Chapter 1179 Humiliation and Torture

The sinister voice carried a bone-chilling chill.

The deputy leader of Qingmu Sect, Teng Jiuyin, suddenly inserted his skinny ten fingers into the ground, and countless thorns broke out of the ground in an instant.

The vines were covered with barbs, each thorn glowing with a cold blue light. "Old Meng, do you know about the 'Soul Devouring Root' of the Qingmu Valley Punishment Hall?"

"Today I will use you as an example to show everyone what happens when you go against us!"

The vines were like poisonous snakes, wrapping around Meng Zhengfeng in an instant.

The spiritual power surged in Meng Zhengfeng's hands, and he swung his sword.

A black blade was released from the heavy sword.

Stab it!

The poisonous vines above his ankles were easily cut off.

However, a hint of complacency and ferocity flashed across Teng Jiuyin's face.

"You think that if you cut the vines, you'll be fine?"

Meng Zhengfeng's face changed drastically.

As soon as the senses were released, he immediately noticed that the broken ends of the poison ivy were constantly emitting smelly mucus.

The skin that comes into contact with the mucus will ulcerate instantly.

Severe pain spread.

Even though Meng Zhengfeng frantically urged his spiritual power to eliminate the horrific corrosive force, it was too late.

In just a short while, the white bones at the ankles were exposed.

"mean!"

The last of the corrosive force was cut off by the brutal spiritual power, but Meng Zhengfeng was much slower.

He was fighting against two people alone, and there was a gap in their cultivation levels.

It is even more difficult at this time.

Especially the cat-and-mouse look of the two of them.

"Haha, idiot, don't be anxious, this is just the beginning."

Mu Changqing stroked the cane gently, a cold and sarcastic smile appearing on his face.

The next second, the tip of the rattan stick, which was surging with spiritual power, suddenly opened up, and blood-red flowers bloomed, transforming into an enchanting carnivorous plant.

Even though it was just a phantom, hundreds of green wood poisonous insects flew out from the blooming stamens and surrounded Meng Zhengfeng following the smell of blood.

Yun Qingyao held Ye Tianming tightly and watched the scene in the center of the competition nervously.

"Tianming, Sect Master Meng, can you handle it?"

Meng Zhengfeng's ankles were covered in blood and white bones.

But the poisonous vines around showed no sign of stopping.

Even Meng Zhengfeng was too weak to breathe.

Just looking at this scene makes me feel despair.

The severe pain made him unable to breathe, which made him look even more miserable.

Especially the spiritual power that Mu Changqing mobilized seemed even more bizarre, as if he was brewing some powerful killing move!

Ye Tianming’s soul shrouded the void, and everything happening on the fighting field was within his perception.

He couldn't help but shook his head slightly, his eyes full of solemnity.

"Mu Changqing and the others are deliberately torturing Sect Master Meng."

With the cultivation level of Mu Changqing and the other man, there was no suspense in this competition at all.

There is no need to waste any time to determine the winner.

But the two of them always had reservations.

Especially the martial arts techniques used seemed more like deliberate torture.

Yun Qingyao’s expression became increasingly ugly.

"They are so despicable!"

……

In the fighting arena, life and death are your own responsibility and no one else is allowed to interfere.

Even though they were anxious and worried, they could not intervene.

Mu Changqing's hand seal changed, and countless poisonous insects drilled into Meng Zhengfeng's festering wound.

Mu Changqing's voice was proud and cruel. "Meng, don't you like being a dog? I will let you taste the power of the Thousand Silk Inducing Gu worm!"

"It won't be long before you watch your meridians being devoured and die in agony!"

Yue Shanhe, who was watching the battle not far away, burst into laughter upon hearing this, and his tone was even more sarcastic: "Sect Master Meng, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy? Maybe Sect Master Mu will give you a quick death!"

Mu Changqing and the other man's contemptuous smiles grew stronger and stronger. They looked at Meng Zhengfeng like a cat playing with a mouse: "Sect Master Yue, you are still kind-hearted! For a lackey like this who is against us, it would not be too much to cut him into pieces."

The spiritual energy in Meng Zhengfeng's body was being consumed madly, and his movements were getting slower and slower.

Until the end, although the poison vines were completely cut off and dissipated, the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted, and he could only stagger on the ground with his sword.

The seven rays of starlight around him have mostly dimmed.

He trembled and tore off his clothes, using his remaining spiritual power to repair the wound under the cloth.

However, beneath the cloth, his flesh was wriggling strangely.

One could vaguely see that more than a dozen poisonous insects were weaving a spiritual web, slowly devouring his spiritual power and blood.

It seemed as if invisibly, these spiritual powers and blood were transformed into nutrients and stored in their bodies.

"Beidou..." Meng Zhengfeng used all his spiritual power to activate the sword formation and continue the fight.

However, due to his huge consumption, he was simply unable to resist the external force.

In just a moment, his spiritual barrier was broken, and the thorns thrown by Teng Jiuyin instantly entangled his neck.

The invisible pressure actually suppressed his spiritual power.

The thorny vines suddenly tightened, hanging him in the air.

At this moment, the barb pierced into the throat, and blood flowed along the vine lines into the palm of Teng Jiuyin.

"tasty."

Teng Jiuyin licked the blood on his palm, his scarlet pupils glowing with light: "I heard that the blood essence of your Shinto sect monks can extend life by a hundred years?"

As he spoke, countless roots suddenly rose up from the ground and pulled Meng Zhengfeng's limbs apart.

Mu Changqing's carnivorous flower was pressed against his chest, and the edges of its petals were as sharp as knives, slowly spinning into his flesh: "Master Meng, do you know that your senior brother was killed by this 'Thousand Knife Lotus' that had his heart gouged out? Before he died, he was begging me not to bother with your Shinto Sect..."

Meng Zhengfeng's eyes suddenly turned red with anger, and he cursed, "Beast!"

Perhaps it was because he was too excited, and his injuries had not yet healed, he immediately spat out a mouthful of his own blood.

"I'm not done with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the essence and blood turned into blood mist and touched the remaining star array.

The blood flashed so brightly that it formed a blood-red Big Dipper in an instant.

Seven streaks of blood fell from the sky, shattering the vines around him.

Meng Zhengfeng's eyes were red as he looked at the two people in front of him with hatred.

Not only did Mu Changqing and the other man not show any fear, they even revealed a hint of pride in their eyes.

"You're burning your menstrual blood. It looks like you've reached the end of your rope, right?"

"This is the moment I've been waiting for!"

"Fools like you who don't know your place deserve to be beaten into a bloody mist, leaving no trace of your corpse!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the rattan stick suddenly exploded, revealing the Emerald Gu King sealed inside.

The poisonous insect flapped its wings and made a shrill cry.

Meng Zhengfeng's chest suddenly bulged with countless small lumps, and the severe pain almost made him lose control.

The thousand-thread poisonous insect that had previously sneaked into his body seemed to be summoned and began to gnaw at his heart veins frantically!

"what!!!"

Meng Zhengfeng roared towards the sky, and green vine buds emerged from his seven orifices.

His pupils were gradually eroded by green, and horrifying vision began to emerge.

He seemed to vaguely see the sect's mountain gate collapsing, and the disciples were hung on dead trees with vines piercing their dantians...