Chapter 169 Come at me all at once, what do I, Yan Chu, have to fear? (Part 2)

Boom!

A dull, thunderous roar echoed across both banks of the Yang River.

Countless bursts of freezing Qi erupted from the center, and frost began to form on both banks at a speed visible to the naked eye, continuing to spread into the distance.

Many Grandmasters were left dizzy by the deafening sound, their heads ringing.

As for those below the level of Grandmaster, it was even worse!

Many screamed and fell to their knees, blood seeping from their ears.

Those close to the riverbank could not help but retreat rapidly, terrified of being touched by that freezing frost.

They had just witnessed with their own eyes several boulders, each over a zhang in size, being frozen by the cold and cracking apart with a series of snapping sounds.

"What?!"

The two men, Yuntao, standing behind Meng Feixing, were filled with disbelief.

They saw that the frost-condensed fist light of Yan Chu had actually frozen the Protector's "Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies," and the freezing frost was rushing toward them.

"Hmph!"

Meng Feixing let out a cold snort, and his powerful true essence surged forth, sweeping away the incoming frost.

"Good! You are very good!"

Meng Feixing said coldly: "No wonder you dared to challenge Sima Tao. I did not expect that you have already reached the Mountain Shaking Realm!"

"Yan Chu! Even though I have already placed enough importance on you, I still underestimated you!"

Whoosh—

As soon as Meng Feixing's words were spoken, an uproar immediately erupted.

On both banks of the Yang River, more and more people from the Jianghu were gathering.

At this moment, everyone looked at Yan Chu in disbelief.

How old was he, anyway?

How could he already be a Supreme Grandmaster of the Mountain Shaking Realm?

At this moment, everyone automatically ignored Yan Chu's gossipy news and were shocked by his cultivation.

The shock this single sentence brought to the crowd was no less than that of a battle between two Supreme Grandmasters.

Even a top Prodigy like Tie Kuangsheng could not help but feel a sense of inferiority at this moment.

Suddenly, he noticed a gaze.

Turning his head, he saw it was the "Little Martial God" Zhou Xi, whom he had fought just a few days ago!

He was standing in the crowd, arms crossed over his chest.

He had come too?

Zhou Xi nodded at him with a solemn expression, but there was no sense of defeat on him; instead, a spirited intent arose.

This scene brought enlightenment to Tie Kuangsheng's heart.

That's right! Why should I feel defeated?

Yan Chu might be a step ahead now, but does that mean he will always be ahead?

With my Aptitude, sooner or later, I will also be able to reach this step!

In the future, there will certainly be a chance to fight him!

Tie Kuangsheng was truly a top Prodigy; his mindset shifted instantly. No longer wallowing in self-pity, he looked toward the center of the river with burning eyes.

A battle between Supreme Grandmasters was very rare.

Watching several Supreme Grandmasters fight to the death would surely benefit him greatly.

Wasn't this the very reason he came to Cangzhou Prefecture?

Unexpectedly, before the battle between Yan Chu and the Old Marquis of Annan, he could see such a battle first!

In the distance, the two members of the First Uprising Gang, who had been watching in a leisurely manner, could not help but have complex expressions.

Bei Liangcai looked at the figure who was much younger than himself, his expression somewhat ugly.

At such an age, his cultivation was already far above his own.

Compared to him, his own decades of life had been lived in vain!

"Protector!"

"Are we still going to test him on behalf of the Marquis of Annan?"

Ji Guiying rubbed his bald head, fingers combing through the few sparse hairs he had, and chuckled: "Why should we test him? Isn't there someone helping us test him right now?"

Bei Liangcai was taken aback, then laughed: "The Protector is right!"

His state of mind had been disrupted by Yan Chu's cultivation, and he hadn't thought of this point.

They only needed to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight; once Yan Chu and Meng Feixing were both injured, they could naturally reap the benefits.

Perhaps the Southern Sky Sword Elder was planning the same thing?

"What a Yan Chu!"

"He is worthy of being the one who killed my Disciple!"

"Just based on this punch, my Disciple is far inferior. Even I must treat him seriously!"

