Chapter 92 Like this kind of thing

If Daoist Qinglu were here in person today, how could Yan Chu possibly survive?

He would have fled far away long ago!

Returning once again to those days of hiding and running.

Unfortunately, most people in the Jianghu think too highly of themselves, believing a single Grandmaster is enough to deal with him, and are unwilling to make the trip personally.

This one time you slack off will soon lead to severe consequences!

"Calabash Brothers saving their grandpa? What does that mean?"

Behind Yue Xingye, the young man Yue Yunpeng and the middle-aged woman Yue Huifang looked at each other and frowned, somewhat unable to understand the words coming from Yan Chu's mouth.

Yan Chu shook his head and smiled. "It doesn't mean much!"

Yue Yunpeng snorted coldly, "Nonsense!"

As a fellow Genius of the Yue Family, he had been suppressed by Yue Jinhua at every turn; in truth, deep down, he was actually somewhat grateful to Yan Chu.

But that didn't mean he was unwilling to see Yan Chu die.

Seeing Yan Chu's young and handsome face filled his heart with envy; not only was he on the heavenly pride ranking, but he was also more handsome than him. He would be more than happy to see the other man die.

He had volunteered for this mission to kill Yan Chu.

Once he returned to the Family, he could rely on this merit to become the successor to the Yue Family head.

Anyway, with his Second Granduncle here, he wouldn't have to lift a finger himself!

Of course, if he were required to do it himself...

Then, sorry, I have no interest in the position of Family head...

He still had a bit of self-awareness.

The middle-aged woman, Yue Huifang, was Yue Xingye's Junior who attended to him at all times; he took her with him almost everywhere he went.

She had a curvaceous figure and was somewhat attractive; deep in her gaze as she looked at Yan Chu, there was a hint of regret.

What a pity that such a handsome young man would no longer be in this world after today!

Yue Xingye was unaware of the thoughts of the two Juniors behind him.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his silver hair meticulously groomed, narrowing his eyes as he sized up Yan Chu. "You don't seem afraid at all?"

Yan Chu smiled faintly. "Why should I be afraid?"

"A Grandmaster is also human, and a Grandmaster can also die! Can they not?"

"Interesting!"

Yue Xingye's expression froze for a moment, and then he was so incensed that he threw his head back and laughed loudly. "You want to kill me?"

"Hahaha! You want to kill a Grandmaster?!!!"

The laughter rolled out, making the eardrums of all the Jianghu people watching from a distance ache; some even had blood flowing from their ears.

Suddenly, Yue Xingye stopped laughing, his face becoming as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice.

"Yan Chu, you are even more arrogant than the rumors suggest!"

"I will stand right here and let you strike me three times with your blade!"

"If I take even a single step back, what's the harm in me turning around and leaving!"

Hearing this, Yan Chu's expression instantly became extremely colorful. "Are you sure?"

Hundreds of meters away, Ma Qingzong had somehow blended into the crowd of Jianghu people.

Just as Yan Chu was hunting down Fu Guanlin, he had followed behind.

He had thought that facing a Grandmaster, Yan Chu would surely die.

He would also be able to escape Yan Chu's control, and he had already breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, hearing Yue Xingye's words and seeing Yan Chu's expression, his heart leaped into his throat, and his face instantly turned ugly.

Not good!

Almost everyone who has fought Yan Chu is dead!

Yue Xingye definitely hadn't investigated this clearly on his way here...

He had celebrated for nothing!

...

A cold sneer appeared on Yue Xingye's face. "Young people truly don't know the heights of the heavens or the depth of the earth!"

"Thinking you can do whatever you want just because you're on some heavenly pride ranking!"

"Today, this old man will show you the gap between the Sixth Realm and a Grandmaster!"

"I want to tell the world clearly that the might of a Grandmaster cannot be defied; even if you are a Peerless Prodigy, there is a vast chasm between you and a Grandmaster."

"I'll give you three strikes today!"

"After three strikes, this old man will grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes!!!"

