In Zhao Jinsheng's view, Fu Qingming tried his best to trick Qiao Kexin into the provincial capital and sent someone to hijack Qiao Kexin and Yueyue, which should have only one purpose, that is, to threaten Lin Hao with their safety.

But why did they threaten Lin Hao? Is Fu Qingming's own intention or has another mastermind? All these things must be investigated clearly.

But Fu Qingming had no intention of answering Zhao Jinsheng's question at all.

He pulled off one of his sleeves and bandaged his pierced palms. The severe pain made cold sweat appear on his forehead. His desperate eyes swept across Zhao Jinsheng and Luo Baisheng's faces, and then looked at Huang Dalong in the distance.

He said hatefully: "Even if you say that, you can't let me go. It's better to be more happy and kill and cut all the things you want!"

Luo Baisheng had been impatient for a long time. Seeing that Fu Qingming was unwilling to explain, he walked up with an iron whip.

"Since you don't want to say anything, then go and die!"

He raised the iron whip high and then smashed Fu Qingming into meat paste after it fell.

But at this moment, an old voice suddenly came: "You dare to hurt my descendants of the Fu family, you are so brave!"

An old man in white flew out from the direction of the Fu family manor. He waved his palms together, mixed with the sound of breaking through the air, and hit Luo Baisheng's face.

Luo Baisheng took a step back and swept out at the same time. The powerful gale wind was more fierce than the opponent's true energy.

The old man did not fight head-on, and his body suddenly changed and rolled backwards. At the same time, he grabbed Fu Qingming's shoulder and took him back for more than ten meters away.

When Fu Qingming saw the old man's face clearly, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face: "Father, are you cured?"

"Yes." The old man nodded slightly.

He looked in his eighties, with sparse hair and wrinkles on his face, but his body exuded a strong warrior atmosphere. It was Fu Cuishan, the old man of the Fu family.

I was soaked in the medicine barrel just now, but after taking the pill just refined by Meng Tiandao, my cultivation and physical strength have recovered.

After awakening, he learned that someone came to Fu's house to make trouble. He immediately went out to check and happened to save Fu Qingming.

Fu Cuishan was sick in bed for a long time and did not know the cause and effect of the matter.

But looking at Zhao Jinsheng and Luo Paisheng with murderous intent, Huang Dalong standing not far behind, and more than 200 enemies staring at him, he immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

Among the people opposite, Fu Cuishan only knew Huang Dalong and should have thought that the Huanglong Group was the one who wanted to deal with the Fu family, and he felt extremely angry.

"Chairman Huang, what do you mean? Why do you have to deal with our Fu family?"

Huang Dalong took care of the collar of the suit and said disdainfully: "There is nothing to say. The Fu family will perish. Today is the day when you first recover from a serious illness, and it is also the time for you to die."

Fu Cuishan saw the wound on Fu Qingming's hand and also saw the Fu family's hut that fell all over the ground. When he found the bloody corpse on the other side of Mr. Feng's head, he was furious.

He walked forward slowly, picked up a long knife from the ground, and stared at Huang Dalong with cold eyes.

"Even if you can destroy my Fu family, I will bring a few more people to bury him!"

Zhao Jinsheng took a step forward, holding a long sword in his hand. Just as he was about to deal with Fu Cuishan, Luo Baisheng rushed out first.

"Leave this old ghost to me!"

As he spoke, Luo Baisheng had already rushed to Fu Cuishan and waved the 72-pound black iron whip with his hand, and smashed it down like Mount Tai, like a squeezing down the other party's head.

As the saying goes, boxing is afraid of being strong at a young age. If Fu Cuishan, who is already in his 80s, chooses to fight against Luo Baisheng, who is in his forties, he will be really confused.

Moreover, he also saw that the iron whip in Luo Baisheng's hand was unusual, and every time he waved it, a strong wind burst out.

Fu Cuishan's toes were on the ground and his body flashed to the right, avoiding Luo Baisheng's domineering and powerful attack.

boom!

The iron whip hit the ground, and a deafening sound suddenly burst out, and the bluestone floor was smashed and splashed.

