Chapter 168 Come at me all at once, what do I, Yan Chu, have to fear? (Part 1)

"Yan Chu, you really shouldn't underestimate them like this!"

"Even my Master wouldn't dare claim he could defeat them. Why don't you retreat for now and let my Master intercept them?"

Yan Chu's continuous wild boasts were too much even for Zhao Jiyao, who couldn't help but advise him.

Beside them, Tong Zhiyuan subconsciously glanced at his Disciple.

With three Mountain Shaking Realm experts out for Yan Chu's life, he feared he wouldn't be able to hold them all off alone...

His Disciple was truly devoted to her sweetheart.

However, Tong Zhiyuan was actually quite interested in Yan Chu.

In his view, anyone who could Cultivate to this Realm could not be a fool.

So he asked: "Young man, what means do you have to deal with them?"

"If you don't have any, I advise you not to be so arrogant!"

Yan Chu shook his head and smiled.

"If you aren't arrogant, can you still be called a young man?"

"Today, I will show you exactly what means I have!"

As he spoke, he released Su Zhirou and said:

"Stay here with Jiyao, I'll be right back!"

"Mm~"

Su Zhirou responded obediently, then turned her head and shared a smile with Zhao Jiyao.

Their fair, jade-like hands clasped together. Though it was their first meeting, there was no distance between them.

(I'm afraid that only happens in novels!)

Tong Zhiyuan stood with his hands behind his back, eyes narrowed, watching Yan Chu soar into the air.

He glanced at his Disciple, slightly surprised, and said:

"You aren't worried about him at all?"

Zhao Jiyao's beautiful face showed some helplessness.

"I am naturally worried, but since he has already said this, it proves he has absolute confidence."

"Master, let us just watch and see!"

Yan Chu felt a breeze rise beneath his feet, supporting him as he hovered three zhang above the river surface.

Tong Zhiyuan had just said there were at least three people here with murderous intent toward him, but that was likely an understatement.

Those with the heaviest murderous intent toward him were naturally Meng Feixing and the Southern Sky Sword Elder.

Even without an introduction, Yan Chu could recognize these two at a glance.

The Southern Sky Sword Elder was truly worthy of being one of the three elders of the Sword Palace.

Despite his thin, small frame, he exuded a vast, boundless, and domineering Aura. This Aura was none other than the Hegemon Sword Art, one of the three great sword techniques of the Hidden Sword Palace.

Compared to Chen Fenghua, he was far, far stronger.

That Disciple of his wasn't even fit to carry his Master's shoes.

To reach the level of the Southern Sky Sword Elder, even if given another fifty years, he might not be able to do it.

As for the "Northern Land Divine Fist" Meng Feixing.

His presence was even more unique.

A dense Fist Intent filled the entire river surface, causing the river water below to boil incessantly. His entire being had already locked onto Yan Chu.

Even if Yan Chu wanted to flee, he likely wouldn't be able to.

Besides these two, the beautiful woman in the black gauze dress not far from the Southern Sky Sword Elder also held a faint murderous intent toward Yan Chu.

However, this murderous intent was not strong.

Shadow Moon Sect?

This was the first time Yan Chu had heard of this Sect.

However, she was a Guest Elder of the Tongzhou Governors Mansion, and her grudge with Yan Chu was not small.

Not to mention the matter of the Hidden Sword Palace, another Guest Elder of the Tongzhou Governors Mansion had also died at his hands.

His name was... what was it again?

Yan Chu really couldn't remember.

As for the last Supreme Grandmaster, Ji Guiying, the "Nine Heavens Vulture" from the First Uprising Gang, he also harbored ill intentions toward him.

Duan Cheng, who had defected, said that this person had been entrusted by Sima Yutang to come and gauge his strength; he was likely eager to try right now, wasn't he?

These several Ninth Realm experts here all wanted to make a move on Yan Chu!

At this moment, several streams of Aura locked onto Yan Chu simultaneously.

If it were anyone else, they would likely have been crushed to pieces by these several Auras already!

The Jianghu people watching from the shore also sensed something was wrong and couldn't help but hold their breath, watching without blinking.

"Yan Chu!"

In this incredibly tense atmosphere, the "Northern Land Divine Fist" Meng Feixing spoke first, his voice cold and sharp:

"Today, in front of all the heroes of the world!"

"I ask you, did you kill the Young Gang Leader of my Changle Gang, Mao Dongchen!"

What?

Hearing this, the surrounding Jianghu people erupted in an uproar.

"The 'Dragon Whip' Mao Dongchen died at Yan Chu's hands?"

"I had heard that Mao Dongchen had been missing for a long time, I didn't expect he had been killed by the Blade Demon Yan Chu!"

Everyone looked toward Yan Chu in the middle of the river.

As someone on the heavenly pride ranking, "Dragon Whip" Mao Dongchen was naturally not worth mentioning compared to a group of Supreme Grandmasters, but he was still famous in the Jianghu.

In the crowd on the shore, a young man's eyes narrowed.

He had disguised his face, but those familiar with him could recognize at a glance that this was the third-ranked Prodigy on the heavenly pride ranking, the "Dragon Elephant Successor" Tie Kuangsheng.

Hearing that Mao Dongchen had been killed by Yan Chu, he couldn't help but be shocked.

He was not only amazed by Yan Chu's strength but even more astonished by his audacity.

The top ten Prodigies on the heavenly pride ranking all had powerful factions backing them, yet Yan Chu had killed Gao Yang, and then Mao Dongchen, seemingly without hesitation.

This served as a warning to Tie Kuangsheng that he must never offend Yan Chu.

From his current perspective, Yan Chu was already fundamentally different from them, these young Prodigies, and could contend with veteran powerhouses.

Although he was known as a madman, he couldn't be mad in front of Yan Chu.

Under everyone's gaze, Yan Chu frankly admitted:

"That's right!"

"That so-called Young Gang Leader was indeed slapped to death by me!"

"I originally wanted to test if he could withstand one of my slaps, but I didn't expect him to be unable to."

"His bloodstains are likely still stuck on the cliff wall dozens of miles away, probably dried up by now, becoming a red mural."

"If you want it, you can go back and cut that cliff wall down to take it back."

"Though you might not have that chance anymore!"

"Yan Chu!!!"

Yan Chu's words were cold and cruel. With every extra word he spoke, the expressions of Meng Feixing and the others darkened by a degree.

When the last sentence was finished, Meng Feixing finally couldn't help but roar.

The state of mind he had cultivated for many years erupted like a volcano at this moment.

"Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies!"

Boom!

A punch carrying Meng Feixing's monstrous rage blasted out, three times stronger than his fight with Tong Zhiyuan just now.

This punch was launched with hatred, its Fist Intent seemingly capable of sweeping across the Eight Desolations.

At this very moment, everyone watched with solemn eyes, all wanting to see how Yan Chu would deal with this punch.

Even though the Southern Sky Sword Elder wished he could behead Yan Chu with a single sword strike, his state of mind was much more refined, so he sat back to watch Meng Feixing test Yan Chu first.

After all, looking at Yan Chu's demeanor, he seemed to have nothing to fear.

He also really wanted to know what this young man's true confidence was.

"Heh!"

Yan Chu gave a disdainful laugh and also threw out a punch.

Boom!

"Frost Cold Long River!"

As the punch was thrown, the celestial phenomena changed drastically.

The frost Qi was as majestic as the water of a long river, and the overflowing cold air instantly froze all the water of the Yang River within several miles.

A giant fist formed of frost surged forward, crashing into Meng Feixing's heavy fist light.