I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 539: There are no empty warriors under the great reputation

It's almost noon.

On Guniu Hill, a considerable number of martial arts practitioners have already gathered.

Zhou Cheng'an led Jiang Yu, with Lin Ya following behind, and slowly walked up to the large snowfield.

The place was full of people from the Xuanyuan family. The moment they saw the three of them appear, everyone froze on the spot, all looking infatuated.

There was no way around it; the three of them were simply too good-looking.

Jiang Yu and Lin Ya were both exceptionally beautiful women, but Zhou Cheng'an, though a man, was even more handsome than them, as if he had been reincarnated as a celestial being or an immortal descending to earth.

With such a beautiful appearance, even a man could bewitch countless people.

"I never imagined that such a stunning beauty existed in the world!!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, and everyone present snapped out of their shock.

"Such a beauty, it seems he won't die today. The ancestor will surely spare his life."

A slightly lewd voice rang out not far from Zhou Cheng'an. The speaker was a middle-aged man with a frivolous appearance and a rather pale face, clearly having been ravaged by wine and women.

"Indeed, such a beauty, the Ancestor will surely spare his life. And those two women are not bad either. The Ancestor is truly enviable." Beside the frivolous man was a handsome middle-aged man with peach blossom eyes and a wicked air.

He waved a folding fan, on both sides of which were painted several beautiful women, along with their names, families, and more than twenty words of erotic language, depicting the epitome of romance.

Upon hearing this, another man spoke up: "Brother Wu, what is there to envy? Back in the day, Brother Wu roamed the martial world and enjoyed countless beauties. Brother Wu probably had dozens of beauties' fans. That's what makes others envious."

There was an unspoken envy in his words.

"Haha, easy, easy, those were all things of the past," the man with peach blossom eyes laughed smugly.

This man, named Wu Yue, was a womanizer who boasted of being "skilled in both love and painting." In his younger days, he roamed freely among the women, and the women who had fallen victim to his cruelty would have their portraits painted on his folding fans, which were called "beauty fans."

He had dozens of "beauty fans" in his hands, which shows how many women he had poisoned.

If he hadn't poisoned the daughter of a prefect and angered the government, he would have had far more beauties than that, and he wouldn't have come to Huishan to live a life of subservience.

Those who were with Wu Yue were all guest retainers of the Xuanyuan family who had committed crimes and sought refuge there; they were a den of snakes and rats, and they were all in cahoots.

Now that he has seen three stunning beauties, coupled with Xuan Yuan Da Pan's behavior, he naturally couldn't help but hurl insults.

"Such a handsome Taoist priest. Luckily, I'm not into men. Otherwise, looking at this dish but not being able to eat it would be incredibly frustrating."

"Hehe, you don't understand. A beauty like him, whose gender is indistinguishable, is a celestial being."

"Absolutely, absolutely. It's such a pity that this young Taoist priest has gone up Mount Hui. He must be the ancestor's private possession. I'm afraid we'll never see him again after today. Alas, it breaks my heart..."

Hearing these words, Lin Ya was about to tease Zhou Cheng'an, who was resting with his eyes closed, when he heard him say, "Since you want to die, then this humble Taoist will grant your wish. You can die in peace now."

As Zhou Chengan's cold words rang out, a murderous aura surged into the sky.

The sheer killing intent alone turned many people present pale, and they sensed the approach of death.

Before they could react, Zhou Chengan had already made his move.

He suddenly took a step forward, kicking up a lot of broken stones, and then waved his long sleeves.

The rubble shot out like meteors, transforming into streaks of light that shattered the heads of those around them, causing them to explode like watermelons, splattering red and white debris all over the ground.

"I originally wanted to maintain a bit of the demeanor of a master, but now it seems... what a load of rubbish! Anyone who dares to displease me, even if they're a pile of shit, I'll still stomp on them."

Zhou Cheng'an's language was crude, but coming from his stunningly beautiful face, coupled with his clear and melodious voice that seemed to come from the clouds, it did not give people the impression of being crude at all.

In fact, he had a great internal struggle before he made his move.

Because he sensed the malevolent energy contained in the Dragon Essence during his meditation last night, which affected his temperament, he originally intended to cultivate his mind and body and simply finish off Xuanyuan Dapan without having to massacre Guniu Dagang.

Even if these guests of the Xuanyuan family spoke disrespectfully to him, he immediately told himself that they were just the whispers of ants, and could not cause him any harm. It was not worth risking his life for them.

But as these guys uttered their lewd words, Zhou Chengan's thoughts kept churning.

Ultimately, his thoughts changed to:

In this world where strength reigns supreme, when did the strong have to suffer at the hands of the weak?

Anyone who makes me uncomfortable will be made ten or a hundred times more uncomfortable by me.

Even if the malevolent energy contained in the Dragon Essence might cause him to go astray in the future, at least for now, he should enjoy himself to the fullest.

And that's how the scene we just witnessed came about.