Fu Cuishan slashed at Luo Baisheng with a knife. Luo Baisheng buried his head and avoided it, supported his hands on the ground and rotated his body, and the iron whip swept towards Fu Cuishan's lower plate.

Fu Cuishan soared into the air, jumped over Luo Baisheng, and avoided Luo Baisheng's attack again.

Luo Baisheng's expression gradually became solemn. He had already realized that the other party was also a martial master. Although he was old, his skills were extremely flexible, and he jumped up and down like a monkey.

Although the iron whip I used was powerful, it was too bulky. In the final analysis, it was to sacrifice speed for strength.

In addition, I have been practicing the iron whip for a short time and have not been able to fully control its energy, so it is difficult to hurt Fu Cuishan.

It is obvious that Fu Cuishan also saw this. His eyes showed contempt and sneered: "A wasteful person is worthy of possessing a top-grade weapon? It's a waste of resources! Why don't you give it to me, maybe I can spare you all the time

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Luo Baisheng raised the iron whip, as if thinking about what Fu Cuishan had just said, and suddenly sighed softly.

"Since you want it, take it!"

After saying that, he threw the iron whip in his hand at Fu Cuishan.

This scene was beyond everyone's expectations, and no one expected that Luo Baisheng would suddenly give up his weapons.

Although Fu Cuishan didn't know what Luo Baisheng was thinking, he couldn't help but reach out to pick it up when he saw the iron whip shot at him.

But just as his left hand grabbed the whip, he suddenly felt a irresistible strong force, as if he was about to slap the flesh in his palm.

He didn't expect that the iron whip would be so heavy, and his body was pulled to the side by the iron whip. He was caught off guard and could only let go.

At the same time, Luo Baisheng's bronze fists had hit him.

At this time, Fu Cuishan had no time to react and wanted to slash Luo Baisheng with a knife, but he was still one step slower after all.

Luo Baisheng hit Fu Cuishan in the chest with both punches. The power of the Vajra Arhat Fist immediately made Fu Cuishan spit out a mouthful of blood and his body flew backwards.

Fu Cuishan's body hit the door and knocked the heavy door panel down.

He had just recovered from a serious illness and was severely injured again, and his face turned pale.

"Father! Father!"

Fu Qingming shouted anxiously and ran over to help Fu Cuishan lift him up.

Fu Cuishan was powerless to fight again. He looked at the sky with his eyes and shouted in a sad voice: "The sky is about to perish, my Fu family! I didn't expect that I had just recovered from my illness and had to watch the Fu family perish with my own eyes. It would be better to let me die earlier.

never mind."

Luo Baisheng pulled out the iron whip inserted into the wall and walked to Fu Qingming and Fu Cuishan. Thinking of his eldest disciple Lu Feng, his eyes were filled with hatred and anger.

"It's not that God wants to destroy the Fu family, it's that you have to destroy yourself and you deserve the sin!"

Fu Cuishan looked confused and had no idea what was going on. He looked at Fu Qingming with inquiring eyes, wondering how the Fu family offended these people.

Fu Qingming buried his head and said nothing, because it was meaningless at this time.

Ding Lingling!

Just as Luo Baisheng was about to take action, a crisp bell sounded suddenly.

Fu Cuishan's face suddenly changed, and his body stood up stiffly like a spring, as if he was completely out of his control.

He was wondering what was going on. The true energy in his body suddenly gathered in his palm, and his palms rushed forward without hesitation, slapped Luo Baisheng on the shoulder.

Although Luo Baisheng was prepared for a long time, he was very surprised after avoiding it.

Because just now he clearly noticed that Fu Cuishan's aura was very weak, but at this moment, the other party's body burst out with a strong fighting spirit. After a palm hit the air, he rushed over again without fear of death.

Luo Baisheng swept across the iron whip and hit Fu Cuishan's abdomen firmly. Fu Cuishan's body immediately smashed back like a cannonball, crashing into a wall.

His abdomen was covered in blood, his white clothes were dyed red, and his face was pale without a trace of blood.

Luo Baisheng was confident that the blow just now could completely inactivate the opponent's ability to move.

But amid the crisp sound of the bell, Fu Cuishan's body stood up straight, as if he had never been injured before, and the true energy in his body was bursting in a strange form.
Chapter completed!