Chapter 929: The Netherworld Blade Zhou Family

Chen Yu nodded, and he rose to leave with the Zhou Family.

The Netherworld Blade is an extremely formidable martial art, and the Xianyang Zhou Clan also holds quite a status in the pugilistic world.

The Zhou Family mansion is located in the ancient district of Xianyang City, and the courtyard was passed down from their ancestors, preserving the style of ancient architecture.

The courtyard has three successive gates, and while it cannot be called luxurious, it possesses a unique style within Xianyang City.

"Haha, Alliance Leader Chen has graced us with his presence; the Zhou Family is honored." Zhou Zhangsheng is over sixty years old this year, and his strength is at the peak of the Martial Ancestor Realm.

It is just that his mobility is inconvenient, and he sits in a wheelchair; he cupped his hands toward Chen Yu.

"Senior Zhou, I have long admired your great name." Chen Yu subconsciously glanced at Zhou Zhangsheng's legs.

"Alliance Leader Chen, please take a seat," Zhou Zhangsheng smiled. "I am on good terms with Liang Lao of Jinling, and upon learning that Alliance Leader Chen was heading west and passing through Xianyang, I wanted to fulfill the duties of a host. It is a bit abrupt, and I hope Alliance Leader Chen will forgive me."

"I heard from Liang Lao that Alliance Leader Chen was young, but I did not expect Alliance Leader Chen to be this young. To possess such strong power at this age and be able to lead the Northern Three Provinces Martial Alliance is truly impressive."

Zhou Zhangsheng's exclamation was genuine; after all, Chen Yu is very young, and at his age, one would usually just be entering the threshold of the Master Realm.

Yet Chen Yu is already able to become an Alliance Leader and destroy the Tiance Sword Mansion; this is truly something ordinary people cannot hope to reach.

"It is all just luck; I have also long heard of Senior Zhou's Netherworld Blade," Chen Yu smiled.

"Hmph, the Netherworld Blade of my Zhou Family has a fierce blade aura and is an extremely rigid and ferocious blade technique; ordinary people cannot learn it." Just then, an old man in his fifties in the room put down the cup in his hand and spoke.

This old man had been in the room the whole time, and ever since Chen Yu entered, his gaze had been fixed on Chen Yu.

"Junior Brother, hold your tongue." Zhou Zhangsheng glared at the old man, then smiled. "Alliance Leader Chen, this is my Junior Brother, Zhou Tong. He is blunt and speaks quickly; please do not take offense."

"Heh, Senior Brother, is that Martial Alliance Leader you mentioned just a young kid?" Zhou Tong sneered. He put down his wine, stood up, and with a flash of sharp light in his eyes, looked at Chen Yu.

"To have become the Martial Alliance Leader at such a young age, is it that those people in the Martial Alliance are too incompetent?"

"Junior Brother, watch your words." Zhou Zhangsheng shouted in a low voice, his expression looking rather unpleasant.

When Liang Lao contacted him, he repeatedly emphasized that Chen Yu is no ordinary person. Although he could not see anything special about Chen Yu for the moment, he still had to believe Liang Lao's warning.

"Haha, Senior Brother, since Alliance Leader Chen could reach this position, he is clearly a person of stature and won't be angry because of a couple of my joking words." Zhou Tong laughed loudly. "Since Alliance Leader Chen can be an Alliance Leader, his strength must have extraordinary aspects; I would like to witness it."

"Senior Zhou is joking, but I have long admired the Netherworld Blade as the best in the world. Since I have come today, I naturally wish to witness it." Chen Yu smiled faintly.

He did not take this kind of provocation to heart; after all, there are plenty of people like Zhou Tong, and it is not worth getting angry over.

Moreover, this kind of person who provokes wildly will be docile in the blink of an eye.

"Good." Zhou Tong sneered. He grabbed with his right hand, and a large blade was seen flying up from the seat he had just occupied. With a 'whoosh', the dark, heavy blade lay across his hand.

