119: C119 The Power of Martial Arts

C119 The Power of Martial Arts

"True Monarch Nanan is going to attack!"

On the northern shore of Cang River, the eyes of the young monk next to the old monk focused.

"Nanan hasn't fought for decades. He should not be far from the land of immortals now!"

The old monk's eyes were filled with a sense of disappointment and frustration. Those who had traveled with him in the past and were influential figures in the world of martial arts in Huaxia were rarely known to this day.

He looked at Yan Ann, wanting to see just how powerful Yan Ann's current martial arts strength was.

Above the Cang River, the water under Yan Ann's feet seemed to be separated by an invisible force.

The blade was not breathing. The people on both sides of the river did not see the blade light.

However, they saw that with the Tang saber in Yan Ann's hand as the starting point, the river water kept breaking open.

"You..."

Zhu Ling was even more shocked. The Genuine Qi in his body condensed and his hands suddenly shook.

The scarlet Genuine Qi attached itself to his body like a fire god. He waved his fists, and tiny sparks appeared.

This was the manifestation of the condensation of the Genuine Qi to its limit, and also Zhu Ling's trump card.

There were nearly a hundred sparks of fire. In the night sky above the Cang River, it was faintly discernible.

The blade of the river broke through and continued to spread until it reached Zhu Ling's body, colliding with the fiery light that filled the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, the endless fiery light exploded like fireworks. Hundreds of explosions exploded on top of the Cang River at the same time.

Zhu Ling focused his eyes and looked at the rolling fiery light. Immediately, his expression changed. His aged appearance revealed endless shock.

The river water under his feet suddenly split apart.

When the people on both sides of the Cang River saw this scene, they were all extremely shocked.

Such a terrifying attack actually failed to block the old man in Tang Yi's attack.

But soon, an even more terrifying scene appeared in front of everyone.

The river water continued to break down from the Cang River to the north bank of the Cang River. In an uninhabited place, a rumbling sound could be heard from the shore.

"What!?"

The spectators on both sides of the river were dumbfounded. The Tang Yi elder was at least 500 meters away from the northern shore.

Right at this moment, a stream of Saber Qi rose from the river that had been cut off.

Boom!

The flames that had exploded on the Saber Qi were extinguished like candles in a raging wind.

The old man was the only one holding a saber in his hand.

At this moment, he was like a god in the human world.

Even the young monk beside the old monk could not help but be dumbstruck.

This was True Monarch Nanan!?

The power of martial arts, breaking the Cang River with a single strike!

The entire night seemed to be dead silent. On the northern shore of the Cang River, the shore had been torn to pieces.

The water of the Cang River began to churn as the water of the river collided with each other. It was as if a huge rock had collided with each other, causing a dull rumbling sound to ring out.

Even on the shore, Yun Mobing was left speechless.

In the scenic area of the Dragon Lake Mountain, that kind old man was actually so terrifying.

This was the Cang River!

However, it was broken by human strength. The power of a single slash was so terrifying!

Chen Yi looked at this scene indifferently and withdrew his gaze. "Looks like I don't need to attack anymore!"

"Let's go back!"

There was no sadness or joy on his face. Even such a terrifying blade attack seemed to be nothing in his eyes.

Yun Mobing came back to her senses and looked at Chen Yi.

There was shock and curiosity in her eyes. Yan Ann had such strength, but what about Chen Yi?

When Chen Yi was at his peak, so what?

However, Yun Mobing did not ask. She just secretly hid the shock in her heart.

...

On the Cang River, Zhu Ling's face was pale. He looked at Yan Ann as if he was looking at a god.

At this moment, Zhu Ling completely understood what kind of existence Yan Ann was.

True Monarch Wu Dao had broken the Cang River with a single strike. They weren't on the same level at all.

However, who was the Ancestor Chen that had angered the Martial Dao True Lord in Yan Ann's mouth?

Was it the person who killed his disciple, the young Grandmaster of Zhenjiang that he spoke of?

"Get lost!"

Yan Ann said coldly, "If you dare to speak rudely again, I will kill you. "Today, the river shall bury you!"

