118: C118 South Peace

C118 South Peace

The river is boiling!

On both sides of the Cang River, many martial artists were dumbfounded.

"Is this still a realm that humans can reach? This is a martial arts grandmaster!?"

"The medicinal Genuine Qis turn into fire and burn the river and boil the sea. Worthy of being a Southern Mountain's Zhu Ling Martial Grandmaster!"

"That person on the ship is probably going to lose. Such martial arts can already be said to have reached the peak!"

Quite a few aristocratic families and martial arts experts were all amazed.

This was too terrifying. As expected of a Martial Dao Grandmaster whose name shook China. It could be said that he lived up to his reputation.

On the other side, at the edge of the Cang River, Chen Yi and Yun Mobing arrived at the foot of Little Ru Mountain.

Yun Mobing wanted to ask Chen Yi if he was going to fight with Zhu Ling, but the wooden boat had already drifted into the river.

She also saw Zhu Ling's superb martial arts, Genuine Qi externalizing, burning the river and boiling the sea.

Chen Yi looked at Zhu Ling indifferently and also saw the wooden boat. Just from the scene where the blade light broke through the hugging sun, he already knew who it was.

"Chen Yi, isn't it you that Zhu Ling asked to fight? Who is the person on the wooden boat?" Yun Mobing came back to her senses. She could not help but look at Chen Yi with a face full of surprise.

The young master of Zhenjiang who had killed Ye Loongyue with his own hands was Chen Yi.

But Chen Yi was right beside her. Someone replaced Chen Yi and challenged Zhu Ling to a battle on the river.

"He's just a busybody. You've seen him before!" Chen Yi said coolly, "Dragon Lake Mountain Scenic Area, that little guy, Yan Ann!"

Yun Mobing was stunned when she heard that.

"What? It's that Yan Ann!? "

Yun Mobing's heart was in turmoil. She looked at the top of the Cang River and the heavy True Fire swept towards the wooden boat.

On the top of the Cang River, Yan Ann looked at the true fire coming towards him. A faint smile appeared on his slightly aged face.

"Forget it. It seems like you are unable to persuade me with words."

As he spoke, Yan Ann slowly took off his bamboo hat, revealing his pale hair and a scar on his forehead.

He held the sheathed knife and gently tapped it with his feet as he slowly moved along with the wooden boat.

Yan Ann rose into the air. It was as if he was stepping on a plum blossom. Every step he took landed on the Genuine Qi fire.

Every step he took broke the Genuine Qi fire.

By the time he landed from the sky and stepped on the Cang River without sinking, the dozens of Genuine Qi fire had already dissipated.

Zhu Ling looked at this scene with a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

He did not even see what method Yan Ann used to break his martial arts.

The spectators on both sides of the river were in an uproar. Yun Cangshan's expression was even more serious.

To be able to break Zhu Ling's martial art so easily showed how terrifying Yan Ann's strength was.

Yan Ann looked at Zhu Ling indifferently. "When your master was still alive, he never mentioned it. In the Jiangnan area. Is there still a martial artist surnamed Yan?"

Zhu Ling was stunned when he heard that.

Very quickly, his brows furrowed tightly, as if he had thought of something.

"Back then, when my master did not pass away, he did mention that there was a martial artist with the surname Yan in Jiangnan."

"However, I was still young at that time. I was just over ten years old."

Zhu Ling's expression suddenly changed slightly. "You can't be that martial artist with the surname Yan, right?"

His pupils continuously shrunk, especially when he saw the scar on Yan Ann's forehead.

If this old man in front of him was the martial artist surnamed Yan mentioned by his master, then this old man was probably almost two hundred years old, right?

How was that possible!?

Even if it was a martial artist, how many people had lived to two hundred years old since ancient times?

Yan Ann smiled. He looked at Zhu Ling quietly. "What else did your master say?"

Zhu Ling's expression became serious. "Master once said that if I meet someone with the surname Jiangnan Yan and a scar on his forehead, I must not provoke him."

"He also mentioned that in the entire Huaxia, there is one person whose surname is Yan and who is known as Nanan, who is..."

Zhu Ling swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his face gradually turned pale.

"Dao Initiation realm, True Monarch of the Martial Path!"