For a time, screams echoed across the snow-covered plain.

Some of the Xuanyuan family's retainers, who had never witnessed such a horrific scene, turned pale with fright and scattered in all directions.

"Spare me...spare me...Master Daoist, spare me..."

Wu Yue, limp in the blood and grime, was horrified. His hands and feet were ice-cold, and he even began to stammer.

Those who were with him just now were all guest elders of the Xuanyuan family, each with considerable strength. There was even a master who had just entered the third rank. In other places, they could form a powerful sect.

However, with just a step and a wave of his hand, Zhou Cheng'an turned everyone's perfectly healthy heads into exploding watermelons, leaving them no time to react.

He never even dreamed of such astonishing martial arts skills.

"Hmm, I almost forgot about you since you weren't saying anything." Zhou Cheng'an grinned, raised his hand and pointed, and a burst of sword energy shot out: "Sorry, I'll make up for it right away."

As the sword energy shot out, the air seemed to turn into flowing water, with ripples spreading outwards.

"My life is over!"

Aside from having this thought flash through his mind and closing his eyes to await death, Wu Yue was unable to react in any other way.

With a soft "plop," there was no blood splattering or the gruesome sight of a head exploding.

Wu Yue felt a chill, but the pain he had imagined did not come. Then he opened his eyes.

Then he realized that everyone around him was looking at him, and some women even covered their eyes.

Only then did he realize that his clothes had been turned to dust by the sword energy, leaving him completely naked.

Zhou Cheng'an stroked his chin, glanced down, and sneered, "I thought flower thieves were gifted, but it turns out they're just like this... tsk tsk, Greyhound!"

His pride and joy were trampled on, and Wu Yue's originally pale face instantly turned bright red.

Before he could cover it up, Zhou Chengan snapped his fingers.

The sword energy that had shot into Wu Yue's body from between his eyebrows exploded instantly, turning him into a pile of minced meat, as if he had been cut into a thousand pieces in an instant.

"The most important thing in life is to be happy, don't you think?"

Zhou Cheng'an glanced at the Xuanyuan family retainers who remained on the snowy plain, his face beaming with a bright smile. Killing the person who displeased him made him feel much happier.

Just then, the escape of those retainers attracted many martial arts practitioners to the Great Snow Plain.

The already somewhat empty snowfield became crowded again.

As soon as they arrived, they saw the dozen or so headless corpses.

Brain matter was scattered all over the ground in a colorful mess, and there was also a pool of flesh that looked like it had been chopped into pieces, emitting a strong smell of blood that made people feel nauseous.

A group of young disciples who had come with their elders to watch the spectacle had never seen such a horrific scene before. Their faces turned pale, and they began to vomit incessantly.

"Who...who has the audacity to kill the Xuanyuan family's guest elders on the snowy plain, and so many people at that..."

This wasn't just one person's thought, but the sentiment of most of those present. Everyone's gaze shifted, and they saw the young Taoist priest standing beside the corpse, instantly falling into a speechless, stunned silence.

The Taoist priest in the green robe stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair cascading down, and a faint smile played on his stunningly beautiful face.

His tall figure stood before a group of headless corpses, yet he did not inspire fear. Instead, he exuded an eerie and mysterious aura that captivated and enthralled people.

"Unbelievable... There are such beautiful people in the world..."

"So beautiful. That Taoist's beauty transcends the physical appearance of men and women, making people unconsciously fall into it. The Rouge Review didn't even record it. Someone must have secretly tampered with it."

Many people were captivated by the Taoist priest in the green robe's unparalleled elegance, especially the women, who gazed at him with longing, wishing that time could stand still at this moment.

Of course, some people shook their heads and sighed.

"This week, Zhou Chui has some nerve, daring to come to Huishan to cause trouble for the Xuanyuan family. The Xuanyuan family is not like the people he beat up before."

"Is he Zhou Yichui, who has recently risen to fame in the martial arts world? No wonder... But he killed so many people from the Xuanyuan family. If I were him, I would have escaped in the chaos long ago."

"Escape? Don't be ridiculous. This is Guniugang in Huishan, the residence of the Xuanyuan family. Not only are there many experts here, but there is also a top expert like the Xuanyuan Ancestor guarding the area."

"Are you all stupid? Didn't you see him killing people in the street yesterday? He even cut off the arm of the second master of the Xuanyuan family and boasted that he would take down the Xuanyuan patriarch. Killing a few guest elders of the Xuanyuan family is nothing!"

"Zhou Yichui is quite powerful, but can he really be a match for the Yellow Ancestor?"

"Who knows."

"Hehe, with such beauty, if she were to serve that old patriarch of the Xuanyuan family and please him, not only would her life be safe, but it would also be a great fortune..."

Before the word "transformation" could be uttered, the words abruptly stopped.

Suddenly, a bloody hole appeared in his forehead, and he fell backward, dead beyond any doubt.

