Chapter 139 Anger Was Raging

"You want to die, little brat!" Supervisor Wei Ming, with a roar, stared at Jing Yan ferociously.

If not for the presence of too many outsiders, he would have been unable to resist and slapped the little brat named jingyan to death. How can I wait for this little brat to show off here!

The wei family, is it possible for anyone to break through?

"Wei Ming, bring Liu Xiaoyue's female warrior over!" Wei Jiuhe, the clan leader, waved his hand and said gloomily.

He looked at Jing Yan with a murderous look in his eyes.

He had decided to kill Jing Yan no matter what. This son must not leave The wei family House alive. If it were to leave The wei family House safely today, then the The wei family would be completely disgraced. There was no need to wait until tomorrow. Today, the news would spread throughout Duanyang city.

Therefore, this son must be killed. Even if this Jing Yan was the eldest son or grandson of the jing family, he must be killed here!

As for the female warrior named Liu Xiaoyue, it didn't matter. Letting it go would also shut up the mouths of other families, just like the old woman in the Nian family.

Wei Jiuhe thought about it and looked at Nian Lan naturally.

At this point, Nian Lan narrowed his eyes and did not say anything about the The wei family.

Wei Ming, get two The wei family guards to bring people to the dungeon.

A moment later, two guards came over carrying a man.

"Xiaoyue?"

Jing Yan's heart tightened.

Because, Liu Xiaoyue, he didn't walk over by himself, but was carried over by the guards of the The wei family.

The two The wei family guards carried the man here and threw him directly onto the ground.

Jing Yan's heart was boiling with anger, and he took a step forward and came to Liu Xiaoyue's side.

At this moment, Liu Xiaoyue's hair was disheveled and his clothes were stained with blood.

"Xiaoyue, how are you?" Jing Yan felt as if a thorn had pierced deep into his heart.

He and Liu Xiaoyue haven't known each other for long, that's right.

It was only the second time he had met Liu Xiaoyue, and that was right.

He and Liu Xiaoyue were not very close, or even, strictly speaking, ordinary friends.

But for some reason, when Jing Yan saw Liu Xiaoyue's situation, he couldn't control his anger. The heart, too, seemed to be squeezed hard by a pair of fists. Even breathing was very heavy.

Jing Yan thought that there was also a sachet from Liu Xiaoyue in his Sumi ring.

"Cough... Cough..." Liu Xiaoyue, who was in a coma, coughed when she heard Jing Yan's words.

She actually, in the corner of her mouth, appeared a smile.

"Yes... Is it young master Jing Yan?" Liu Xiaoyue's voice was very weak. Her face was extremely pale and she was so angry that she could not open her eyes at any moment.

"It's me!" Jing Yan trembled.

He had thought that Liu Xiaoyue might have died in the The wei family. However, he never thought that liu xiaoyue would be tortured like this. He could already feel that Liu Xiaoyue's martial meridians were almost completely destroyed.

The meridians of martial arts!

It was not just that cultivation was crippled. The martial arts meridians were damaged, and there were 108 martial arts meridians all over the body. Even if only one of them was damaged, the pain was unbearable to ordinary martial artists. Liu Xiaoyue's meridians, however, were mostly broken.

Such an injury, still alive, could be said to be a miracle.

Liu Xiaoyue, how much pain did he suffer? This kind of pain, let a young woman in her teens, to bear, how painful is this?

"Nothing!"

"It's all right!"

Jing Yan said softly.

"Xiaoyue, it's safe now. Don't be afraid. I'll take you away, I promise." Jing Yan, a deep voice, whispered in Liu Xiaoyue's ear.

As he spoke, a murderous feeling spread around Jing Yan's body.

At this moment, the anger in Jing Yan's heart could no longer be described in words. Even if Liu Xiaoyue was killed by the wei family, Jing Yan would not be so angry. Yes, if Liu Xiaoyue died, Jing Yan wouldn't be so angry.

"Hahaha..."

"The wei family, okay! Okay!" Jing Yan, your breath is floating.

"The wei family! You old men, little bastards. One of you counts as one. Today, your grandfather, I, Jing Yan, if you don't blood wash your The wei family, I will be in the courtyard of your wei family's house and die!" Jing Yan's eyes, one by one, swept past Wei Jiuhe, the head of the wei family, and the wei parents.

The Flowing light sword in his hand moved slowly, and the sword aura lingered in the surrounding space.

"You brutes, you can do such a heavy blow to a weak woman. You don't deserve to live in this world." Jing yan took a breath and said, "Hehe, it is so vicious to break the meridians of a weak woman's martial arts." Jing Yan's words echoed and wandered over the entire The wei family arena.

"What?"

"This..."

"Are there eighty-four broken meridians in martial arts?"

In the beginning, most of the people present did not take it seriously. These people had seen countless dead people and countless injured people. Liu Xiaoyue was not someone they knew, and neither was life or death related to them.

However, when they heard jing yan say that Liu Xiaoyue's meridians of martial arts were broken eighty-four times, they couldn't help but be moved.

More than 80 meridians of martial arts were broken!

God, how much pain does this woman have to endure? Is this a pain that humans can bear?

"Hehe, the The wei family... The The wei family... Is really unimaginable!" Nian Lan, at this moment, also sneered and looked at the The wei family.

She, can't even see through it! She's an outsider, can't even see through it. In his heart, he could not contain a trace of anger. Even if this woman named Liu Xiaoyue had nothing to do with her, she couldn't stand it. It was not a pretense, but a real impatience and uncontrollable anger.

Not only Nian Lan, but also the other senior figures from all the families in Duanyang city, their faces were gloomy and they looked at Wei Jiuhe and the others.

Wei Jiuhe and the others frowned. They really, really didn't expect that Liu Xiaoyue would break eighty-four meridians in the dungeon. This shouldn't have happened.

"Hahaha..."

"What a presumptuous brat! What a big mouth! Blood washing my The wei family? Really, what a big tone!" At this time, a young warrior in a white robe came up from the side and stared at jing yan.

This man was the most outstanding son of the younger generation of the The wei family, Wei Leng. He, half a step of innate cultivation, although this year's The wei family competition has not ended, but he has been recognized as the first.

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