Chapter 140 Xiaosancai Sword Technique

As Meng Qi left, several people in the venue looked at each other for a moment.

Each of the remaining three inheritance paths can only be entered by one person, but now there are four people here. It is obvious that one person will not be able to inherit the inheritance.

At this time, I suddenly heard Li Huayang cough and say:

"Since there are only three inheritances here, I feel sorry for you, Fellow Daoist Ji. It's up to me, Fellow Daoist Liang, and Fellow Daoist Zhao to choose one inheritance each."

He had long noticed that the relationship between Liang Yan and Zhao Xunzhen was somewhat special. As for the relationship between Ji Lai and Liang Yan, he was not sure about it.

Li Huayang prided himself on being at the peak of Qi training. As long as the other three people did not join forces to deal with him, there would be no trouble. He would definitely be able to secure his place, so he was the first to speak out and divide these three people.

"Haha, you have to pick the softest persimmon, and it seems that Ji is the softest one." Ji Lai said helplessly.

"That's not what I said, fellow Taoist Ji."

Li Huayang moved closer to Ji Lai, as if he wanted to say something to him.

However, the next moment, he raised one hand, and a red bolt hit Ji Lai Lai.

Li Huayang is also a ruthless and decisive person. He has made a plan. As long as he uses thunderous means to get rid of Ji Lai first, then there will be no conflict between him and the remaining two people.

And with his strength at the peak of Qi training, he was confident that even if the remaining two people joined forces, they would be helpless against him.

The red horses in mid-air were mighty and exuded a scorching heat, sealing all escape routes.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, something strange happened.

Ji Lai's body moved slightly, as if he was shaking rapidly, and then the red horse actually reversed its direction in mid-air and hit Li Huayang instead.

This move was too sudden. Even with Liang Yan's six senses, he didn't notice any clues about this move.

Li Huayang was also horrified. Although his cultivation level was not that of Foundation Establishment, he had lived for more than a hundred years, and his knowledge was quite extensive. However, his own attack would actually change direction and attack him instead. This was the first time he had seen such a strange thing!

However, he has rich experience in fighting with others. Although he was not frightened at this time, he put his toes on the ground a little bit and then ducked to the side.

Boom!

A deep pit about ten feet long was made on the ground.

Li Huayang has a pure Yang body, and he also practices pure Yang techniques. In terms of attack power, he is naturally good.

Moreover, he has already passed the second threshold of Qi Refining Monk, and the spiritual power in his body is more than twice as pure as that of ordinary Qi Refining Monk. Now that I have calmed down, I am no longer surprised.

"There are so many strange techniques in the world, and it is so normal that there is an old man that I have never seen before. No matter what, this kid's realm is here. With my cultivation at the peak of Qi training, as long as I fight steadily, I will definitely be able to defeat this person."

Li Huayang made up his mind and beckoned to take out a small red hammer from his storage bag.

"Boy, you can reflect my attack. I wonder if you can reflect spiritual weapons?"

Li Huayang smiled darkly, made a secret in his hand, and the red hammer immediately flew out with a roar and slammed towards Ji Lai.

Ji Lai had a serious look on his face. It was obvious that he was feeling more pressure from fighting against a monk at the peak of Qi refining.

He raised his right hand and seven copper coins immediately flew out from the storage bag.

These seven copper coins, with simple shapes, were scattered and arranged in the mid-air, and they actually vaguely coincided with the stars in the sky.

The two spiritual weapons collided in mid-air, bursting out with a burst of dazzling light. When the light faded, only the small red hammer was seen being locked in the middle by seven copper coins, unable to move at all.

"The money of today and the past will be locked up for thousands of years!"

Ji Lai shouted low, and saw the small red hammer in the air let out a whine, and actually became blurry at a speed visible to the naked eye, and seemed to be slowly disappearing.

"What kind of spiritual weapon is this!" Zhao Xunzhen blurted out.

