Chapter 1143 Take My Knife

"Wan Gongsheng, why bother you to deal with such an ant? Just leave him to me."

A second-level spiritual master beside Wan Chongshan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately stood up to share the burden for him. This was a great opportunity to make contributions, and he naturally didn't want to miss it.

This person's name is Meng Huan. He has the realm of second-level spiritual master. Although there is only a gap of two levels with Wan Chongshan, his status in Tianyu City is a world of difference.

In Tianyu City, there is a rule, that is, after reaching the third level of spiritual master, if you don't want to leave, want to continue to stay in the Ten Thousand Mountains, and make a certain contribution to Tianyu City, you can become a third-level worshiper of Tianyu City. After reaching the fourth level of spiritual master, you can become a second-level worshiper of Tianyu City.

Although there is a first-level worshiper above, it is not something that these casual cultivators can do, because a first-level worshiper not only needs the cultivation of a fifth-level spiritual master, but also has the identity of a disciple of the top ten sects in Shenzhou.

It is precisely because of this that there is only one first-level worshiper in Tianyu City.

In other words, the status of Wan Chongshan in front of him in Tianyu City can be said to be second to none and above ten thousand people.

Now, he has touched the threshold of the third-level spiritual master, and he will be able to break through in time. If he can make friends with him now, then he will have a chance to become a third-level Gongfeng in the future.

At least, before he breaks through to the third-level spiritual master, he doesn't need to look at the faces of those third-level worshippers.

"Okay, I'll leave this person to you. I hope you won't let me down."

Wan Chongshan looked at Meng Huan with satisfaction. With his status, it would be bad to say that he took action against a spiritual emperor. It would be better if someone shared the burden for him.

"Wan Gongfeng, don't worry, I will make him wish he was dead."

Then, Meng Huan cast his eyes on Yun Yi again, and said murderously: "Boy, you should never offend Wan Gongfeng, so you can't be spared today, Fiery Slash."

While speaking, Meng Huan raised his right hand, and a flash of fire emerged. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a flaming sword on his palm, exuding an extremely powerful aura.

"Kill!"

With Meng Huan's shout, the flaming sword in his hand chopped down in the air, and the blade swelled in the wind, and instantly reached Yun Yi's front.

However, he had promised Wan Chongshan before that he would make Yun Yi die a death worse than death, so he naturally couldn't kill him with one knife. He had to torture Yun Yi well, otherwise, how could he please Wan Chongshan.

So, he directly set his eyes on Yun Yi's arm.

This is just the first step. Meng Huan's ultimate goal is to cut off Yun Yi's limbs one by one, then shatter his meridians, destroy his Dantian, and make him a useless person.

"Huh?"

Just when the flame sword was about to hit Yun Yi, Meng Huan's eyebrows were raised. He found that Yun Yi was motionless, and there was no emotion on his face. He just stood there and let his flame sword chop him.

"Could it be that this kid has any means to resist my flaming slash?"

Meng Huan thought, but soon he denied this idea. After all, he was a second-level spiritual master, and he was also a master among the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

If Yun Yi was a spiritual master, it might be a little difficult to cripple him, but he was only a ninth-level spiritual emperor. He was like an ant in front of him and was not worth mentioning at all.

In his opinion, Yun Yi must have been scared, so he had such a reaction.

Thinking of this, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and the speed of his hands could not help but speed up a bit.

Bang!

A muffled sound came, and Meng Huan's flaming sword had already chopped Yun Yi's body, but what Meng Huan never expected was that the moment the flaming sword touched Yun Yi, it was directly absorbed, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In other words, this attack that he was determined to win not only failed to hurt Yun Yi, but the flame power in it was actually absorbed by him.

"How is it possible!"

Meng Huan widened his eyes. It seemed that he did not use his full strength in this attack, but he also used nearly 50% of his strength.

Such a powerful attack, even a first-level spiritual master could not resist it. Yun Yi was able to absorb all of his power and stand there intact, which was incredible.

"You have already made a move, so take my sword."

Yun Yi's face did not change, and his momentum was shaken. He learned from Meng Huan to slowly raise his arm. With a bang, the same flaming sword appeared on his palm.

Compared to Meng Huan's flaming sword, Yun Yi's flaming sword is more condensed, and the flame aura it exudes is even more terrifying, burning the space with a sizzling sound. The difference between the two is self-evident.

While speaking, Yun Yi's right arm slowly fell down, and the flaming sword in his hand quickly grew to a hundred feet long, and instantly came to Meng Huan's shoulder.

This scene is so similar to the previous one.

"Break this trick for me."

Meng Huan naturally couldn't let Yun Yi succeed. He was a dignified second-level spiritual master, and his arm was cut off by a ninth-level spiritual emperor. If it were to be spread out, he would not only be embarrassed, but also want to hate Wan Chongshan.