Chapter 172 It's better to resolve enmity than to create it.

Meng Feixing's heart hammered wildly as he hurriedly channeled all his True Qi and Divine Sense; he still had one final Move: Ten Directions All-Kill!

However, this Move was far too powerful; even he could not use it lightly, and every time he did, it would burn away his vitality.

But its power was also terrifyingly immense.

Even their Gang Leader, Mao Yi, would not dare to receive this punch lightly!

"Ten Directions All—" Bang!!!

【Killed a Supreme Grandmaster of the Changle Gang, extremely satisfying, EXP +50000】

He never got the chance to use that punch.

He hadn't even finished chanting the name of the Move before Yan Chu blew him into smithereens with a single punch.

However, he was truly worthy of being a Supreme Grandmaster; his Physical Body was extraordinary.

After being blown apart by Yan Chu's punch, a dull, thunderous explosion actually rang out.

The blood was frozen into ice pellets, pattering down onto the river surface and instantly freezing the Yang River for a hundred zhang in every direction.

Yan Chu withdrew his fist, turned around, and looked at the other three Ninth Realm experts, a wild and unbridled grin hanging on his face.

Silence! Utter silence!

The Yang River below was frozen by the frost, ceasing its flow, but now it seemed as if even the river breeze had stopped blowing, stunned by Yan Chu's display of Divine Might.

Whoosh— After the silence came a massive uproar.

"He's dead! Great Hero Meng has been killed!!!"

"How can this be?! This... Yan Chu... Is Great Hero Yan really this strong?!?"

"And this is the Northern Land Divine Fist we're talking about..."

"Am I going blind?!?"

The onlookers were all in a frenzy, unable to believe this scene.

"Protector!!!"

The two Grandmasters of the Changle Gang stared dumbfounded at Meng Feixing, who had been blasted into a mist of blood, a chill seeping through their entire bodies.

Pfft! Pfft! With two successive soft sounds, the two of them followed in Meng Feixing's footsteps.

【Killed a Grandmaster of the Changle Gang, extremely satisfying, EXP +10000】

【Killed a Grandmaster of the Changle Gang, extremely satisfying, EXP +10000】

Compared to the onlookers, the Southern Sky Sword Elder and the others were much better off.

Or perhaps it should be said that they were already numb.

Being Supreme Grandmasters themselves, they understood the terror of the Ninth Realm best.

Whether it was their Physical Body or Divine Sense, both had been honed to an extremely high degree, and their vitality was terrifyingly strong.

Yet, even with four such powerful people attacking together, they were no match for Yan Chu alone.

Yan Chu was too strong! Unreasonably strong!

Not only was his saber technique supreme, but his fist and finger techniques were also not inferior to his attainments in the Dao of the saber; the recent exchange had made them feel this most profoundly.

He had already created a generational gap between himself and those of them in the same Realm!

No wonder he dared to challenge Sima Tao!

That wasn't arrogance; it was self-confidence! An invincible, self-assured confidence!

Screech!

Ji Guiying reacted the fastest. With a shrill screech, he rose into the air like a vulture, straight into the azure sky.

Damn it! How are we supposed to fight now?

They had originally thought it was four against two and that the advantage was theirs.

But in the face of Yan Chu's absolute strength, all their advantages had vanished completely.

He, Protector Ji, had better make his escape first!

He hadn't gained anything this time and had even lost both his hands; he had suffered a massive loss.

He wanted to leave Cangzhou Prefecture right now and get as far away from that freak Yan Chu as possible!

"Protector!!!"

During the recent battle, Bei Liangcai, who had been hiding far away, saw Ji Guiying fly directly into the high sky to escape and hurriedly shouted in alarm.

Turning his head to look, he suddenly discovered Yan Chu looking at him coldly.

It scared him out of his wits.

Four Supreme Grandmasters had been defeated by Yan Chu alone, and a Protector had fled with heavy injuries.

Run!

Without another word, Bei Liangcai channeled his light movement technique and fled into the distance, instantly crossing hundreds of meters of river water to land on the shore.

