The elder who flew out from the depths of the Wen Family Inner Court was none other than a Supre Elder of the Wen Family, a fearso Daoist Master Realm powerhouse.
As a Supre Elder of the family, he rarely concerned himself with trivial family matters, but when the family faced a severe crisis, as a Supre Elder, he absolutely would not stand idly by.
Seeing their family’s Supre Elder make an appearance, the spirits of the Wen Family mbers were all lifted, and fervent expressions of admiration appeared on their faces.
"Chairman Lin Qing, it’s been a long ti since we last t, and you haven’t changed a bit," the Supre Elder said, his eyes fixed on the Chairman of the Extre Combat Association, Lin Qing.
"Elder Wen Ru also looks spirited, just like ten years ago," Lin Qing had intended to stop Wen Lan from attacking Jing Yan, but with the appearance of Wen Family’s Supre Elder, Wen Ru, although he had not yet made a move, Lin Qing clearly could no longer stop Wen Family Patriarch Wen Lan’s actions.
"I didn’t expect that this ti we et, we would be enemies. Elder Lin Qing, are you really going to stand up for this young man nad Jing Yan?" Wen Ru’s frail body surged with imposing energy.
"Heh, this question, I still need to see what Elder Wen Ru thinks. I’m here to protect Jing Yan, the Wen Family wants to kill Jing Yan, what do you think, Elder Wen Ru?" Lin Qing’s face bore a faint smile, but his entire body’s Primordial Energy had already been mobilized, ready to take action at any mont.
"Then let experience Chairman Lin Qing’s Cultivation!" Wen Ru’s presence condensed, and he slapped out a fierce palm strike toward Lin Qing.
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"Jing Yan you thief, today you will undoubtedly die!" On the other side, Wen Lan shouted angrily.
As Lin Qing dashed forward, charging toward him, Wen Lan temporarily stopped his attack on Jing Yan. Just as he prepared to defend against Lin Qing’s attack, Wen Family Supre Elder Wen Ru dashed forward. Now, he could once again strike at Jing Yan.
"Wen Lan, old rascal, killing won’t be so easy," Jing Yan’s lips were stained with crimson blood, but his gaze was extrely resolute, and his aura was in no way inferior to Wen Lan’s.
"This is bad!" Mu Liantian growled anxiously.
Now that Wen Lan was very close to Jing Yan, even if he made a move, he simply couldn’t stop Wen Lan’s attack on Jing Yan in ti.
Just now, Jing Yan was sent flying by Wen Lan’s sword; could Jing Yan withstand a second strike from Wen Lan?
Zhou Shangyun’s eyes also flashed with anxiety. He was quite annoyed, not just at the Wen Family but also angry with Jing Yan. He had already urged Jing Yan, but Jing Yan simply wouldn’t listen; now he couldn’t help Jing Yan with any action.
"Today, Jing Yan is likely to be slain by Wen Lan."
"Yes, Jing Yan’s strength is indeed strong, managing to withstand one sword strike from Patriarch Wen Lan, but the gap between them is quite clear. Under this second strike, he’s likely to be killed on the spot."
"Jing Yan is an undisputed genius in Lanqu County. However, he is sowhat too impatient. If he could wait a few decades, beco a Daoist Master Realm Martial Artist, dealing with the Wen Family would be much simpler."
Many Martial Artists among the spectators shook their heads and sighed.
While the Lu Family Patriarch, Guan Yue and others, their eyes flickered continuously, watching Wen Lan and Jing Yan’s confrontation. In their hearts, they actually hoped Jing Yan would be slain by Wen Lan.
"Boom!" Blue Sword Light collided with Red Sword Light again.
With the loud impact, Jing Yan’s figure was once again sent flying. This ti, he flew even further than before and spit out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, his complexion deathly pale, looking to be severely injured. However, under Wen Lan’s second sword attack, Jing Yan still held on, not directly slain.
"The little bastard sure is tough," Wen Lan’s eyes narrowed, and he viciously cursed.
Before the sound of his voice faded, he charged toward Jing Yan again. After two consecutive sword strikes, Wen Lan’s spirit completely relaxed. He could feel Jing Yan’s Primordial Energy in turmoil, his entire body’s Primordial Energy extrely unstable. Clearly, Jing Yan’s injuries were not light. To prevent any further unexpected occurrences, he aid to use the shortest ti possible to launch a third strike at Jing Yan, to completely slay him.
Wen Lan, fearing a waste of even a fraction of a second, drove his speed to the limit, closing in on Jing Yan.
"Old rascal, I’ll stake everything against you!" Jing Yan took a deep breath, his eyes bloodshot, and after a roar, he suddenly charged towards Wen Lan, appearing to have completely lost his reason.
"Little bastard, die!" Seeing Jing Yan charge toward him, Wen Lan was montarily pleased. He thought that Jing Yan had gone mad, completely devoid of reason and judgnt, bent solely on fighting him to the death.
Wen Lan harbored no caution in his heart. In his view, his third sword strike, once unleashed, would definitely slay Jing Yan. Killing Jing Yan would also relieve a major concern of the Wen Family.
"Sky Wings!"
In flight, Jing Yan activated the second layer of Sky Wings, his speed suddenly surged, rapidly closing in on Wen Lan.
"Huh? This kid’s speed is indeed fast! It seems, even a bit faster than my full-flight speed. Looks like he has trained so special Body Technique Martial Arts," Wen Lan saw Jing Yan suddenly accelerate and reflexively thought.
However, he still didn’t take it too seriously. What does speed matter? If Jing Yan turned to flee, perhaps he couldn’t catch up. But Jing Yan was charging toward him, the faster he ca, the quicker he would die.
"Heh heh... Die!" Wen Lan, his third sword finally burst forth, blue Sword Light in the space like a blue lightning, carrying a whiff of destruction as it swept toward Jing Yan.
And Jing Yan, as if mobilizing all his Primordial Energy, unleashed a vast Red Sword Light on the Skyfire Sword.
"Swoosh!"
Jing Yan directly swung the Skyfire Sword toward the blue Sword Light.
"Boom!" Two terrifying powers clashed magnificently, the two sword lights continuously grinding against each other. A mont later, the red Skyfire Sword was sent flying by the blue Sword Light.
While Jing Yan’s Sky Wings Body Technique did not stop, his body still closed in on the opposing Wen Family Patriarch Wen Lan at a terrifying speed.
"What’s going on?"
"Sothing’s not right!" Wen Lan suddenly realized that sothing seed off, and he furrowed his brow with a puzzled look.
Under this third sword attack, Jing Yan was supposed to be slain. Although Jing Yan had thrown his weapon, that shouldn’t have changed the outco of being slain. Wen Lan felt that the power wielded by Jing Yan’s third strike seed to be much stronger than the previous two strikes; the Martial Arts he perford did not overwhelmingly crush Jing Yan’s Martial Arts, nor did it send Jing Yan flying as before.
"What’s this little bastard trying to do?" Wen Lan had no ti to ponder what exactly had happened.
Jing Yan’s figure had already closed to within thirty ters of him. At that distance, with Jing Yan’s speed, he could instantly traverse it.
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