Urban Wolf King

Chapter 1244 1155: The Tiger Borrows the Fox's Authority

But just as Meng charged up to Wang Yan, he saw Wang Yan raise his hand, grab Meng by the neck, and lift him straight up.

Meng's feet left the ground, his legs kicking wildly, but he couldn't break free at all. His face flushed scarlet as he struggled to breathe.

Seeing this, the Meng Family brothers were all dumbfounded.

They knew full well what Meng's cultivation was; he was the strongest among the brothers.

Although this Jia Mo was also a Demon Emperor Powerhouse, compared to Meng he was still a whole level weaker.

So how had Meng ended up being hoisted upside down by Jia Mo, with no power to fight back at all?

Right then, Meng's arms flailed desperately in midair as he frantically beckoned to the other four Meng Family brothers.

Only then did the four brothers snap out of it and rush toward Wang Yan.

But in that instant, Wang Yan shook Meng up and down by the neck.

With a series of clattering sounds, Storage Bags fell from Meng's body all over the ground.

Wang Yan casually lifted a foot and kicked one of the Storage Bags up from the ground, sending it flying toward the four Meng Family brothers.

There was a loud "boom," and the Storage Bag exploded in midair, its Magical Treasures scattering out at the same time.

Inside this Storage Bag were seven or eight Magical Treasures; as they scattered, those seven or eight Magical Treasures suddenly exploded as well, forming a powerful hurricane that swept toward the four Meng Family brothers.

The Meng brothers' faces instantly went ashen.

These were seven or eight Magical Treasures detonating at the same time; if they were caught in that hurricane, it would be equivalent to taking the combined attacks of seven or eight Magical Treasures at once.

At this point the four Meng brothers no longer dared to try to rescue Meng. They hurriedly retreated.

But the hurricane from the exploding Magical Treasures was far too fierce, and in an instant it was upon the four of them.

They hastily summoned their own Magical Treasures, blocking them in front of their bodies.

Yet as soon as those Magical Treasures were brought out, they were swept by the hurricane, cracks instantly appearing on their surfaces, and with another surge of wind they shattered to pieces.

The four Meng brothers hurriedly summoned more Magical Treasures again and again, constantly throwing them up to block in front of themselves.

Blocking as they retreated, the four backed away step by step.

After retreating several hundred meters and having three or four Magical Treasures shattered, they finally escaped the vortex of the hurricane.

When they looked up again, they saw that the hurricane in front of them had already swept everything around into it and ground it all to dust.

"Meng!" the four brothers cried out in anguish.

The five of them always moved as one. Now that the strongest among them, Meng, was dead, their combat power had been cut in half. And with so many powerful enemies lurking in Qinrong Palace, the four of them likely wouldn't be leaving alive either.

Gradually, the hurricane dissipated, revealing the devastation.

When the four looked toward where Wang Yan had been standing just now, they were all startled.

Because they saw Wang Yan still standing there, completely unscathed.

While Meng was kneeling in front of Wang Yan. His face was ashen, but he hadn't suffered the slightest injury.

At this, the four Meng brothers were both shocked and overjoyed, and rushed forward, intending to rescue Meng.

But they saw Meng raise a hand and shout at them, "Stop right there."

The four brothers stopped at once, staring at Meng in confusion.

They saw Meng bow respectfully to Wang Yan and say, "Many thanks, senior, for sparing my life."

The four brothers were stunned. They had no idea why Meng had suddenly yielded to Wang Yan.

But only Meng himself knew: his Storage Bag had been opened by Wang Yan as easily as flipping a hand, and then seven or eight Magical Treasures had been instantly detonated. From that alone it was clear Wang Yan was absolutely not some ordinary Demon Emperor.

Even more terrifying, when the hurricane had swept over just now, Wang Yan had been right there, yet he didn't even try to dodge.

Just when Meng thought he was doomed, he saw that when the hurricane reached Wang Yan, it naturally veered away, as if there was an invisible barrier in front of Wang Yan.

So afterward, even when Wang Yan threw him to the ground, Meng never even tried to run. Instead, he immediately dropped to his knees and submitted.

Facing Meng kneeling before him, Wang Yan said calmly, "Follow me."

With that, Wang Yan walked around Meng and continued forward.

Meng calmed himself, quickly picked up the remaining Storage Bags scattered on the ground, then shook his head at the four brothers who had come up behind, stopping their questions. He then led the four of them to obediently follow behind Wang Yan.

Wang Yan had brought the five Meng brothers along purely as a cover for himself.

Now that everyone knew he had gotten the map, countless people would be coming after him to snatch it.

Wang Yan wasn't afraid, but dealing with them one by one would be a waste of time.

With the five Meng brothers trailing behind, everyone would assume he was in league with them, and he could also "borrow the fox's prestige to act like a tiger."

Although this "tiger" of his really didn't need to borrow a fox's power, using this little fox to scare off the mangy mutts all around was still worth it.

Sure enough, with the five Meng brothers behind him, the Demon Emperors who had originally wanted to snatch Wang Yan's map no longer dared to step forward.

They just kept following behind Wang Yan, and gradually their number reached more than a dozen. Even so, they were still wavering, unable to decide whether to make a move.

Such a big commotion gradually drew the attention of Demon Saint powerhouses.

When they saw that the one at the front of the crowd was Wang Yan, they all revealed looks of delight.

But so many Demon Emperors were following Wang Yan without attacking, which was far too strange. So even some Demon Saints hesitated, unsure whether to act.

Although Meng was following Wang Yan, he was secretly wishing someone would hurry up and challenge Wang Yan so he could seize the chance to get away.

But after all this time, no one dared to make a move.

Just as Wang Yan had walked several more li, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared ahead, blocking the road.

Seeing this man, Meng quietly let out a breath of relief and thought, I can finally get out of this.

The middle-aged man blocking Wang Yan's path was a Demon Saint.

Although only mid-stage Demon Saint, to Demon Emperors like Meng he was already an unbeatable existence. In their view, he was more than enough to defeat Wang Yan.

Seeing that a Demon Saint was about to attack, the Demon Emperors following behind Wang Yan all felt disappointed. It seemed the map would not be theirs.

The middle-aged man blocked the path but didn't look at Wang Yan. Instead, he gazed at the five Meng brothers behind Wang Yan and asked, "You five, is the map on you?"

Meng hurriedly gave a bitter smile and answered, "To answer, my lord, it's not on me at all."

The middle-aged man said coldly, "If I make a move, will you be helping him?"

The "him" in his mouth was naturally Wang Yan.

Meng waved his hands quickly and said, "I wouldn't dare, wouldn't dare."

With that, he pulled his four brothers back several steps, retreating far to the side.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man nodded, as if to say, "At least you know your place."

The dozen or so Demon Emperors behind them immediately felt a stab of regret.

If they had known Meng had no intention of desperately protecting Wang Yan, they would have tried to seize the map earlier.

Looking at Wang Yan standing alone in the middle of the road, the middle-aged man flicked his finger and said disdainfully, "Brat, get on your knees and crawl over, then hand the map to me."