Learn a magical skill every year, and start with Xiao Li Fei Dao

Chapter 68

"I never promised you anything. So... Cui Anquan, you chose your own path, so you should go on the road with peace of mind."

Xiao Ping'an said lightly.

Then.

Looking at Cui Tieji, whose face was livid and whose eyes showed both heartache and satisfaction, he said with a half-smile: "Master Cui, I think you have already found your way to death."

"You little brat, you are talking nonsense,"

Cui Tieji pointed at himself, "Here is my head, dare you come and take it."

Xiao Ping'an laughed loudly: "Why not?"

As he said that, he took a step forward.

Who knows.

Xiao Ping'an just took a step.

Cui Tieji was already scared, "Huang Batian, save me."

Huang Batian?

This name, as soon as you hear it, it is not a simple character.

Xiao Ping'an was stunned.

Sure enough, a figure had already stood in front of Cui Tieji.

It was the black-robed man who had just fought with him.

At this moment, a blood-red knife appeared in the hand of the black-robed man.

'This knife, called the Sin-Slaying Knife, has not drunk blood for a long time. I once swore that the Sin-Slaying Knife would only drink demon blood, not human blood. Considering that you have practiced for a long time, it is not easy. If you retreat at this time, I can spare your life, otherwise, you will die. '

Cui Tieji frowned.

This Sin-Slaying Knife is one of the most powerful divine weapons in the world. In Huang Batian's hands, it is not as simple as one plus one. He doesn't understand why Huang Batian doesn't just take Xiao Ping'an's life since he has a divine weapon in his hand.

This kid can kill a master at such a young age.

If he grows up, who can control him in the future?

Fortunately, Huang Batian has been in the Cui family for many years. Cui Tieji knows this person very well and understands that he must have his own intentions for doing this.

So... he didn't say anything else.

There are two masters in the Cui family.

One is bright and the other is dark.

However, except for some big shots, few people know this.

Most of the dignitaries thought that the Cui family had only one master, that is, the lower third-grade peak master: ‘Lei Tong’

Now, Lei Tong has been seriously injured and cannot take action within two days.

Otherwise, the injury will affect the origin.

It will be detrimental to future practice.

So.

The master hiding in the dark, Huang Batian, can only take action.

Don’t be the sixth one.

"As long as I kill Cui Tieji, I will leave."

Xiao Pingan glanced at the evil-slaying knife in Huang Batian's hand and said lightly.

He sensed a threat from this knife, as if, from the depths of his soul, he felt a deep fear... Because of the practice of Wen Dao, his soul is very powerful, and he is very sensitive to some special items.

There was a huge wave in his heart.

This knife seems to damage a person's soul.

You know, in this world, soul damage is much more serious than physical damage.

In this world, even if you lose your arms and legs, it's okay. Alchemists have superb medical skills and can make instruments that can replace human limbs, organs, etc., but if the soul is damaged.

Let alone the alchemist.

Even the master... there is nothing he can do.

It can be said that if the soul is damaged, let alone continuing to improve your cultivation, whether you can be reborn after death is a problem.

"I, Huang Batian, respect your choice."

After the black-robed man finished speaking, he moved his body and soared into the sky.

The evil-slaying knife in his hand.

Gently waved.

Suddenly.

A terrifying black light.

Appeared out of thin air, containing a strong power of decay and death.

Going towards Xiao Ping'an.

...

Thousands of miles away.

Qingping Ferry.

A drunkard was sleeping in a small wine shop.

At this moment.

The originally quiet night sky.

Suddenly became violent.

The wind and thunder continued.

The drunkard's face changed, he stood up suddenly, and ran quickly to the outside of the wine shop.

This drunkard looked to be about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, very tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. If it weren't for his messy hairstyle and smelly body, he would probably attract the attention of many young women.

After all, older women like strong and big men.

Only those young girls would like a handsome and thin dog.

The drunkard raised his head and muttered to himself.

"Has the evil-slaying knife been born? It seems... the world will be troubled from now on."

He frowned and wanted to go to the capital.

Then, he shook his head and said self-deprecatingly: "Now I am just a worthless, smelly, poor drunkard who has to buy alcohol on credit. What does it have to do with me whether the world is in chaos or not?"

Said.

Ignoring the raging in the sky,Back to the wine shop again,

Looking at the dozing waiter, he shouted: "Waiter, serve the wine!"

...

Not far away.

On the street.

It was raining heavily.

Thunder and lightning.

"Please have pity on the little beggar, give me something to eat."

A disheveled beggar squatted in the corner and said humbly to passers-by.

At this time, everyone was busy hiding from the rain!

Who has time to care about the life and death of this beggar?

Even if it doesn't rain, few people are willing to help beggars.

This world is like this, very ruthless.

The beggar called for a long time.

The broken bowl on the ground was still empty.

Just then, a little girl in red appeared. She had picturesque eyebrows, bright eyes and white teeth, and was graceful. Suddenly, she trotted over and dropped three copper coins to the beggar.

Then, she smiled at the beggar.

Ran away.

"Girl, what's your name???"

The beggar asked loudly.

The little girl smiled back and said crisply: "My name is Nannan."

"Nannan, I remember it. Good deeds will be rewarded."

The beggar raised his head, looked at the sky, frowned, and then looked at the direction where the little girl Nannan left, muttering.

...

This rain is really strange. It came suddenly and disappeared suddenly.

...

Cui family.

"Kill."