However, before she could digest the scene in front of her, another change occurred in the scene.

Li Huayang raised his hand and threw a yellow pill into his mouth. Then he kicked his legs and his body shifted. His speed was more than twice as fast.

In just the blink of an eye, he had already rushed to Ji Lai's head. The red light on his hands gathered and struck Ji Lai with two palms with lightning speed.

"Boy, at such a close distance, let's see how you can bounce back!"

As Li Huayang shouted loudly, the two palms filled with pure Yang energy had already arrived in front of Ji Lai.

Ji Lai's face was solemn. He had no choice but to use both palms to receive Li Huayang's blow.

boom!

The four palms intertwined, and a loud noise erupted in the quiet underground hall.

After the loud noise, Ji Lai and Li Huayang were still in a stalemate with their four palms, apparently competing for the depth of their spiritual power and the toughness of their bodies.

But after all, Li Huayang was at the pinnacle of qi training, and his spiritual power was much deeper than Ji's. Now that he was forced to take over head-on, he would naturally have the upper hand.

Ji Lai's legs were sunk deep into the ground, and blood was leaking from the corners of his mouth. He was obviously seriously injured. If he had no other means, he would probably die at the hands of Li Huayang in the end.

At this moment, a small mahogany box suddenly appeared in the field. The small box spun around and shot out thousands of red needles.

These red needles were powerful, emitting a divine fire energy, and in just a blink of an eye, they all pierced into Li Huayang's back.

"you!"

Li Huayang's eyes widened as those Lihuo God Needles exploded in his body, smashing his eight extraordinary meridians to pieces.

"Nanming Lihuo!" Ji Lai's expression changed slightly, he hurriedly closed his palms and backed away.

As soon as he left, he saw Li Huayang dancing and moaning, and actually set himself on fire on the spot!

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Ji Lai immediately stretched out his hand and saw a gray light flying out from Li Huayang's waist and falling directly into his palm. It turned out to be Li Huayang's storage bag.

As the crimson flames burned stronger and stronger, Li Huayang, a monk at the peak of his Qi training, turned into a pile of black ashes in front of everyone.

"Thank you Brother Liang for your help!"

Ji Lai said with rare seriousness.

"Brother Ji, there's no need to be polite, just think of me as repaying your favor." Liang Yan said with a slight smile.

Ji Lai was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted and smiled: "It seems that the prediction I gave you that day was quite accurate. You really used the blood-transforming beads."

Ji Lai had divined for Liang Yan before and said that the turning point of his life and death was in Murong Xuewei's boudoir in Lichun Courtyard.

Liang Yan didn't believe it at first, but unexpectedly, he got the blood-transforming bead by some mistake, which also played an important role in his subsequent battle against Yun Xuzi.

After talking about the plan, he weighed the storage bag in his hand and said to Liang Yan: "Since we killed this person together, let's add two to five and divide the spoils equally!"

Liang Yan pondered for a moment after hearing this, and suddenly said: "Forget it if we divide it equally, Liang only wants one thing."

"Oh? What does Brother Liang want?"

"A sword manual, if he has one."

It was reported that Li Huayang had spent a lot of money to buy a sword manual at the Pingfeng Mountain auction. Now that more than a month has passed, it is not known whether he has succeeded or not. Liang Yan is also taking a gamble on this.

"Okay." Ji Lai thought for a while, nodded and said, "But only if he really has it."

As he spoke, Ji opened Li Huayang's storage bag and scanned it with his consciousness. After a while, he raised his head and said to Liang Yan:

"It actually does exist!"

He stretched out his hand, and an ancient book flew out of the storage bag and landed lightly in his hand.

Ji Lai looked down and said with some curiosity: "It's actually a Confucian Sword Art."

After he finished speaking, he threw the book directly to Liang Yan. Liang Yan took a look and saw that it was a blue ancient book with five large characters written on the cover:

"Little Sancai Sword Technique"