True Monarch of Martial Dao was only one realm away from the Martial Arts Golden Core Stage realm and the Divine Immortal realm.

In China, this was the pinnacle. In fact, in many aristocratic families and even the entire martial world, it was already a legendary figure.

Yan Ann smiled faintly, "It seems like you know my identity."

"In that case, do you still want to be my enemy?"

Zhu Ling sucked in a breath of cold air after getting Yan Ann's recognition.

His expression shook as he said in a serious voice, "The person who killed my disciple, Ye Loongyue, is he True Monarch Nanan's disciple, or is he a junior?"

These words caused Yan Ann's expression to change.

"Impudent!"

He spoke coldly. His body was suddenly surrounded by a powerful force. Just his aura alone was enough to cause the water within a radius of several dozen meters to sink.

"If you dare to spout nonsense again, Don't blame me for disregarding the relationship between Zhu Qiqiao and me back then!"

"Zhu Ling, forget about you, even Zhu Qiqiao has to bow and bow to that person when he sees that person, let alone you!"

These words caused Zhu Ling to be stunned. There was a wisp of fury in his heart.

A martial artist had their own pride. Even when facing an expert, How can a person who is no match for him bow and bow?

"Even if Senior is really a Dao Initiation realm True Monarch, you can't slander my master like this!"

Yan Ann's face darkened. He looked at Zhu Ling without saying a word.

"Senior, even if you want to protect me, you should be reasonable, right?" Zhu Ling said coldly, "My disciple died in Jiangnan. Even if he was not as good as Zhu Ling, he would not lose his life."

"No matter who the master of Zhenjiang is, even if he is the disciple of a senior, or even his son, he should give me an explanation."0

"I'm not asking for a duel with a senior. "It was the murderer of my disciple."

"Senior, please make way. Or is it that the person who killed my disciple a person who only knows how to bully the weak and hides his head and tail and doesn't dare to make an enemy of me?"

He looked at Yan Ann without fear in his eyes. The reason he came out of the mountain this time was to take revenge.

Yan Ann looked at Zhu Ling and slowly said, "He is really stubborn!"

"Ignorant kid, Zhu Qiqiao only told you not to provoke a warrior with the surname Yan in Jiangnan. He did not tell you that in today's world, there is a man with the surname Chen. If you meet him, it would not be an exaggeration to kneel and kowtow."

Yan Ann's hand, which was holding the long blade, slowly moved. His right hand slowly pulled the blade out of the Blade Sheath.

When the blade appeared, all things in the world turned silent.

Yan Ann's bright eyes seemed to be filled with coldness at this moment.

"You dare to be disrespectful to that kid?"

Yan Ann's actions caused Zhu Ling's expression to change drastically. Immediately, the Genuine Qi in his body circulated throughout his body.

"Senior wants to rely on strength to bully the weak?" He couldn't help but ask. If the person in front of him was really the warrior surnamed Yan mentioned by his master, the Dao Initiation realm True Monarch Nanan, and the Genuine Qi Stage, how could he possibly be a match for him?

Yan Ann ignored him, "Let me tell you, the one you asked to fight is surnamed Chen. Even if I meet him, I have to be respectful."

"In my life, I have some talent in the Martial Dao, and I was fortunate enough to be taught the profundity of a saber move by that person, causing me to be unable to comprehend it in my entire life!"

"My saber technique is only at around 1% of that level of mastery now."

His voice was calm. However, every word he said caused Zhu Ling's expression to change once again.

Yan Ann held his saber. In the next moment, the water above Cang River split into two.

This was merely a slight shake of the Tang saber in Yan Ann's hand.

His eyes seemed to have a sense of invincibility as he soared up into the sky.

Yan Ann looked at Zhu Ling and said word by word, "I just can't stand it. A martial artist like you dares to challenge that existence?"

"What a person who only knows how to bully the weak and hide his head and tail!"

"What a good person, I don't dare to be your enemy!"

He suddenly took a step forward, and with a single step, Tang Dao raised his saber and slashed out.

There was even a voice that seemed to be furious as it spread through the heavens and the earth. It shocked the night and filled the sky with stars.

"Bastard, do you think you are worthy of being Ancestor Chen's enemy?!"

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