Chapter 143 The Second Death of the Wei Family

"Little brute, how dare you, dare to trap and kill my son! You! How dare you! You are completely lawless!" After the breath of his son Wei Leng had completely disappeared, Wei Ming slowly stood up, his face extremely gloomy, and turned to Jing Yan.

Jing yan smiled and looked at Wei Ming.

"Hahaha..." Jing yan laughed.

"Little beast, what are you laughing at?" Wei Ming's hair was open and he was furious.

"I laugh at your stupidity! How dare I? Am I lawless? You say it yourself, isn't your words ridiculous? Can't I let Jing Yan live without killing your son, your The wei family? Can't I? So, what you're saying is nonsense!" Jing Yan shook his head slightly. "You're still the head of the The wei family? I'm really... Worried about your iq. With a manager like you at the The wei family, it seems like fate has come to an end!"

Wei Ming's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

However, he was really speechless. What he had said before was simply blurted out in a fit of rage, without any consideration at all. Faced with Jing Yan's ridicule, he was speechless!

Yeah, even if Jing Yan didn't kill his son, his The wei family wouldn't let Jing Yan go.

"Little beast, you are so despicable and shameless. You were born in a state of nature, but you always pretended to be the day after tomorrow, deceiving my son to fight you. Today, I must tear you to pieces!" Wei Ming shouted angrily after a brief silence.

"What?"

"The realm of nature?"

"Is that Jing Yan a strong man of innate cultivation?"

Many of the The wei family's children around had changed color. Just now, they were still immersed in the shock of Wei Leng, the best son of the The wei family, being killed by a sword. Now they were even more shocked when they heard director Wei Ming's words.

This Jing Yan is about the same age as Wei Leng, right?

Even Jing Yan may not be as old as Wei Leng. At such a young age, the state of being born? How is that possible?

In the last few decades in Duanyang city, there has never been such a young born strong. At this age, Wei Leng was born with half a step. He was already one of the most outstanding young martial artists in Duanyang city! But this scene, has already stepped into the inborn?

"It turned out to be a state of innate talent. No wonder Wei Leng was no match for him. This kid, he was so deep in hiding that even the clan leader was deceived." Someone from the The wei family whispered.

He was absolutely right.

The people present, except Jing Yan himself, may not be the second person to know that he is a martial artist of the innate realm.

If the wei family leader and others knew, it was impossible to let Wei Leng fight Jing Yan.

"I didn't wrongly accuse you of being stupid!"

"That's ridiculous. Let me ask you, when did I say that I was not born? When did I go to lie to your son about that little piece of trash fighting with me? It seems that little piece of trash jumped out to kill me by himself, right? Hehe, a trash, has the guts to jump out and kill me! Your son is not worthy of me!" Jing Yan sneered.

"If you do it again now, I will kill your son again!" Jing Yan's face froze and his eyes sparkled.

"You're looking for death!" Wei Ming finally couldn't help it. Her body exploded and the mist rolled out. "I'm avenging my son now. Who can stop me?"

Wei Ming shouted angrily and waved a long blue knife out of his hand.

He avenged his son, and no one else could gossip about him. It was natural for me to avenge my son's death, whether he was a young martial artist in his teens or not.

"Cut the crap, come on! You're the second The wei family to die today!" The Flowing light sword in Jing Yan's hand was sent forward gently.

"I can't believe that this Jing Yan was born for." An old man in black beside Nian Lan said in a low voice.

He was the elder of the Duanyang city Liu family. The Liu family, also the top family power in Duanyang city, is very powerful.

Even in the Liu family, there was no such genius as Jing Yan. Therefore, he was also very emotional.

"That's right! I didn't expect that this kid would be at the innate state of cultivation. I couldn't tell." Nian Lan, too, nodded. "What a pity that such a genius... Would die in the The wei family! Ah, then Wei Ming, the first director of the The wei family, is a strong man at the mid-stage of the innate stage. If he makes a move, Jing Yan might not be able to resist it."

Nian Lan glanced at Wei Ming, whose eyes were red and furious.

In the The wei family, there were a total of six born strong. Wei Ming, of the six, was of medium strength. Therefore, his power in the family was even greater than that of several elders.

It seemed impossible for Jing Yan to have any hope when a strong man at the mid-stage of the birth stage made a move.

Even if Jing Yan was at the innate state, he was at most at the early stage of the innate state and could not be Wei Ming's opponent.

When Nian Lan said this, the other innate powers around her nodded and thought it made sense.

"I'm afraid the Jing family will not let such an outstanding young martial artist die here." Said the Liu family elder.

"What can we do if we don't give up? The Jing family is far more powerful than the Jing family, but this is Duanyang city after all. Nian Lan shook his head and said," the Jing family can bring some trouble to the The wei family at most."

"Boom!"

While Nian Lan was talking to the Liu family elder, Jing Yan and Wei Ming were already taking action. Both of them had the power to fog up, and the Jian Guang and the blade light, even in this day, seemed to congeal incomparably. The light near the blade and blade was almost distorted.

"Director Wei Ming, do it yourself. Jing Yan will die for sure!"

"Yes, even if he has innate cultivation, he can't be the opponent in charge of Wei Ming. Director Wei Ming is a strong person in the mid-stage of innate ability. He is the fourth strongest person in my The wei family innate ability."

"Die! Jing Yan, die!" Many The wei family members kept their eyes on the two of them fighting.

"Top nine swords, little beast, die for me!" Wei Ming gave a low cry and wanted to kill Jing Yan with one blow.

The shadow of a knife filled the sky and blocked out the sun. All the martial artists who were watching from afar could feel the terrible energy waves emanating from the blade.

"Three waves of the condensed moon!" Jing Yan's movements were not at all stagnant. "Kill your son, use inferior martial arts, kill you, use intermediate martial arts!"

Jing Yan's Jian Guang, condensed into a triple sword curtain, like a wave, rushed towards the prestige of the opposite side.

"Boom!"

The two collided in space and a loud bang came out.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

The blade and the blade were constantly annihilated and scattered. A blue halo and a black halo flashed alternately.

All of a sudden, the eyes of countless martial artists around them were frozen, and their faces changed. Because, they actually saw that the blue blade of director Wei Ming had broken apart at a terrifying speed.