As he spoke, the Grandmaster Aura on his body completely erupted.

Boom!

The terrifying Aura was vast and mighty, whipping up a violent gale.

Within this Aura was also Yue Xingye's own Sword Intent; Sword Intent could slice through gold and shatter jade. Anyone within a hundred meters would be instantly dismembered by this Sword Intent.

Even from hundreds of meters away, many Jianghu people still felt waves of palpitations.

"Is this the might of a Grandmaster? It's simply terrifying!"

"It's over! Yan Chu is truly finished today!!"

"With such terrifying power, let alone three strikes, what if Yan Chu were allowed ten?"

"Indeed! Under the pressure of a Grandmaster, I'm afraid Yan Chu won't even have the courage to draw his blade!"

Ma Qingzong's eyes flickered.

Although his cultivation was sealed, his insight remained.

The Aura Yue Xingye displayed was indeed worlds apart from the Sixth Realm.

His mind couldn't help but become active again...

Behind Yan Chu, the Masked Woman, who had retreated over a hundred meters away, was suppressed by this residual Grandmaster pressure and retreated another hundred meters. Her veil was blown off by the wind, revealing a face of peerless beauty.

Su Zhirou was already considered a great beauty, and Han Yunlu was undeniably magnificent.

Both were rare beauties within a whole county, but compared to this woman, they would still pale in comparison.

This face seemed like the Creator's most proud masterpiece.

A poet facing her would likely be struck by a burst of inspiration; an artist seeing her would surely have ideas gushing forth.

When Yue Yunpeng saw her, he was directly dazed.

He couldn't even be bothered with the battle between his granduncle and Yan Chu; all his attention was drawn away.

Yue Huifang was a woman, yet she still couldn't help but be stunned by the young woman's appearance, and a deep sense of inferiority arose within her.

Even the Grandmaster Yue Xingye, with his profound cultivation and being sixty years old, couldn't help but lose himself for a moment upon seeing this face.

Clang!

At that moment, the ring of a blade sounded.

Simultaneously, an indescribably tragic Saber Intent erupted from Yan Chu, as if forged from the slaughter of millions.

His timing was perfect; under the impact of this Saber Intent, a flaw appeared in Yue Xingye's Grandmaster pressure.

"Not good!!"

Yue Xingye's face changed drastically.

He had been distracted by that peerless woman, and his mind had actually slipped for a moment.

This momentary lapse turned into a fatal killing intent!

An indescribable flash of saber light appeared before his eyes.

"What kind of saber technique is this?!!"

Yue Xingye couldn't help but cry out in his heart.

It was clearly a simple strike, yet it seemed to encompass all possible variations, making it impossible to dodge or avoid.

Under this strike, even the hardest metal would be split in two, and even the softest flowing water would be cut in half.

His refined Grandmaster Sword Intent had no power to resist before this strike.

This strike pierced deep into his mind, cutting into his core, and his Divine Sense was extinguished!

The power of a single strike divided heaven and earth! Neither gods nor ghosts could remain!

Clang!

Yan Chu sheathed his saber and stood with his back to the three of them.

A lingering sense of awe remained in Yue Xingye's eyes as he asked longingly, "What... what saber technique is this?"

Yan Chu turned his head and looked at him. "You want to learn?"

"I'll teach you!"

Dammit!

A trace of resentment appeared in Yue Xingye's eyes.

Splash!

A line of blood appeared right in the center of his forehead, and his entire body split neatly down the middle, the Saber Intent lingering for a long time.

In the end, he didn't even know the name of the technique; Yan Chu was truly too wicked...

[Killed a Yue Family Grandmaster expert. Extremely satisfying. Experience +10,000, Heavenly Frost Fist +1]

Yue Yunpeng and Yue Huifang stared blankly at their granduncle's bifurcated corpse, an indescribable chill surging into their hearts.

The two of them looked up and met Yan Chu's somewhat helpless gaze.

"You saw it; he was the one who asked me to strike, so I did!"

"I've never heard a request like that in my entire life!"