Deliveryman of the Heaven

Just now, Situ Nan and the other two had been staring at Weiqing and Xuanyuan Shiba's side!    

One was a peerless genius who had not lost yet, and the other was a demon who had rebutted him time and time again. Even if Weiqing's strength was lacking, he still had something to look forward to. But in the blink of an eye, Xuanyuan Shiba was severely injured by Weiqing, so these three old fellows couldn't figure out how Weiqing did it!    

Seeing that his son was injured, the green robed old man rushed over and roared at Weiqing!    

"Weiqing, let go of my son!"    

Weiqing's foot had just landed on Xuanyuan Shiba's chest. Xuanyuan Shiba's brain was severely injured, so right now, both of his hands were covering his head as he wailed on the ground, unable to retaliate at all. Weiqing circled the Flying Sword above his head and laughed coldly: "Try moving forward, I guarantee that your son will not even scream!"    

The old man in green robe immediately stopped and said anxiously: "Weiqing, as long as you let Eighteen go, you can raise any conditions you want!"    

Situ Nan shouted in a low voice from the side, "Weiqing, don't let him go, or else in the future, a great calamity will definitely befall you!"    

"Xuanyuan Shiba, do you know why you were defeated by me? Because you're too confident! And I am an unconfident person! " Weiqing coldly looked at Xuanyuan Shiba, who was beneath his feet, and shook his head: "We are not the same kind of people at all. If you're the same as me, afraid of death yet not confident, then you're the one who's going to be a terrifying opponent!"    

Ever since he underestimated Lin Xiaotian and almost lost his life, Weiqing became especially cautious.    

An unremarkable ant could kill an elephant, let alone a man!    

In the battle, everything changes, as long as the opponent is not a cold corpse, the victory will not belong to you!    

"I refuse to accept this!" Xuanyuan Shiba hugged his head as he roared at Weiqing, his eyes completely red!    

The Flying Sword had pierced through Xuanyuan Shiba's forehead. Not only was he not dead, he was even able to maintain his consciousness! Weiqing stomped his foot on his face, causing Xuanyuan Shiba to shake his head with all his might. Weiqing turned the Flying Sword over and sneered: How about we make another bet, try me on another sword strike, can I send you to Yama?    

Xuanyuan Shiba gave up struggling, but his mouth was roaring: "I do not accept this, you are just a despicable villain!"    

Weiqing suddenly laughed and said: "I am despicable? Did I say I used a spell to defeat you? "I've already told you very clearly, if you walk within one meter of me, you will die without a doubt. It's just that you don't believe me, now do you think I'm despicable?"    

"In any case, I refuse to accept this outcome!" Xuanyuan Shiba clamored.    

Weiqing suddenly roared: "Enough!"    

Xuanyuan Shiba was completely speechless. He could feel the killing intent on Weiqing's face!    

"I'm not in the mood to waste words with you right now. You're the one who should say it, or your old man should say it. Perhaps I'm happy now, so I can let you off this time!" Weiqing heaved a long sigh, and the Flying Sword started to descend towards his temples. The old man in green immediately shouted: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"    

Weiqing nodded his head: "Speak, we'll talk after we think about it!"    

The old man in green slowly said, "Twenty-five years ago, in your hometown, Qinghe Town, there was a big battle with Taoism Realm. The target of this war was a strange woman with a baby in her arms. At that time, this strange girl was heavily injured, and my father participated in this operation. In the end, he killed her, and the child fell into the river, nowhere to be found! After the incident, my father sent me to find this child, but I was unable to find him.    

Weiqing snorted: "That's all?"    

The old man in the green tunic smiled bitterly and said, "At least on the surface." After that, my father sent me to look for this child. It wasn't to cut the roots, but to bring him back to the Xuanyuan family. It's a pity that I am useless and could not bring you back. Otherwise, this would not be the situation that I am in now! "    

Weiqing snorted: "Your imagination is quite beautiful. Such a dog-blooded bridge, do you think I would believe you?" With that said, the Flying Sword moved closer to Xuanyuan Shiba!    

The old man quickly said, "Last time, you won eighteen at the Heaven's Altar, and they wanted to kill you. That's why I sent people to investigate your identity." "According to what I know, there are very few cultivators that come out of Clear Water Town, and at your age, you are the only cultivator!"    

"You're curious as to why I'm certain that the infant from that year was you, right?"    

"The reason is simple!"    

"One, your age fits your age. And you're an abandoned baby who was raised by someone else!"    

"Second, among the four people who participated in the operation all those years ago, there were one person who was an expert at the peak of the Efferent Phase. However, in the following ten years, all four of them died because of this woman! From this, you can see how shocking this woman's cultivation was back then! "    

"If your parents were ordinary people, even if you coincidentally became a monk by chance, you wouldn't have such talent!"    

"You must have some shocking secret on your body. At least in terms of passing on your bloodline, you won't lose to anyone!"    

"Believe it or not!"    

Weiqing listened quietly and was shocked in his heart. However, he pretended to be calm and asked, "Then why did they chase after this woman back then?"    

"This, I really don't know. I also asked my father this question, but he didn't tell me even before he died. Apart from my father, I only know one other person from the Shangguan Family of the Kunlun Mountains, the Shangguan Family.    

"After all, the Shangguan Family Castle is the leader of that operation."    

The old man let out a long sigh and asked, "I've already told you everything I know. Can you let my son go now?"    

Weiqing kicked Xuanyuan Shiba and shouted: "Scram!"    

The green robed and white clothed old man immediately supported Xuanyuan Shiba, preparing to leave, when Weiqing suddenly shouted: "Wait!"    

The old man in the green tunic angrily said, "You're going back on your word?"    

"Hmph, do you think I have to go back on my word?" Weiqing looked at Xuanyuan Shiba who was fiercely staring at him and mocked, "Your son is not going to teach you, but your father has. As his father, you should properly discipline your son, otherwise, even if I let him go today, he would definitely die at the hands of others in the future!"    

The green-clothed person's face trembled. Clearly, he knew that Weiqing was right, so he supported Xuanyuan Shiba and walked down the mountain. Xuanyuan Shiba bellowed: "Weiqing, you better leave Liang Shan alive. "Of course!"    

Weiqing only cut softly, and no longer paid any attention to her. He looked at the bright moon in the sky, and his eyes became a little blurry …    

Was that wonderful girl really his mother?    

What was her name and where did she come from? Why were they injured, and why were they being chased? Also, who was his father? Weiqing still did not know about any of the problems he faced. He only knew that his mother was most likely a strong monk, and she was not just average strong either.