He let out a violent shout, his True Qi surging. The giant blade, weighing a full two hundred jin, hummed faintly. He lifted the blade with one hand, and as the giant blade swept through the air, a deep blue trail of light flashed and vanished.

As the blue trail of light flashed past, the temperature in the room dropped suddenly. This was the opening stance of the Netherworld Blade; from the opening stance alone, one could see how fierce and overbearing this blade technique was.

"Alliance Leader Chen, please offer your guidance." Zhou Tong shouted violently, thrusting the large blade in his hand upward, followed by a sweeping-the-army-across-a-thousand-men stance.

Zhou Tong did not hold back his strength; he simply felt that Chen Yu was too young. At such a young age, it was impossible for him to have very strong power, so he used his full strength the moment he attacked.

He did this to force Chen Yu to reveal his true colors. Heh, the dignified Martial Alliance Leader, the legendary person who destroyed the number one sect of Jinling, the Tiance Sword Mansion, would be vulnerable before him—that would be fun.

He shouted violently, the giant blade in his hand advancing; he was determined to cut Chen Yu down under his blade.

However, he would not have this opportunity to make a name for himself. Chen Yu sat on the spot, motionless. This blade strike stirred up the surrounding air, and a white mist condensed on the blade body; clearly, this strike was no small matter.

However, Chen Yu suddenly smiled. He patted the table, and with a 'slap', a cup of tea in front of him was suddenly stirred up by Primordial Qi, floating in mid-air.

Chen Yu pointed with his right hand, and this cup of water spun rapidly in mid-air, forming a water sphere. Then, the water sphere suddenly burst, turning into several water swords that fiercely attacked the giant blade in Zhou Tong's hand.

*Swish, swish, swish*—three water swords struck the blade body. With a 'ding' sound, Zhou Tong's figure stalled immediately.

His blade stance, which looked incomparably fierce and strong, was thus dissolved into nothingness.

He let out a muffled groan and retreated several steps, then stomped his right foot heavily on the ground. With a 'crack', the floor tiles flew, and he used this to stop his momentum, only then barely managing to stand firm.

Zhou Tong was in a wretched state. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Chen Yu had shown mercy. Now, Chen Yu held his right hand out, and the remaining half of the water sphere was still floating slowly above his palm.

Zhou Tong could not save face; after all, he had just acted all high and mighty, making people think he was extremely powerful, but when he struck with his full strength, the other party had broken it without even moving. This made him feel very uncomfortable inside.

He shook the giant blade in his hand, then raised the blade with both hands above his head. Another blue blade aura flashed, and the giant blade in his hand slashed straight toward Chen Yu's forehead.

This move was a killing blow.

Chen Yu furrowed his brows; he would not indulge Zhou Tong's foul temper. He pointed with his right hand, and the water sphere split into three again, turning into three cold breaths that rushed toward Zhou Tong with a 'chi' sound.

*Ding*—Zhou Tong's wrist shook, and his figure retreated involuntarily.

Then he felt a burst of cold air coming from the blade handle. He looked at the blade body in astonishment and saw that the dark, heavy blade was already covered in frost.

Then, with a faint 'crack', a crack actually appeared on this blade that had been tempered a thousand times.

Immediately following, this blade, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, shattered into pieces with a 'clatter'.

Looking at the mere blade handle left in his hand, Zhou Tong's face turned pale.

"Stop making a fool of yourself, why don't you step down?" Zhou Zhangsheng glared at Zhou Tong.

Only then did Zhou Tong retreat with an ugly expression; he sat to the side and did not say another word.

"Many thanks to Alliance Leader Chen for showing mercy." Zhou Zhangsheng cupped his hands toward Chen Yu. "My Junior Brother is too self-righteous; it is good to give him a lesson so that he knows there are heavens beyond heavens and people beyond people."

"Senior Zhou is a straightforward person. Having just experienced the Zhou Clan's Netherworld Blade, it is truly worthy of being a blade technique passed down for hundreds of years—fierce and overbearing."

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