The Protector had already run away; was he supposed to stay here and wait for Yan Chu to kill him?

Pfft! As soon as his foot touched the ground, a bloody hole appeared in his forehead, and Saber Intent instantly shredded his brain and Primordial Spirit.

He died very undignifiedly.

However, with Yan Chu's current strength, Great Grandmasters truly couldn't be dignified in front of him.

【Killed a Great Grandmaster of the First Uprising Gang, extremely satisfying, EXP +30000】

"Governor Tong, you hold these two off for now, I'll be right back!"

Yan Chu shot out a flying knife, said this to Tong Zhiyuan, then rode the wind with his feet and flew into the high sky, chasing after Ji Guiying.

Tong Zhiyuan hadn't yet recovered from the shock of Meng Feixing's death.

Not long ago, he had exchanged dozens of Moves with the opponent, and neither could do anything to the other.

Yet now, he had been blasted to death by a single punch from Yan Chu.

Hearing his words now, Tong Zhiyuan just responded blankly.

The next moment, he immediately realized what was happening and looked at the Southern Sky Sword Elder and Zheng Wan, the two Ninth Realm experts of the same Realm.

"You idiots! If we stay together, we still have the strength to fight!"

"Now we're going to be picked off one by one!"

Zheng Wan's beautiful, fair face was filled with lingering fear and trepidation.

She, too, had been shocked by Yan Chu's strength.

With such a powerful Yan Chu, even the Governor was likely no match for him!

But she hadn't expected Ji Guiying to flee on horseback without a second word.

Did he think he could escape from Yan Chu's hands?

He was the first one being chased!

If they had stayed behind, the three of them joining forces might have had a chance to save their lives.

"Governor Tong, this old man was reckless this time!"

The Southern Sky Sword Elder's deeply wrinkled, aged face wore a serious expression; the saber mark on his chest was still hissing, as the Saber Qi constantly ground against his own True Qi.

"If you make an enemy of my Hidden Sword Palace and the Tongzhou Governors Mansion, the consequences in the future will likely not be good!"

"How about you and I both take a step back today?"

"Later, you can speak on behalf of the two of us to Young Hero Yan: enmities should be resolved, not perpetuated, and there is no need to burn all bridges!"

Tong Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh.

He slowly shook his head and said:

"Elder Yu, you can tell Yan Chu that yourself in a moment!"

"Please forgive me for being unable to relay it!"

Just kidding; that wasn't how you were acting just a moment ago.

Now that you see you can't win, you want to shake hands and make peace?

Upon hearing this, the Southern Sky Sword Elder's aged face instantly darkened.

He exchanged a glance with Zheng Wan, and they both tacitly decided to scatter and flee.

Tong Zhiyuan could stop at most one person; if both of them stayed behind, their fate would surely be miserable once Yan Chu returned.

With the strength the opponent had just displayed, none of them were his match.

Even if he wasn't as good as the experts on the Earth Ranking, sweeping through ordinary Ninth Realm experts was no difficult task.

Swish! Swish! The two Supreme Grandmasters split left and right, directly scattering to flee.

"Aunt Zheng!!"

She Manman's beautiful eyes were filled with panic; she was truly frightened now. Yan Chu was simply too vicious, unlike any man she had ever met before.

Zheng Wan's stunning, radiant face was devoid of expression as she unfurled her long sleeves, took her, and escaped into the shadows on the shore, disappearing from the surface of the Yang River.

In the blink of an eye, she was gone without a trace.

"Governor Tong, do you really want to burn all bridges?!?"

Behind him, the Southern Sky Sword Elder's aged voice rang out.

The two Supreme Grandmasters clashed once again.

Tong Zhiyuan could not stop both of them at the same time, so he chose to entangle the Southern Sky Sword Elder first.

"Ah? This... this..." "They all ran away?!?"

On the shore, the hundreds of Jianghu travelers watching the battle looked at each other in dismay.

They had expected a world-shaking battle that would last for a day and a night, but they hadn't expected the outcome to be decided in less than a quarter of an hour.