanzhou frowned slightly, and before he stepped into the courtyard, he was forced back by a sword energy.
[How could there be such a powerful sword energy in this magic mirror? ]
"Lin Yanzhou, we've all been hiding here, and you still won't let us go!"
Song Qingbai looked at Lin Yanzhou, and a subtle look flashed in his fox eyes.
“Get out of the way!”
The Frost Sword, with a cold aura, pointed directly at Song Qingbai's brow. Lin Yanzhou didn't look at her, but just spit out two words coldly.
"Lin Yanzhou, what exactly do you want to do? You were the one who broke off the engagement back then, so why are you trying to kill my child with Brother Yun Shen now?"
There was a hint of anger on Song Qingbai's face, and the sword in his hand instantly blocked the Frost Sword.
"It's just a magic mirror!"
When Lin Yanzhou looked at her, his eyes were cold, without a trace of warmth. He waved his hand and the Frost Sword spun rapidly, creating a powerful whirlwind.
The originally brilliant flowers and exquisite furnishings in the courtyard disappeared in an instant. Looking at the mess on the ground, Song Qingbai's spiritual power surged and he raised his sword to meet the enemy.
The two men's swordsmanship comes from the same lineage, and their sword techniques are almost the same. The sword light flashes, and the changes in sword styles are ever-changing.
Lin Yanzhou's eyes were deep, and he could vaguely see the phantom of the spirit beast on Song Qingbai's body. He struck with a sword as fast as a sword, leaving Song Qingbai with no way to avoid it. He turned his wrist, and the sword was extremely domineering, piercing directly into Song Qingbai's chest.
As the Qingshuang Sword left the body, blood immediately gushed out.
“Mother…Mother…”
The two children in the house saw Song Qingbai fall to the ground and ran out crying.
Lin Yanzhou remained speechless, quietly looking at the three people hugging each other in front of him. The illusion of the Silver Moon Scaled Dragon was indeed powerful.
Not only did she perfectly replicate Song Qingbai's appearance, she could even imitate his swordsmanship almost perfectly. Unfortunately, a fake will always be a fake.
"The children are innocent. If you are dissatisfied with me for abandoning you, I can give you my life, but I only ask you to let my children go."
Song Qingbai held the two children tightly in his arms, his eyes fixed on his sword that was flashing with cold light, as if Lin Yanzhou was a bloodthirsty and murderous person.
"Where is Ji Yunshen? Silver Moon Scaled Dragon, don't try to deceive me. Hand him over quickly, or your beast core will be in jeopardy."
"Heh, Lin Yanzhou, what would Ji Yunshen do if he saw you kill his wife and child with your own hands? Would he fight you to the death? Hahaha..."
Song Qingbai, who was sitting on the ground, had a miserable look on his face, but suddenly he started laughing.
"Go quickly, boys, and kill him..."
Song Qingbai curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and the two children beside her walked towards Lin Yanzhou as if they had lost their minds.
With a flash of sword light, the two children fell to the ground instantly and lost their lives.
Ji Yunshen was carrying the herbs he had picked from the mountains. When he returned to the yard, he saw that his child had lost his life and his wife had fallen to the ground, gasping for breath.
"noob..."
The scene before him deeply hurt Ji Yunshen. A sharp panic appeared deep in his chest, and he took two steps at a time towards Song Qingbai.
"Brother Yunshen, it's all Xiaobai's fault. It was Xiaobai who failed to protect our child."
Song Qingbai's face turned pale, and he died after saying this sentence with guilt.
Ji Yunshen's peach blossom eyes were filled with tears. He gently put Song Qingbai down and held the two children in his arms.
"Lin Yanzhou, the hatred for killing my wife and son is irreconcilable! Today, either you die or I die!"
"Ji Yunshen, this is just an illusion. She is not the real Song Qingbai. Wake up soon."
Lin Yanzhou was serious and his demeanor was too cold. He just looked at Ji Yunshen who was almost crazy.
"I, Ji Yunshen, do not aspire to be a gentleman, nor a good person. I only seek a happy marriage and a simple life. Xiaobai and I gave up the path of immortal cultivation and came here to live in seclusion, but you still refuse to let me go. Today, I will make you pay with your life, with your blood!"
Ji Yunshen's eyes were grim and his expression darkened. The next moment, he flew out of the yard.
Lin Yanzhou's eyes moved slightly, and he followed after him, but there was no trace of Ji Yunshen anywhere.
After a moment, a heavy flute sound was heard, sometimes vague, sometimes clear, sobbing, disturbing Lin Yanzhou's mind.
"Xue Lingxiao!"
Lin Yanzhou cast a spell to build a barrier, and a hint of surprise flashed in his narrow eyes.
Many practitioners in the Shenwu Continent usually use swords, and few people use musical instruments as weapons.
There was once a man holding a Xueling Xiao. He used the sound of the flute to confuse people's minds and directly shatter the meridians of practitioners, killing people invisibly. It was a well-known weapon.
How could Ji Yunshen have that?
Just as Lin Yanzhou was thinking about it, the sound of the flute suddenly changed, sweeping over like an overwhelming force, directly shaking open the barrier he had set up.
"Ji Yunshen, are you risking your life? Wake up quickly, this is an illusion."
Blood flowed from the corner of Lin Yanzhou's mouth. This was Ji Yunshen's magic mirror and he had the help of the Silver Moon Kirin Dragon. His cultivation was restrained a lot and he was unable to resist directly at this moment.
"Lin Yanzhou, you deserve to die!"
Ji Yunshen suddenly appeared in mid-air, a cold light flashed across his peach blossom eyes, he was extremely cruel and his hatred was as deep as the sea.
His mind was filled with the scene of Song Qingbai and the two children being killed. His mind seemed to be controlled. Only a voice in his mind shouted, "Kill him, kill him..."
"Where did the Ling Xue Xiao in your hand come from?"
Lin Yanzhou's slightly pale face was cold and emotionless, and his deep eyes were full of exploration. He had known Ji Yunshen for many years, but he never knew that he could play the flute.
Moreover, the attack power of the flute does not seem to be something that someone who does not know how to practice can control. As expected, none of the people Song Changfeng brought back are easy to deal with, and the same goes for Chen Rangchen. What are they hiding in mystery?
"Humph, you don't deserve to know."
Ji Yunshen's back was tense, his fingers tightly gripping Xue Lingxiao, his dark eyes filled with a violent aura that could destroy the world.
Hearing this, Lin Yanzhou's expression turned even colder. It seemed that another fierce battle was inevitable.
The only thing he could do now was to subdue Ji Yunshen first, and then use the Qingxin Jue on him to wake him up.
.........
"Qian Yin, what's going on? Why is blood coming out of the corner of Lin Yanzhou's mouth?"
Song Qingbai hugged Ji Yunshen with full of worry, but found that Lin Yanzhou beside him swayed and his face began to turn pale.
"Not good, I'm afraid he was trapped in the magic mirror and was injured inside."
Elder Jinshi's face changed and he immediately cast a spell to protect Lin Yanzhou's heart meridian.
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