In Wei Ming''s eyes, a vicious look swept towards Jing Yan.


    If his son Wei Leng went to war and killed Jing Yan, it would obviously be another great contribution to their father and son.


    Killing the genius son of East Lincheng''s third family, his son Wei Leng, would also be known throughout Duanyang city.


    Therefore, after Wei Leng''s invitation for war, Wei Jiuhe, the head of the wei family, appeared hesitant, and Wei Ming immediately jumped out.


    "Oh?" Wei Jiuhe, when he saw that even wei leng''s father had come forward to ask his son to take action, his mind suddenly turned. It seems that Wei Ming is very confident in his son!


    "Okay, Wei Leng, you go!" Wei Jiuhe nodded in agreement.


    Wei leng was only 18 years old. He was about the same age as this Jing Yan. Wei Leng killed Jing Yan, and the others had something to say?


    Moreover, if Wei Leng was really not up to that, then they would intervene again. Jing Yan could not have hurt Wei Leng a hair.


    "Yes! Thank you, clan leader!" Wei Leng grinned grimly.


    "Shua!"


    His eyes suddenly froze and he looked at Jing Yan.


    "Little brat, your time to die is up! Remember, the person who killed you is your grandfather, me, Wei Leng!" Wei Leng''s eyes were extremely vicious.


    To a large extent, one can see the state of one''s mind from one''s eyes. Even without what Wei Leng had done to Liu Xiaoyue, Jing Yan could feel the vicious nature of this beast named Wei Leng!


    Jing Yan''s heart was filled with murderous thoughts. He slowly stepped forward.


    "Wei Ming, are you sure?"


    At this time, Great Elder Wei Zhenzhi, the The wei family, asked in a low voice next to first director Wei Ming.


    "Great Elder, don''t worry. My son''s strength will surprise everyone." Wei Ming nodded with a smile.


    "Oh? Is it true that not all of Wei Leng''s prowess in the competition is there?" Wei Zhenzhi''s eyes lit up and he was a little taken aback.


    "Heh heh, Great Elder knows everything!" Wei Ming looked at Wei Zhenzhi with a smirk, nodded slightly, and gave him a soft kiss.


    At this time, many The wei family children were also excited and focused on Wei Leng and Jing Yan.


    "That Jing Yan is really strong! So many of our The wei family guards couldn''t stop him from coming to the arena."


    "Yes! This man is young, but he is a tyrant. You say that our The wei family director, Wei Chongyang, was really killed by him?"


    Many The wei family children did not know that Wei Chongyang was dead. Before jing yan came, only some of the top people in the The wei family knew about it.


    "It should be true. He didn''t deny it!" Someone said with a twinkle in their eyes.


    "Damn it! You dare to kill me, the head of the The wei family, or in the Duanyang city territory. You really want to die, Wei Leng. You can kill this man!" A young martial artist from the wei family said angrily.


    "Brother wei leng, kill that little brat!"


    "Yes, brother wei leng, kill him!"


    "Kill him! Kill him!"


    Many members of the The wei family were all around, shouting loudly.


    In their view, Jing Yan was the enemy, and they, of course, were on Wei Leng''s side.


    "Jing Yan, die!" Wei Leng, hearing the shouts around him, was also slightly shocked. "Perhaps, you are a person in your East Lincheng. But, I want you to know that you are not even a fart in front of me Wei Leng. I can crush you, not much harder than killing an ant!"


    On Wei Leng''s body, his breath condensed and his energy was stirred.


    "You have a lot of nonsense, little beast. But I can understand that, because this is the last time you can talk!" Jing Yan, with his cold eyes, stared at Wei Leng.


    "Die!" Hearing Jing Yan''s words, wei leng''s eyes shot out a fiery red light, and then he violently waved his arm. At that moment, a black claw shadow appeared in space.


    "Boom!" The black chains and claws shone with a dark light, chilling.


    Wei Leng''s weapon was this iron chain claw.


    "Bang!" The iron chain claw, a violent vibration, the entire surrounding space, is filled with countless claw shadows.


    "Wolverine claws!" Wei Leng, his breath congealed, and he let out a loud cry.


    "Hmm?"


    "Wolverine claws?"


    "What? Wei Leng''s martial arts is the king kong wolf claw? Good guy, it seems that he has already trained the king kong wolf claw to an extremely high level!"


    Some of the practitioners of the innate realm around them saw Wei Leng''s movements and their breath changed slightly.


    The king kong wolf claw is a kind of high-level martial arts, and it is also one of the high-level martial arts, powerful and very difficult to cultivate.


    At this time, Wei Leng''s exertion of this kind of martial arts obviously reached a very deep level, which was definitely not superficial.


    Therefore, even the senior figures of the big families saw it and were slightly shocked.


    The wei family executives, on the other hand, were extremely excited. Wei Jiuhe, the clan leader, suddenly smiled and his eyes shone.


    In the past, Wei Leng did not use this kind of superior martial arts, it seems that Wei Leng, deliberately, hid his strongest trump card. And now facing Jing Yan, Wei Leng should want to solve the battle quickly, so the first move is the strongest attack, half a step of innate cultivation, coupled with this terrible superior martial arts, the strength of the good Jing Yan, a single strike is possible.


    Wei Jiuhe, look at Wei Ming.


    No wonder Wei Ming was so confident in his son.


    This grasp, even the innate realm of martial artists, do not dare to underestimate the power contained in it.


    "Die for me!" Wei Leng, his whole body suddenly jumped up, his black iron chain sharp claws, incomparably fast, towards Jing Yan, shrouded in the head.


    It was no surprise that jingyan''s head would shatter like a watermelon when he grabbed it. When one thinks about it, one feels extremely comfortable and happy.


    "It''s your honor to die under my king kong claws! You little brat!" Wei Leng''s body was surrounded by a faint mist of energy, filled with astonishing fluctuations.


    "What nonsense!" Jing Yan stared at Wei Leng and drank in a low voice.


    "Hum!" The flowing light blade trembled slightly.


    A black halo emerged. The blade cut out quickly.


    "Autumn wind and fallen leaves sword!" Jing Yan did not use any powerful sword technique. He just used the autumn wind and fallen leaves sword!


    Because, Jing Yan felt that if he used powerful martial arts to kill Wei Leng, it would be an insult to the advanced martial arts.


    Autumn wind and fallen leaves sword, enough!


    The shadow of the sword fluttered and the blade spat out.


    "Ha ha ha ha... I really don''t know whether to die or not, but actually, I used my inferior martial arts autumn leaves sword!" Wei Ming, let out a wild laugh.


    Jing Yan''s martial arts, of course, could not hide from the eyes of most of the martial artists present.