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

"Yes, I lost. Old Lord Ling, you have a good son, ahem..."

Cui Zhongshi's face turned pale, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Old Patriarch."

"Nothing can happen to you."

"Old Patriarch, you can't die."

"Xiao Ping'an, don't hurt the old Patriarch, I'm telling you seriously, don't force me to kneel down and beg you."

"..."

"Who else????"

Xiao Ping'an held the blue Little Li Flying Knife, looked around, and said with rebelliousness.

A group of Cui family members who were swept by his eyes were all frightened and took a step back.

We didn't come to you to provoke you. There is a head for injustice and a master for debt. You can find Master Cui Tieji. We are innocent.

"Since there is no one to stop me." Xiao Ping'an tilted his head and smiled at Cui Tieji.

Swish.

The Little Li Flying Knife in his hand.

Suddenly launched.

The three-inch knife, with a blue stream of light.

Heading towards Cui Tieji.

The bright moonlight in the sky shone down.

It illuminated Cui Tieji's livid and pale face.

He wanted to run.

But, for some reason, his speed slowed down, or rather, his speed was not slow, but Xiao Li Feidao was too fast.

In a panic.

Cui Tieji could only pull the Cui family member closest to him over to block him in front of him.

However, Xiao Li Feidao was too lethal. Not to mention one meat shield, even if there were ten meat shields, it would not be of any use.

A blue light penetrated from the forehead of the shield.

The momentum did not decrease.

It penetrated Cui Tieji's skull.

"Ah."

Cui Tieji's eyes widened, unable to believe it.

Dead, he was actually dead.

I am the head of the Cui family, how could I die.

Ancestor, why don't you come out to save me?

Ancestor.

Ah.

Cui Tieji wanted to roar loudly, but when he shouted hard, he found that he could only make a gurgling sound, and then he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Among them, there were many liver fragments.

He looked at Xiao Pingan very unwillingly.

Xiao Pingan, if you dare to kill me, you will not die well. I am waiting for you below.

I curse you, for all your lives, you will be betrayed and die by the people around you, and your sons and daughters will have no assholes...

There was no time to curse too much.

He finally fell down.

Cui Tieji, the head of the Cui family, died just like that? ? ?

Everyone was stunned.

They couldn't believe it. They looked at Xiao Pingan stupidly. At this moment, they really wanted to open this kid's brain and study why he was so stupid?

What was he thinking.

You said that you could just kill Cui Anquan.

But, you actually dared to kill the head of the Cui family.

Are you really not afraid of causing a group attack from the aristocratic families?

You know, when the noble families start fighting.

But it doesn't matter if you are the son of a duke or the emperor, it's useless, you must die.

You killed the head of a noble family like this, there is no room for maneuver.

As the saying goes.

You can't be too extreme in doing things, you have to leave yourself a way out.

Xiao Ping'an's current behavior of killing Cui Tieji.

Just do it to the extreme.

There is no way out for himself.

You say he is a genius, he doesn't know how to be low-key, and doesn't understand the principle of "a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind".

You say he is stupid.

A young master who is favored by the teacher and passed on the power of a saint, less than 20 years old, is already a martial arts seventh-grade master, it seems that it can't be said.

I can only say: you are courting death! ! !

"Xiao Ping'an, you have done it to the extreme."

Cui Zhongshi shook his head and sighed.

Son, grandson is dead.

He was sad.

But not too sad.

After all, he had more than one son and one grandson, and many more...

"So what?"

"Even if my Cui family is willing to let you go, the aristocratic families will not let you go. You have offended so many people. Even if the master wants to protect you, it is difficult... Even if he protects you this time, do you think the master will protect you for life?"

"Let me tell you, the life span of a semi-saint is one thousand years. The master is now eight hundred years old. Moreover, the master will often go into seclusion. Once he goes into seclusion, it can be as short as two or three years, or as long as twenty or thirty years. How long do you think the master can protect you????"

"So?"

"Leave a line for others so that we can meet again in the future."

"The enemy is dead, I should go."

Xiao Ping'an said lightly.

"Go?" Cui Zhongshi was stunned, and seemed to be a little confused about Xiao Ping'an's brain circuit. He didn't think that he could kill so many people from the Cui family and still be intact.Leave the Xiao family.

No way, no way.

"Why, Prime Minister Cui, do you still want to keep me for dinner?"

Xiao Ping'an said with a smile.

"Dinner is not possible, but I can have a last meal before execution."

"You want to kill me?"

"I said that you killed Tieji, and the aristocratic family can't tolerate you. Have you forgotten that I am also from an aristocratic family?"

"I don't want to kill you. But what you did, I have to kill you."

"With you?" Xiao Ping'an glanced at the flying knife still stuck in Cui Zhongshi's chest and smiled.

However.

The next moment.

Xiao Ping'an's smile disappeared.

I saw that the flying knife on Cui Zhongshi's chest was gone, and his blood also disappeared. He recovered as before, as if he had never been injured.

"This is a trick. When you are at the eighth level of Confucianism and Taoism, you can learn the magical power." Cui Zhongshi seemed to see Xiao Ping'an's doubts, pointed to a century-old dragon camphor tree not far away, and said: "Your flying knife is there."

Xiao Ping'an looked over.

He found his own flying knife.

At this moment, it was quietly inserted into a tree trunk.

The tree trunk was leaking rosin.

It was like blood, but the color was white.

"The magical power of Confucianism and Taoism is really magical."

Xiao Ping'an sighed.

"I didn't fight you seriously just now, but now I'm going to be serious." Cui Zhongshi said.

Just now, he held back.

After all, as a good prime minister who cares about the country and the people, he didn't want to kill Xiao Ping'an, the descendant of a loyal minister, but now he has to kill him.

After all, the hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable.

Moreover.

Even if he didn't kill Xiao Ping'an today.

Xiao Ping'an would still die.

At that time, many noble families would take action.

It would not be Xiao Ping'an who died, but the entire Xiao family.

Instead of this, it would be better to let Xiao Ping'an die in his hands, which could be regarded as a personal grudge.

In this way, it would not have to rise to the level of the entire family.

Of course, Xiao Ping'an died.

But the group of old, weak, women and children in the Xiao family could live.

If he didn't take action, and someone else took action, it is very likely that the Xiao family would be a river of blood.

The old prime minister's eyes flashed slightly.

"Dark clouds are covering the city."

Suddenly.

Dark clouds all over the sky.

Gathered in the air.

The wind was rising.

Xiao Ping'an looked up at the sky and frowned.

He could feel that a very powerful force, enough to devour his entire body, was slowly condensing.

No.

Can't delay any longer.

I want to go.

One step.

Xiao Pingan turned into a shadow and flew towards Cui Zhongshi.

Only by killing this old man.

He can leave.

As long as Cui Zhongshi dies.

By then, with the Cui family being so big, who can stop him? ? ? ? ?