Chapter 167 He could kill the enemy general's wife amidst a sea of ​​soldiers.

The sudden gathering of so many experts above the Yang River caught everyone's attention.

And when Blade Demon Yan Chu descended from the sky holding a beauty, he once again became the focus of everything.

Nowadays, more than ninety percent of the Jianghu people in Cangzhou had come because of him.

Even the several Supreme Grandmasters present had come for him, either directly or indirectly.

Almost the moment Yan Chu landed, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked in unison at that tall and handsome man.

"It is Blade Demon Yan Chu! I have seen him before!"

On the riverbank, a Jianghu person exclaimed at the first moment.

"It is indeed Great Hero Yan! I have also seen his portrait!"

"And look, he is also holding a beauty of extraordinary appearance in his arms. The two are inseparable; he truly cannot go a day without a woman!"

"Is this Yan Chu? He is indeed extraordinarily handsome. No wonder he can attract so many women!"

On the bank of the Yang River, a Jianghu traveler from another prefecture who was seeing Yan Chu for the first time could not help but exclaim,

"He is worthy of being the handsome man renowned throughout Cangzhou, though he is only a little worse than me."

"Brother Qin, I have long heard of your title as the Iron-Faced Man of Ningzhou. Now it seems your skin is indeed thick enough!"

"It is not inferior to the city walls of Ningzhou!"

"Haha! Well said!"

A Grandmaster who knew him laughed from the side:

"Brother Qin, you really should take a mirror and look at yourself properly. How can you have the nerve to compare your shoe-horn face with Great Hero Yan's handsomeness?"

"Bullshit!"

The Grandmaster surnamed Qin shouted angrily,

"This is clearly a pig-kidney face!"

"It is countless times more handsome than that shoe-horn face!"

"Hahaha!!!"

Cheerful sounds erupted on the bank, and for a moment, it became quite lively.

At this moment, a local Jianghu traveler from Cangzhou chimed in from the side:

"Gentlemen, you are mistaken. Great Hero Yan does not rely solely on his face to attract women."

"Oh? Could it be..."

Not far away, a Grandmaster who had heard many of Yan Chu's deeds changed his expression slightly and tentatively spoke:

"Could it really be as the Jianghu people say, that Great Hero Yan possesses an invincible spear? That he is capable of piercing through an army to spear the enemy general's wife?"

"Exactly!"

The person who had just chimed in wore a strange smile and clapped his hands:

"Besides his unparalleled saber technique, Great Hero Yan's spear Dao is also superb!"

"Otherwise, it would be impossible to make so many women devoted to him!"

"Hiss..."

Hearing this topic, the people around could not help but curiously crowd around and join the discussion...

The river water rushed and flowed endlessly.

However, everyone present had at least the cultivation of a Grandmaster and possessed powerful senses, so naturally, much of the sound from the bank reached the ears of those on the river.

Behind Meng Feixing, Yun Tao and Jiang Ming exchanged a look.

Although they had snuck into the World Society at night not long ago, they had not seen Yan Chu's face and only knew his appearance through portraits.

Now that they were seeing him in person, they realized that the portrait could not even convey one-ten-thousandth of his spirit.

"It seems the rumors are indeed true!"

"This Yan Chu truly cannot be happy without women; there are beauties accompanying him anytime, anywhere."

"It's just that I don't know how much of his strength he can exert when he indulges in debauchery every night, and whether that blade is still sharp enough!"

Meng Feixing turned a deaf ear to the discussion of his two subordinates.

A cold sneer played on the corner of his mouth as he glanced at Yan Chu, who had landed on a reef by the river, and then looked mockingly at Tong Zhiyuan on the opposite bank.

This was Yan Chu delivering himself to his doorstep!

I want to see how you can protect him now?

On the opposite bank, Tong Zhiyuan's expression was somewhat ugly.

He had also heard the voices of those people on the bank and subconsciously looked at his Disciple behind him.

He saw Zhao Jiyao staring fixedly at Yan Chu with her beautiful eyes, her gaze as soft as water and full of charm.

This Disciple of his had always loved to dress as a man.