In the distance, the Southern Sky Sword Elder's old, deeply wrinkled face, like decayed wood, wore a solemn expression.

Beside him, the beautiful and voluptuous Sect Master of the Shadow Moon Sect, Zheng Wan, dressed in a black gauze dress, spoke with a serious tone: "No wonder this kid dared to challenge the Old Marquis of Annan!"

"That punch of Meng Feixing was the eighth form of his Ten Directions Killing Fist, and he was actually able to take it head-on with the same fist power."

"He indeed has the qualifications to be proud!"

As a true Disciple of the Yue Nü Palace, although She Manman usually liked to mess around, she still had the necessary discernment.

At this moment, she could not help but be shocked.

Looking at Yan Chu, who was a few years younger than her, he was already able to fight a Supreme Grandmaster. Even her Master, Jiang Caiwei, could not have achieved this level back then.

One must know that Jiang Caiwei was not an ordinary Supreme Grandmaster.

She was ranked seventh on the Earth Ranking, known as the "Yue Nü Sword," and was among the top experts in the entire Great Jin Dynasty.

At Yan Chu's age, her Master was merely a martial Grandmaster, a world of difference compared to Yan Chu.

"If I could conquer him..."

A faint, hidden smile appeared on the corner of She Manman's mouth.

She had very high standards and had never really looked up to men.

Even Prodigies like Gao Yang were only treated as pets to be played with.

But an expert like Yan Chu greatly increased her interest. If she could make him kneel at her feet, the sense of accomplishment would be exciting just to think about...

Just as everyone was watching, Meng Feixing suddenly looked at the Southern Sky Sword Elder in the distance and said: "Senior Yu, Yan Chu killed many people from your Hidden Sword Palace and even cut down your Disciple Chen Fenghua. Don't you want to do it yourself?"

He then pointed to Tong Zhiyuan in the distance and said: "Governor Tong came to protect Yan Chu. If you all want to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, I fear you have miscalculated!"

"He will not sit idly by. It would be better for us to attack together; only then will we have a chance to take Yan Chu's life!"

"Oh?"

The Southern Sky Sword Elder was not aware of this.

However, since Meng Feixing had already spoken, there was naturally no reason for him to continue watching from the sidelines.

"Hehe, since Fellow Daoist Meng has invited me, how can this old man sit idly by?"

As he spoke, he grasped the Flying Sword beneath his feet, and an extremely domineering Sword Intent surged straight into the sky, tearing the clouds in the sky to shreds.

This caused everyone around to change color.

Even the few Supreme Grandmasters' eyes narrowed.

They secretly thought that he was worthy of being one of the three elders of the Hidden Sword Palace, a veteran expert of the Mountain Shaking Realm.

Not far away, Zheng Wan revealed a charming smile.

"Since Elder Yu has acted, my Tongzhou Governors Mansion and the Hidden Sword Palace share the same breath; how can I stand by and watch?"

As she moved with light steps, the surroundings seemed to suddenly darken, and countless light and dark shadows began to linger around her, while a full moon appeared behind her head.

It looked both sacred and evil.

"Master!"

Seeing that two more Mountain Shaking Realm experts were about to attack Yan Chu simultaneously, Zhao Jiyao's heart tightened, and she could not help but look at Tong Zhiyuan with pleading eyes.

Tong Zhiyuan's expression darkened, and he also took a step forward.

Swish!

He took the judge's pen in his hand and slashed it through the air, instantly cutting off the hundreds-of-zhang-wide waters of the Yang River, while also blocking the Southern Sky Sword Elder and Zheng Wan.

"You are all from famous, righteous sects. Bullying the small with the big is already against the moral code of the Jianghu. Now you want to use numbers to bully the few? Do you really not take the Imperial Court and this Governor seriously?"

Whoosh—

The many people from the Jianghu watching from afar were in an uproar once again.

They originally thought it was just a battle between two Supreme Grandmasters.

Looking at the current situation, it was actually a melee of five top experts?

Everyone became extremely excited. Even if they couldn't see the battle between Yan Chu and the Old Marquis this time, just witnessing today's battle made their trip to Cangzhou Prefecture worthwhile.