Zhu Ling suddenly came back to his senses. He didn't dare to say another word and fled in panic.

This miserable figure caused the people on both sides of the Cang River to gradually come back to their senses.

"Oh my god, he broke the Cang River with a single slash!"

"Who is that old man? Is he a Grandmaster of the Zhenjiang?"

"That's not right. Such terrifying power is something that even a Martial Grandmaster would not possess, let alone a Martial Grandmaster!"

The martial experts of the Jiangnan family were in an uproar.

They were too far away, and very few of them could see Yan Ann's face clearly.

In the Yun family, Yun Cangshan's face turned pale. He looked at Yan Ann, who had returned to his wooden boat and was slowly leaving the Cang River.

"At least, he's a Genuine Qi Stage warrior."

"Is he a Grandmaster of the Zhenjiang? It seems like he mentioned Ancestor Chens..."

Ancestor Chen... Yun Cangshan's expression changed slightly. As a member of the Jiang Nan family, he had naturally heard a thing or two about Yun family.

That was his grandfather's generation. He had died nearly a hundred years ago. At that time, he was still young.

Yun Cangshan vaguely remembered that his grandfather had mentioned Ancestor Chen, but it seemed to be related to the Dragon Lake Mountain of Jin Ling.

Chen Zongxiao was even more shocked. Chen Weijiang, who was beside him, could not help but ask, "This is the strength of a martial grandmaster?"

This was an existence that surpassed humans. When one cultivated the martial arts to the extreme, it was terrifying to such an extent?

The saber cut through the river water. If it was human... Chen Weijiang felt a chill run down his spine.

Even if there was an army, they wouldn't be able to protect it, right?

"Martial Grandmaster, I'm afraid that this person's strength is above that of a Martial Grandmaster." Chen Zongxiao heaved a long sigh and said, "Looks like the one whose name has always shook the Zhenjiang is an existence like this in legends."

When Chen Weijiang heard this, he could not help but pause. "Dad, don't tell me you really think it's Chen Yi? At the age of eighteen, he is already a genius to be able to enter inner strength."

"Grandmaster, Grandmaster... Let's not talk about cutting off the existence of the Cang River with just one slash."

Chen Zongxiao nodded slightly, feeling that he was thinking too much.

It was not only Chen Zongxiao, but also many of the great families in Jiangnan.

After all, it was a rumor. The person who had recently risen to fame should be a rumor. He was not a young man, but a white-haired Taoist who lived in seclusion in Zhenjiang.

Some of the people who had personally witnessed Chen Yi killing Ye Loongyue at the Martial Exchange were also filled with disbelief. They naturally wouldn't believe that this old man was Chen Yi. Instead, they treated Chen Yi as this old man's disciple and listened to his family.

On both sides of the Cang River, luxury cars gradually drove away. Many families and some experts of the Martial Dao also gradually dispersed.

The battle that had caused a sensation in the Jiangnan area and attracted the attention of everyone in the Jiangnan area had ended with just a single slash.

Zhenjiang City, River Viewing Garden.

Yun Mobing drove Chen Yi back to Mansion Number One. Chen Yi slowly got off the car.

At this moment, his eyes moved slightly. He glanced at the old man who had been waiting in front of the mansion for a long time.

Previously, he was regarded as a legendary martial artist by many aristocratic families in Cang River. Now, he slowly knelt down in front of Chen Yi.

He lowered his head and said, "Yan Ann, please forgive me, Ancestor Chen!"

Chen Yi merely glanced at him and then looked away.

In the car, Yun Mobing saw Yan Ann kneeling on the ground and suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air.

This old man who had just broken the Cang River and shocked Jiangnan with a single slash was now so humble.

Was he... asking Chen Yi to forgive him?

A monstrous storm rose in Yun Mobing's heart, but her cold and frosty face was filled with shock.

Chen Yi, on the other hand, walked back to the villa by himself. Only when he closed the door did a faint voice drift out.

"Get lost!"0

Yan Ann slowly raised his head. A smile appeared on his old face.

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