Her temperament was also like a man's; she dared to directly fall out with the elders in her Family and ran to Cangzhou alone to venture out, and she had never thought much of men of the same age.

But now, looking at her like this.

Her heart had actually been completely tied to Yan Chu?

At this moment, he subconsciously believed a little that what those Jianghu people said was probably true.

On the river surface several hundred meters away.

Yu Leju and Zheng Wan exchanged a look, both with a hint of joy in their eyes.

They had just followed the sounds of battle over, and they had already found their target for this trip?

Clang! Clang!

The Flying Sword under the feet of Southern Sky Sword Elder Yu Leju made continuous clanging sounds, sensing the murderous intent of its Master, turning the hundred meters of river surface below into a domain of death.

Yu Leju regarded Chen Fenghua as his successor, and their relationship was deep.

Even if he had to bear the reputation of a Senior bullying a Junior today, he must slay Yan Chu with his sword.

Behind Zheng Wan, She Manman curiously sized up Yan Chu.

Was this the person who killed that sycophant Gao Yang?

Her attention at this moment was on what the Jianghu people on the bank were saying; was this person as powerful as the rumors said?

It wouldn't be that he sent people to spread the news himself, would it?

He just looked like that!

However, the young woman in his arms had a stunning face, not inferior to her at all, making She Manman stare at her without blinking.

"Husband Yan!"

Su Zhirou was held in Yan Chu's arms. Hearing the intermittent voices from afar, her milky white, pretty face turned red instantly from embarrassment, and she buried her head in his chest, not daring to look up.

Yan Chu, however, was indifferent.

He also roughly knew what kind of reputation he had in the Jianghu now.

There was no way to deal with this kind of thing; explaining would only make it darker, so he simply let them be.

He swept his gaze and saw Zhao Jiyao and the other person.

He stroked the smooth, beautiful back of the beauty in his arms and laughed:

"Let me introduce a sister to you!"

Although Zhao Jiyao had been to the World Society before and had fought with Yan Chu in the main hall, she had not met Su Zhirou.

Today was a good opportunity to get to know each other and become familiar.

Perhaps there would be a chance to fight side by side in the future.

Yan Chu held Su Zhirou and landed lightly beside Zhao Jiyao and the other person, asking:

"Why are you here too?"

Zhao Jiyao glanced at Su Zhirou and pointed at Tong Zhiyuan, introducing him:

"This is my Master!"

"A Gold-Pattern Governor of the Six Doors, nicknamed 'Iron Brush Scholar'!"

"Oh? So the Senior is 'Iron Brush Scholar' Governor Tong? This Junior has been disrespectful!"

Yan Chu smiled and cupped his hands to Tong Zhiyuan, not failing in etiquette.

He had heard Zhao Jiyao introduce her own affairs, and he had also heard of her Master.

Tong Zhiyuan did not show him any favor and said coldly:

"You should not have come! I should not have come!"

"There are at least three people here who want your life. If you were not here today, it would be fine, but since you have appeared, even I cannot protect your life!"

"Oh?"

Yan Chu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Zhao Jiyao.

Zhao Jiyao hurriedly recounted what had happened not long ago to him, and then said with a somewhat serious expression:

" 'Northern Land Divine Fist' Meng Feixing is certain that you killed Mao Dongchen. He is eager for revenge. If it weren't for Master stopping him, he would definitely have killed his way to the World Society to take action against you!"

"Hehe!"

Yan Chu sneered and said disdainfully:

"A motley crew!"

Hearing this, Tong Zhiyuan's brows could not help but knit together, and he said:

"Young man, you are truly even more arrogant than the rumors say!"

"Today, there is not only Meng Feixing here, but also the Southern Sky Sword Elder of the Hidden Sword Palace. His murderous intent toward you is probably no weaker than Meng Feixing's!"

"The middle-aged woman accompanying him is also a Supreme Grandmaster. According to my guess, she is likely the First Guest Elder of the Tongzhou Governors Mansion, the Sect Master of the Shadow Moon Sect, Zheng Wan!"

"Hehe!"

Yan Chu shook his head and said with a scoff:

"A rabble!"