"Yan Chen?"
"I heard the dark-faced large man call him young marshal earlier. Could it be…"
"Major? The White Mountain Army's marshal?"
"This sword is indeed the same as the rumors!”
Hearing the old man's words, the other people in the martial world were shocked!
He had defeated all the disciples of the six major sects with one sword and killed five elders of the six major sects, including Kong Zhi, by himself!
After so long, Yan Chen's reputation had already spread throughout the martial world!
Even the White Mountain Army under his command became an evil force in the eyes of the people of Jianghu.
Now that someone had recognized his identity, it was no wonder that these martial artists were shocked!
"Young Master Yan…"
On the official road, among the crowd, Zhou Zhiruo felt that she couldn't take it anymore and tried her best to resist. Suddenly, she heard someone mention the name 'Yan Chen', and she couldn't help but turn her head to look.
For some reason, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but feel a sense of security when she heard this word.
The moment she turned around, a flaw appeared in her attack!
Zhou Zhiruo was only relying on her longsword to support herself. Now that her attention was distracted, the originally impenetrable sword net was instantly torn apart by a few sabers!
"Ah!"
"Miss Zhou, be careful!"
"Be careful!"
Seeing that a beautiful girl was about to be beheaded, the people in the martial arts world could not help but speak up!
But what was shameful was that no one dared to take half a step forward!
"Hypocrite!"
Yan Chen let out a cold snort. His body swayed slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred steps away!
Just as the crowd was exclaiming in shock, Yan Chen had already arrived beside Zhou Zhiruo. He struck out with his left palm in succession, and it was incomparably fierce!
Bang! Bang!
The horses of the four men who were slashing at Zhou Zhiruo with their sabers might be protected by thick iron armor, but they still found it difficult to withstand Yan Chen's mountain-like palm force!
The sound of four palms hitting the horse's head was like a single palm, and even the sound rose and fell at the same time!
Broken bones and fresh blood splattered out from the gaps of the horse's armor!
A horse and a horse, together with their armor, weighed nearly a thousand pounds. However, at this moment, the four horses were knocked back by Yan Chen's palm at the same time!
"This... What kind of internal energy is this?"
"Oh my god…"
"This palm force is so overbearing. If it were to land on a person…"
"This... This was the Shaolin Sect's Vajra Palm!!”
The old man who recognized Yan Chen seemed to know a lot about the martial world. He had a unique vision and could see through Yan Chen's palm technique at a glance!
"There are many palm powers in the world that are domineering and vigorous, but the only one that is both domineering and vigorous is the Shaolin Sect's Great Strength Vajra Palm!”
At this moment, the old man's eyes were wide open and his mouth was slightly agape as if he had received a strong stimulation." This youth…" He could actually master such a skill at such a young age?”
On the official road!
Yan Chen was dressed in white. The cold wind blew past with snowflakes, causing his clothes to flutter.
In front of him, there were four horses and four people lying dead in an orderly manner!
The men on the four horses were also killed by this palm strike. They did not even have the time to react!
"Brat, you're courting death!"
When the other rebel soldiers saw their comrades die tragically, they became even angrier and showed no intention of retreating!
In just a moment, more than ten people charged forward again!
Swoosh--
Yan Chen did not even turn his head. His sword had already been unsheathed, and it slashed across like lightning!
His sword was like lightning and thunder. It was so fast that it disappeared in the blink of an eye!
The dozen or so riders that pounced at the same time were instantly killed!
In the blink of an eye, the road covered with a thick layer of snow was dyed red!
However, Yan Chen, who was dressed in white, did not seem to be tainted by these filth at all.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, everyone present would have thought that he was a young man who had walked out of a painting. He didn't have the slightest killing intent, and only gave off a warm and reassuring feeling.
"You…"
Zhou Zhiruo looked at Yan Chen beside her in a daze. Suddenly, her face turned pale and she lost consciousness.
Her internal energy had long been exhausted. Coupled with the fact that she had been fighting with these people for a long time, she was exhausted. When she saw Yan Chen attack, her tensed nerves relaxed. Her vision instantly darkened and she fainted.
Yan Chen stretched out his hand and gently pulled Zhou Zhiruo's warm and soft body into his embrace. He looked coldly at the hundreds of volunteer soldiers in front of him!
Only then did Li Tieniu and the others rush to Yan Chen's side. The five of them instantly lined up according to the Wei Wuzu's training method, protecting Yan Chen and Zhou Zhiruo in the middle!
Suddenly, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties slowly walked out of the rebel army. From afar, his temples bulged and the calluses on his hands were thick and hard. Clearly, he was an expert in both internal and external cultivation.
I am Marshal Liu's subordinate General Fan Cheng, who are you? How dare you interfere in my matters?
“...”
"Fan Cheng?"
"It's wise not to provoke Liu Futong's men!”
"Earlier, I heard that he led his men to slaughter a village and stole a lot of silver grain.”
"If it was not for Miss Zhou, I'm afraid that these villagers would not be able to escape…"
"This is a second-rate expert. No wonder Miss Zhou was injured!”
Yan Chen glanced at Fan Cheng indifferently and didn't say a word. He gently carried Zhou Zhiruo's soft body and walked towards the tavern.
"I'll leave it to you!"
"Yes, sir! Young Marshal!"
Li Tieniu, Qin San, and the others all drew their weapons!
"Hehe, you're not worthy of asking for the young marshal's name!”Li Tieniu laughed loudly and drew his saber!
"Major?" Fan Cheng was slightly startled, and his expression changed drastically." The White Mountain Army's Major General?!”
There were all kinds of nicknames in the martial world, but there was only one young man who was called 'Young Marshal' and had strong martial arts!
"Hmph, at least you have some eyesight!" " Hmph!" Qin San snorted coldly, and the long saber in his hand trembled slightly." Since these heroes of the pugilistic world are unwilling to make a move, it's only natural for us, the rebels of the pugilistic world, to uphold justice!"”
They, who claimed to be from the righteous path, were timid, but it was the evil path who came forward to save them!
Qin San's words could be said to be impolite, making people unable to retort. The people of the martial world standing not far away were even more ashamed!
"Hehe, I might be a little afraid of Yan Chen, but you guys want to deal with my cavalry?”Fan Cheng watched Yan Chen walk into the restaurant and suddenly became bolder.
"Oh?"
Li Tieniu grinned hideously and tightened his grip on the long saber in his hand." Then, you can try!"”
If it was a few months ago, the five of them would not have been a match for these hundred cavalrymen!
But now, they were no longer the same as before!
Although the Golden Bell Cocoon was still weak, the Ten Bloody Battle Styles was a powerful and unparalleled secret art on the battlefield. In addition to the key points recorded in the training method of the soldiers of the Wei Dynasty…
Even if there were twice as many cavalry, the five of them were confident that they could retreat safely, let alone a mere hundred cavalry!
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