"If you try to seduce Wan Cheng, make her wear a green hat. Boy, you are the first."
Many people were looking at the young man with glee.
They wanted to see a good show.
This young man did not have any strength, yet he came to snatch Wan Cheng's woman?
If his brain wasn't sick, then he must be craving for women to go crazy.
There were also a few people in Cangqing Country who had watched too much into the story of young noble's love affair. They thought that they were elegant and unrestrained, and when they met a beautiful woman, they would immediately want to fall in love.
This youth seemed to be such a person.
Meng Yu was surrounded by the guards of the Wan Mansion.
"Little brother Meng Yu, this Wan Cheng is not someone to be trifled with. He is the Cultivation Level of the first level of Condensing Reality Stage." The Liu Rongfei sent a sound transmission to him.
Meng Yu acknowledged them and asked, "Why are you two here?"
"Vice Sect Master of our Pure Maiden Sect, received this person's rich gift, and gave Xiao Xia and I as his wives."
"I heard that this person cultivates the special Yin Yang Combined Cultivation Arts. His twelve concubines have all been tortured to the point where they don't even look human. It's said that the first five concubines have already died. In the outside world, he also killed quite a few women. "
Hearing the Liu Rongfei speak, Meng Yu looked towards the Main Platform.
Wan Cheng was looking at him coldly, his killing intent overflowing.
Today was the day of his wedding, and those two beauties would be his lovely wives. Yet, they were currently together with another man.
In the future, within the Big Sabre Sect, he, Wan Cheng, would definitely become the laughing stock of everyone!
"This child is arrogant, there's no need for Clan Elder Wan Cheng to personally appear, let me go take care of him."
At this time, Zhang Yi, who was standing with Wan Yao, spoke out his loyalty.
Wan Cheng looked at him with satisfaction and nodded in agreement.
Wan Yao's beautiful eyes stared at Zhang Yi as he walked away. The middle-aged woman in yellow beside her took the opportunity to praise him. "Young Hero Zhang Yi is truly a dragon and phoenix among men, a heroic youth!
Wan Yao laughed disdainfully, "If he really takes the opportunity to ascend, that brat doesn't even have Cultivation Level. A few guards can take care of him. Zhang Yi was actually the Cultivation Level of the Eighth Level of Fetal Origin Stage! You don't need a cow-knife to kill a chicken? "He's going to steal some credit!"
The yellow-clothed woman took a look and felt that Wan Yao was absolutely right.
He Qiao looked at Zhang Yi who was walking towards her, the embroidered robed Golden Sabre, her heroic looks shining, and she bit her red lips in hatred.
Love his handsomeness.
Hate his injustice.
If she had the chance, she would kill this person.
"Coincidentally, big sister, Zhang Yi is going to kill big brother Meng. What should we do?"
He Tao was very worried.
She was both worried for Meng Yu's safety and worried for themselves. If someone found out that this person came with them, they would not even know how they died.
"You reap what you sow!" He Qiao still had hatred towards Meng Yu.
It wasn't that she hated him for interrupting her and Zhang Yi's sexual intercourse last night.
It was because she had almost been toyed with and was unable to release her emotions, which could only be spread on Meng Yu, the trash.
"Liu Rongfei, I have treated you well. In these two days that you were at my Wan Mansion, I kept my promise and did not force you to share a room with me. I respected you and did not even touch you."
"Yet now you treat me like this. When I kill that brat, I will take your body and Bai Feixia's body and sacrifice them as Furnace s."
Wan Cheng's voice was indifferent, but his tone was filled with hostility.
"You, Wan Cheng, are truly too shameless."
Meng Yu said coldly.
~ Does Wan Cheng want others to be grateful to him for capturing someone as his wife?
"You also have a little sister. If someone took your little sister to be their wife's concubine and didn't touch her before the marriage, then wouldn't your little sister be grateful?" Are you willing to be that person's wife and give up your body? "
"This, is your logic for Wan Cheng?"
Meng Yu's words made many people secretly nod their heads.
Amongst the guests, some of them already disliked the actions of the Wan Mansion, especially the women, who had been attacked by Wan Cheng.
Their gazes met.
Everyone discovered that the youth's temperament had changed.
He stood there fearless and fearless, as inviolable as a god looking down on all creation.
The sword in his hand glowed with sword aura as a sense of killing intent exuded from his body.
They were confused: This young man really doesn't have any Cultivation Level?
At that moment, Zhang Yi happened to be in front of Meng Yu, and her heart was moved, "This person's voice is so familiar, even the figure seems to have seen him somewhere, who is he?"
"Who are you? "If you report your name, I won't kill nameless people." Zhang Yi pulled out his blade and pointed it at Meng Yu.
Meng Yu said flatly, "If you want to fight, then hurry up."
"Since you want to die so badly, don't blame me for being merciless."
Zhang Yi's gaze was cold, his large blade thrust forward, and a golden Sabre Wave was instantly released.
Meng Yu sneered, "You only know this little? Show me your true capabilities! "
The reckless youth casually waved his sword, and this fierce Sabre Wave disappeared into nothingness.
"He actually dissolved the saber that the Golden Sabre was about to use to kill her husband?"
Everyone was shocked.
The boy was not as simple as he looked.
That's right, even if they didn't have brains, who would dare come to the Wan Mansion to steal women?
Bai Feixia was standing right behind Meng Yu. She pursed her lips and looked at the man who charged into the battle for her.
Yes, he was a man.
Only a true man would appear when a woman needed him the most, and prop up a sunny day for her.
"Alright, you trash, remember this. My name is Zhang Yi and I will send you to hell!"
Hearing Meng Yu's words, Zhang Yi's arrogant body leapt into the air, turned into a ray of light, and quickly approached Meng Yu.
"Golden Rain in the Sky!"
Sharp rays of blade light transformed into streaks of golden rain, pouring down in the entire space. It was incomparably gorgeous.
And above his head, a ten foot long shadow of a "Golden Sabre" appeared, as it chopped down heavily towards the youth.
At this moment, Meng Yu's entire body was enveloped by Zhang Yi's powerful killing move.
"Elder Brother Meng, watch out!" He Tao shouted in shock!
"As expected of the husband of the Golden Sabre, he learnt a bit of the blade's power. The power of this slash can directly compare to the full power of a cultivator at the first level of Condensing Reality Stage!"
"That young man is too arrogant. It's only right that he died."
Many people sucked in a breath of cold air when they saw this "Monstrous Gold Rain" move.
Who would dare to receive a saber like this?
The youth was still standing there, casually swinging his sword at the approaching killing move.
"Winter Night."
At this moment, everyone seemed to see a bright moon rising up.
It was snowing outside, and here, snow was falling too!
And these snowflakes caused the incomparably resplendent golden rain to immediately turn into dust, melting into the Winter Night's bright moon.
Everything became quiet.
At the same time, Zhang Yi let out a miserable scream, and the Golden Sabre fell to the ground.
That sword had cut off both his arms!
When the crowd saw this scene, they all widened their eyes in shock.
That move was so terrifying, who exactly was this person?
They did not even see what move Meng Yu used nor did they know why he had already lost when they saw the bright moon.
As for that person, with just one sword strike and a casual sword attack, he was able to make Golden Sabre Man Jun change her name to armless husband.
He, Zhang Yi, had once defeated a hundred core disciples of the sect in a single saber strike, and pursued and killed dozens of evil cultivators.
Unwillingness and resentment were written all over Zhang Yi's face.