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

"Hehehe, arrogant boy, see where you can run to."

The wall of Luming Academy is in front.

Xiao Ping'an has no way to go, and Jin Tailang laughed.

"Today, I will let you know the consequences of messing with my Lotus Tower."

Jin Tailang grinned, roared, and took a step.

With a terrifying murderous aura.

He flew towards Xiao Ping'an with great momentum.

Swish.

A blue flying knife fell on his head.

"Your flying knife is really powerful, but it's a pity that your strength is too weak, only the sixth grade. If you were the seventh grade, I would run away on the spot if you used this flying knife skill, but... now it's a little bit worse."

Jin Tailang stretched out two fingers and clamped the boss's flying knife.

He said with a smile.

Xiao Ping'an fell to the ground.

His face was calm.

Jin Tailang landed at the same time and frowned: "Why don't you run away."

Xiao Pingan stared at the gray-robed old man.

He smiled and said: "In addition to Xiao Li Feidao, I have another trick. Once this trick is used, even if you are a ninth-grade master, you will have to flee. Do you believe it?"

"Humph, I don't believe it. If you want to bluff and trick me away, I advise you to put away this kind of cleverness and tricks. After all, the person in front of you is a master, not a three-year-old child."

Jin Tailang sneered again and again.

"I advise you to get out now, otherwise, you will die without a burial place." Xiao Pingan said loudly.

"Humph, I won't leave until you die."

"It seems that you are determined to hit the wall."

"So what?"

Xiao Pingan took a step forward, stepped out with his left foot, stretched out his hands, and made the standard movements of Huang Feihong.

Although he did not find any danger, Jin Tailang was still as if he was facing a great enemy. His whole body was tense and he was ready to attack at any time. After all, this kid was very strange. Although he was only a sixth-grade cultivator, he actually had a magical flying knife.

If he was not a master in the middle stage of the Grandmaster,

I am afraid that he would die under this flying knife.

Maybe what he said was true. This kid really had martial arts that were more powerful than Xiao Li's flying knife.

"Master, help me, someone wants to kill me."

Xiao Pingan put his hands on his mouth and shouted loudly.

Damn it.

Jin Tailang widened his eyes. It was incredible. He had heard of the master's name, but he was not a scholar, so he didn't know that the Luming Academy behind Xiao Pingan was the master's territory.

Xiao Pingan thought that the master would take action. After all, he admired him.

He had now entered Tianzi Academy. I have become the disciple of the Master. If the disciple is in trouble, would the Master be embarrassed to watch the show? Of course he would be embarrassed. However, something embarrassing happened.

There was no movement in Luming Academy.

Let alone the Master, no one, no dog, no cat... no fly, did not fly out.

What the hell?

Xiao Ping'an's face changed drastically.

"Haha, it's really bluffing. I'm not in the mood to play with you anymore. Die."

Jin Tailang was shocked at first. After all, a person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. The Master's invincible reputation has long been imprinted in the hearts of all cultivators in the world. Even if he is a ninth-grade master, he dare not touch the Master's tiger whiskers.

However, no one came out.

He is not afraid again.

He thinks it's okay again.

However.

Jin Tailang doesn't want to waste time anymore... As the saying goes, villains die because of talking too much. Wait, if the Master really comes out, it's all over.

Thinking so.

With a sharp whistle.

Jin Tailang flew out.

Approached Xiao Pingan.

Xiao Pingan had no choice. The doctor was right. One must rely on oneself. Otherwise, if you rely on a mountain, the mountain will fall. If you rely on a person, the person will run away. The two people turned into afterimages and fought fiercely on the roof of Luming Academy.

You throw a punch.

I throw a kick.

He throws another kick.

I throw another knife.

…

Fist shadows continued, flying knives shook the earth, gods were afraid of gods, ghosts cried when they saw ghosts…

Because Xiao Li's flying knife was too sharp, Jin Tailang couldn't take Xiao Pingan for a while.

A cup of tea passed quickly.

There was no time to delay.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Jin Tailang's eyes.

He was going to use his ultimate move. After all, Xiao Ping'an's words just now really scared him. What if the master was really the backer of this kid? What should he do?

"Sweep the army."

Swish.

A long sword suddenly appeared in Kintaro's sleeve.

A bright light.Just like moonlight.

In an instant, it stung Xiao Ping'an's eyes.

Damn.

I got hit.

Dragonfly slashes water three times.

The strong wind blew up Xiao Ping'an's long hair.

This knife was very fast.

Surprisingly fast.

Like lightning.

Fortunately, at the critical moment.

Xiao Ping'an dodged the knife, but not completely. His hair crown was shattered by the knife, and his long hair fell.

Dengdengdeng.

Xiao Ping'an fell to the ground.

His face was pale.

He is worthy of being a ninth-grade master.

He is a sixth-grade master.

There is a difference of three realms. Even if Xiao Li's flying knife is mysterious and never misses, it is no match for the man in front of him.

Dare not waste time any more.

Because Kintaro had a bad premonition in his heart.

It was as if there were a pair of eyes staring at him, like a thorn in his back, like a fishbone stuck in his throat, like sitting on pins and needles... It made him feel uncomfortable all over. Damn, it's poisonous. In order to get rid of this strange feeling.

A terrible murderous intent burst out from his eyes.

It was so fast that it seemed to turn into a flash of lightning.

It quickly approached Xiao Ping'an.

This knife.

It was like a half moon in the sky, slashing down towards the bottom.

It was like a mountain pressing down on the top of the head.

On the bright back of the knife.

Xiao Ping'an's somewhat pale face was reflected.

Am I going to die?

Damn.

I am the protagonist.

Why am I going to die?

I am not willing.

In Xiao Ping'an's dark pupils, the silver knife is getting bigger and bigger.

Hahaha.

You are finally going to die, this evil boy.

Kintaro laughed in his heart.

Just at this moment.

A golden fireball, the size of a basketball, flew from the west and landed on him first. Without any resistance, Kintaro flew out with his sword.

Puff.

Blood mist filled the sky.

Sprayed out from Kintaro's mouth.

Bang.

Landed on the ground.

Splashed up a cloud of dust.

With blood all over his face, Kintaro sat up suddenly with a look of extreme fear on his face.

Facing the place where the golden fireball appeared.

He roared: "Master... Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!"

This kid is actually the Master's man and didn't lie to me.

"Get out!"

A majestic voice sounded.

Okay.

Kintaro quickly got up and ran away, even though he was a ninth-grade master and could fly, but he didn't dare to fly now. Who knows if the Master's fireball will come again? Although everyone knows that the Master does not kill, he has crippled you.

You have no fighting power.

It's even worse.