Chapter 569 Kill your mother first, then kill you!
"You ask me if I dare?"

When Le Wenmao heard this, he seemed to have heard a huge joke. He chopped off the hidden weapon shot by Cui Xing with a knife. Like his father, it could only hurt people.

but.

When it comes to hidden weapons, Cui Xing is stronger than his father. Not to mention dealing with ordinary martial artists, even dealing with experienced martial artists is not a problem for him. But he happened to meet him, and after all, he was still a little bit lacking.

next moment.

Le Wenmao was just about to kill the vicious woman Cui with a single blow. Even though he didn't say anything to Cui, no one in the entire Liangshui Town, let alone him, didn't know what Cui was like.

She was a vicious woman of the highest order. She looked at the slaves who were forced to be sold into the Cui Mansion. All of them had been bullied by Cui. She did not treat the slaves in the mansion as human beings at all.

If they were not pleased with her, she would slap them in the face or give them some other punishment. In any case, there was not a single servant in the Cui Mansion who was not bullied by the Cui family.

If the servants in the Cui Mansion were not important properties in Cui's eyes and could be sold for money, those who were disliked by her would not only be bullied in various ways.

possible……

I can’t even save my life!

Cui Xing rushed forward and saw Le Wenmao raising his knife, ready to take his mother's life. He cursed angrily and thrust out the long sword in his hand like a cold poisonous snake. With a "clang", he stopped Le Wenmao from chopping down the long sword, but the tremendous power that burst out from the long sword made Cui Xing's face change drastically.

He never thought that Le Wenmao, a dying man, would have such terrifying power. He cursed:

"You cowardly old thing, if you have such ability, why didn't you dare to say a word when your son and daughter-in-law died tragically at the hands of the eldest son of the Zhu family? Now you come to my house to make trouble and brutally kill my father under the pretext of standing up for your grandson?"

"Not only did I brutally kill your father, I will also kill your mother later, and finally it will be your turn!"

Le Wenmao sneered and did not explain to Cui Xing in detail why he did not dare to avenge his son and daughter-in-law with such great abilities. It was for the sake of his grandson that he had to swallow his anger.

"It sounds good, but I don't know who will win next!"

Cui Xing sneered, no longer holding back, and used almost all his skills.

Although he didn't understand why such a powerful character could exist in a small Liangshui Town, he knew that Le Wenmao was most likely crazy. From the fact that the old man brutally murdered his father, it could be seen that this old man was provoked by something.

Doing such a stupid thing!

If he dared to hold back in the fight with Le Wenmao, he would be the one who would suffer in the end, or even lose his life.

“Dang!”, “Dang!”, “Dang!”

The sound of golden swords clashing rang out one after another, but there was no sign of Le Wenmao and Cui Xing in the yard. Only afterimages could be seen passing by one after another, with powerful energy raging and raising waves of dust.

Le Zhuang opened his eyes wide, trying to see clearly the fight between his grandfather and Cui Xing, fearing that his grandfather would suffer a loss. Unfortunately, his eyesight was still a lot poor. Not to mention seeing clearly the fight between his grandfather and Cui Xing, he couldn't even see clearly which afterimage was his grandfather's and which afterimage was Cui Xing.

Le Zhuang asked worriedly, "Uncle, did my grandfather suffer any loss?" "Five, four, three..."

Taoist Xuanqing did not respond to Le Zhuang's question, but shouted out numbers. Just when Le Zhuang didn't understand why Taoist Xuanqing was counting down for no apparent reason, he heard him shout out "one", and the next second, a figure flew backwards.

"grandfather……"

Le Zhuang was startled, thinking that it was his grandfather who suffered. He shouted hurriedly and was about to rush forward to check on his grandfather's condition when he was pulled back by Taoist Xuan Qing. He came to his senses and took a closer look. He found that it was Cui Xing who flew backwards. His grandfather walked towards Cui with a long sword in his hand. He was relieved and said:

"Is my grandpa so powerful?"

"My master is such a pretentious person!"

Wang Ping'an had a playful smile on his face. When his master was counting down, he had already noticed that the situation on the battlefield was that old man Le Wenmao had the upper hand. His master must have seen it as well and even calculated when Le Wenmao would knock Cui Xing away.

He was actually very surprised. How could Le Wenmao, who was just a patient lying in bed waiting to die not long ago, suddenly become so powerful?

Wang Pingan looked at Cui Xing, who was beaten and flew away, with wounds all over his body, and then looked at Cui Xing who was walking towards her vigorously. Cui Xing was so scared that she stood up and wanted to escape, but for some reason, she suddenly fell to the ground and could only crawl on all fours to avoid Le Wenmao who was walking towards her. He said thoughtfully:

"Could it be that the burning of his blood and lifespan made him so powerful all of a sudden?"

However, this thought did not stay in Wang Ping'an's mind for too long before he shook his head to deny it. He did not know what it was like to burn his blood and lifespan, but he guessed that Le Wenmao himself must be extremely powerful, and burning his blood and lifespan could at most restore him to his peak period.

perhaps.

Others could increase their combat power exponentially by burning their essence, blood and lifespan, but he guessed that it was impossible for old man Le Wenmao, because of his current situation. His body was already weak and sick, and it would be great if he could recover to his peak state.

"Brother Le..."

Cui looked at Le Wenmao, who was walking towards her with a bloody long knife in his hand, as if she had seen a devil. She tried to beg for mercy with a trembling voice, but Le Wenmao showed no sign of stopping. She quickly changed her words and shouted, "Xiaoxing, save me!"

"Stop it, old man!"

Cui Xing got up from the ground with the help of a group of burly warriors. He heard his mother shouting and screaming. Looking up, he saw Le Wenmao raising his long sword and slashing it down with a roar, but it was useless. A stream of blood spurted out, and as the long sword fell, his mother's head fell to the ground.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Cui Xing spat out a mouthful of blood. It was unknown whether it was because he was injured by Le Wenmao or because he saw his parents die tragically at Le Wenmao's hands. His face was ferocious, and he looked like a beast that was ready to eat its prey. The anger in his eyes burned like flames, and he shouted:
"What are you still standing there for? Go and kill that old man. Whoever brings me his head will be our gang's deputy leader!"

Hearing this, the burly warriors who were originally a little afraid of Le Wenmao looked at each other, with fiery expressions on their faces and in their eyes. They had been following Cui Xing for a long time, and they had seen how much Cui Xing enjoyed himself. They were so envious, and now after hearing Cui Xing's words, how could they restrain themselves?

They all raised their swords and rushed towards Le Wenmaofei.

(End of this chapter)