Tie Lao's entire right arm was crippled, and blood gushed out from the wound. He stretched out his hand, pointed out two fingers, and used his spiritual power to seal the blood hole as big as the mouth of a bowl.
At this time, Tie Lao's face was as pale as paper. He was only in the Qi refining stage and could not reach the point of rebirth after a severed limb. With his right hand disabled, he was almost powerless when facing a monk of Liang Yan's level.
Fight again.
Just as Tie Lao waved his arm and cut off his arm, the small mahogany box also spun rapidly in mid-air.
boom!
With an explosion, thousands of fiery red flying needles suddenly shot out from the small mahogany box, forming a sea of fire in the small secret room, which was more than twice as powerful as Li Huan's sea of blood before.
Du Lao narrowed his eyes. With the lessons learned from Tie Lao before, he would naturally not make too big a mistake. With a wave of his right hand, a green cloud floated out of his sleeve and flew towards the fire needle in mid-air.
This green cloud was made from his Poison Technique, which usually specializes in contaminating people's spiritual weapons. As long as the spiritual weapons sacrificed by ordinary monks in the Qi Refining Stage are stained by this green cloud, they will immediately lose their spirituality and power.
Seeing the corrosive green cloud clinging to the flying needle in mid-air, Mr. Du narrowed his eyes and raised a smile on his lips.
However, before his smile fully unfolded, he saw a puff of green smoke rising from the green cloud that was originally wrapped around the flying needle, and faintly heard the neighing of a Suzaku.
Then I saw green clouds filling the sky, spontaneously igniting without wind, and in the blink of an eye, everything burned into a puff of blue smoke.
And countless fiery red flying needles shot out from behind the blue smoke, piercing Du Lao's body in the blink of an eye.
"Uh" Du Lao's Adam's apple moved slightly, his face looked horrified, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence:
"Nan Ming. Li Huo!"
Before he finished speaking, he inexplicably set himself on fire and turned into a flaming man, rolling on the ground.
Seeing his miserable state, the monks around him all fled several feet away, fearing that they would be caught by the strange flames.
The burning man on the ground, after wailing for a moment, completely turned into a pile of ashes!
This poisonous old man can be considered a character. Although he has been working as a slave in the Li family, he is experienced in fighting with others and is good at the weird and unpredictable poisonous skills. He is quite famous among the monks of the Qi Refining Generation in Zhao Kingdom.
He also had various magical powers, but before he could use them, he died due to a careless move.
Liang Yanrong was so affectionate that he showed no mercy! Since the other party wanted to take his life, he naturally would not leave the other party alive. However, in the blink of an eye, he killed one person and maimed another person with thunderous means!
At this time, Liang Yan's expression was indifferent, and the fixed light sword was hovering above his head. All the Qi Refining monks around him were looking at him like a god of death, with fear in their hearts.
He turned his eyes and suddenly stared at Li Huan who was sitting against the wall. When Li Huan saw him, he couldn't help but feel shocked, but he shouted unconvinced:
"Young master, I am the direct descendant of the Li family in Luohe. Our ancestor of the Li family is a powerful person in the Juyuan realm. How dare you, a lowly monk like you, dare to touch me?"
Liang Yan frowned slightly, pinched the sword in his hand, and the Dingguang sword hovering above his head immediately became brighter, and pointed the sword tip towards Li Huan.
Li Huan was pointed at by the cold light from the tip of the sword, and a boundless chill suddenly rose in his heart. The words he was about to say were immediately blocked in his mouth.
"Fellow Taoist, don't be impulsive!"
At this time, the old man in black who was sitting cross-legged on the ground was doing exercises to heal his injuries while advising:
"He is the direct grandson of the ancestor of the Li family in Luohe, and the direct disciple of the leader of the Blood Knife Sect. The fact that you killed Du Lao is actually nothing, but if you kill Li Huan impulsively, you may not be able to escape death!"
As he spoke, he observed Liang Yan with his eyes. Seeing that he did not take action immediately, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and continued to say pleasantly:
"I think this little friend is also a dragon among men. He and my young master are both geniuses that are rare to see in a century. All the previous misunderstandings are just the youthful arrogance of young people. If you ask me, we should stop fighting.
Our Li family will definitely put a table of apology wine in the future, and then my little friend and our young master of the Li family will have a drink and have a good time, and they will be considered acquaintances without fighting!"
What he said was impeccable, frightening and comforting Liang Yan at the same time.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the person opposite just smiled coldly and said, "I'm not interested in having a drink with a dead person!"
"What!" Tie Lao's pupils shrank, and he suddenly seemed to see a flash of white light in front of Li Huan, and a silver-white sword actually appeared.
At the same time, a silver sword also appeared behind Li Xiaosong not far away.
"Why are there three flying swords!?"
Tie Lao was shocked and couldn't help but raise his remaining left hand and rub his eyes.
He looked again carefully and saw that the fixed light sword that was originally offered was indeed still above Liang Yan's head, but there were indeed identical flying swords in front of Li Huan and behind Li Xiaosong.
Liang Yan sneered, without any hesitation at all, the sword formula in his hand changed, and the two flying swords moved at the same time.
The flying sword in front of Li Huan just made a slight stroke, and a head full of horror flew into the sky, fell to the ground, rolled twice, and then stopped moving.
The flying sword behind Li Xiaosong slashed downwards, cutting off the rope on her wrist in seconds.
"Ah! How dare you kill the young master!" Tie Lao shouted with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Why don't you dare to kill! This person is so hateful. He actually dares to bully me, Li Xiaosong. I blame you for your stinky face. You killed him so well and so wonderfully! It's so satisfying!"
As soon as Li Xiaosong was free, he immediately jumped up to Liang Yan, not forgetting to utter sarcasm.
"Can you escape by killing the young master? The Luohe area is dominated by the power of our Li family. Most of the surrounding sects and immortal cultivating families are related to my ancestor of the Li family. Boy, you can't escape with your wings!"
"Tie Lao said bitterly.
Liang Yan looked cold and had no intention of answering the conversation.
He has an extreme personality, repaying kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred. He has never thought about letting Li Huan go. The reason why he pretended to be suspicious just now was just to deceive others.
In fact, he had already secretly used the magical power of "Ksitigarbha Sheng" to turn the flying sword into three, and then used the magical power of "Tian Ji Bian" to hide the traces of the two flying swords. This way, while ensuring that Li Huan was killed, he could also save the one on the other side.
Li Xiaosong.
"He killed the young master, we can't let him go!" I don't know who among the surrounding Qi Refining monks took the lead in shouting.
"Yes! Elder Li Tian is in Luo City. The young master is dead and the soul card is broken. He will know about it soon. He must be on the way here now!" Another person also shouted.
"Elder Li is in the middle stage of foundation building. This person cannot escape tonight. We don't have to fight him to the death. We just need to entangle him and wait for Elder Li to arrive."
"Yes, if we let him go, we will all die!"
Everyone came forward one after another and surrounded Liang Yan and Li Xiaosong.
Liang Yan frowned slightly, secretly thinking something was wrong.
Although he is not afraid of these Qi Refining monks, there are still twenty or thirty people in the field, and it will take him some time to kill them one by one.
By then, I'm afraid the "Elder Li" they call him has arrived, and he will be in danger.