The sudden turn of events elicited another gasp.

No one could tell how the man died, not even those around him; it was as if an invisible and intangible disaster had suddenly struck.

“Zhou Yichui, how dare you commit murder in broad daylight? You truly have no respect for the heroes of Jianzhou.”

A middle-aged man walked out, a long knife at his waist, a sinister smile on his face.

This person was neither a member of the Xuanyuan family nor a guest of the Xuanyuan family, but simply a swordsman with some reputation in Jianzhou.

He originally wanted to borrow a sword manual from the Xuanyuan family, but he didn't want to stay in the Xuanyuan family as a guest elder, so he thought he could take advantage of today's events to see if he could find an opportunity to curry favor with the Xuanyuan family.

Right now, he sees this as a good opportunity. Although the head of the Xuanyuan family and several other gentlemen have not yet arrived, there are also guest elders of the Xuanyuan family present, and his performance will naturally be reported.

Besides the middle-aged swordsman, seven or eight other people emerged from the crowd. Some were martial artists trying to curry favor with the Xuanyuan family, while others were guests of the Xuanyuan family. None of them were good people.

"Let's go together and catch him!"

Whoosh whoosh! !

Nine figures attacked simultaneously, flying towards Zhou Cheng'an.

They each displayed their unique skills, hoping to capture Zhou Chengan and claim credit for their efforts.

These nine people were quite strong, and although they were only coordinating roughly at this moment, they were still quite methodical.

There are many skilled fighters on the snowy plain, but only a handful can truly withstand the combined attacks of nine people.

Just when many people thought it was a sure thing and a good show was about to end, a jaw-dropping scene unfolded.

Without Zhou Chengan making any move, the nine men suddenly froze, turned their guns around, and began attacking each other.

"What...what kind of sorcery is this?!"

For a time, many people felt a chill run down their spines.

However, there were still some fearless individuals who jumped out.

"Go! Grab him!"

The speaker was a burly man who was clearly a master of external martial arts, and quite powerful, possessing the cultivation of the Vajra Realm. He was well-known in Jianzhou.

As he jumped out, two second-rank minor grandmasters also jumped out.

Immediately afterwards, everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and before they could even see Zhou Cheng'an's figure clearly, they heard three loud "bangs".

A Vajra Realm martial artist and two second-grade minor grandmasters were sent flying backwards with a thud, crashing into the nine people who had attacked earlier.

In an instant, of the twelve people who made the move, all but the Vajra Realm martial artist who was on the verge of death were killed.

The two second-rank minor grandmasters who had taken a solid hit from Zhou Cheng'an had their chests explode and died a gruesome death.

Everyone was horrified.

Some of those who had never seen Zhou Cheng'an make a move thought that the legendary "Zhou Yi Chui" was just an exaggeration. Now that they saw him take down enemies with a single punch, they realized that his reputation was well-deserved and that Zhou Yi Chui's martial arts were truly superb.

Zhou Cheng'an glanced at the twelve people lying on the ground and sneered, "What a bunch of idiots. They clearly wanted to capture me, but they didn't use their full strength. Who else but you will die?"

Of the twelve people who attacked him just now, not one of them even intended to seriously injure him, let alone kill him.

As for the reason, it is also very simple.

Because they all wanted to offer him to Xuanyuan Dapan, if he died or was disfigured, they might not only fail to flatter him but also incur Xuanyuan Dapan's wrath.

Therefore, they dared not use their full strength, and the result of not using their full strength was that all twelve of them died.

Indeed, the man who was on the verge of death, the Vajra Realm expert, also died after Zhou Cheng'an finished speaking.

Zhou Chengan smiled and looked around.

The entire snowfield was silent; no one dared to speak, or even breathe loudly.

Anyone who met his gaze immediately lowered their head, their whole body trembling involuntarily, as if they had encountered their natural enemy.

Zhou Chengan nodded in satisfaction, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

The atmosphere remains oppressive and desolate; no one dares to move.

After a long while, someone tried to step away, and then the crowd scattered in a great commotion.

However, none of them left Guniu Dagang, or even far from Daxueping. They simply moved away from Zhou Chengan and whispered among themselves in the distance.

"Such ruthless methods. If I hadn't been a little slow in my attack, I'd probably be lying there right now."

Many experts who had originally planned to make a move to curry favor with the Xuanyuan family were still shaken and filled with lingering fear.

"The people who just made a move are all quite famous figures in our Jianzhou, especially Li Gang, who is a first-grade Vajra Realm expert, yet he couldn't even withstand a single move. This Zhou Chui is not only handsome, but also incredibly skilled."

"Hehe, so what? This is Guniu Dagang in Huishan. With the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family in charge, unless he is also a master of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, he will not escape death."

"Alas, what a pity, a promising young talent is about to perish."

"..."

"Father, please save him when the time comes, okay? Your daughter likes him."

“My silly niece, you think too highly of your father. He can’t even beat Zhou Yichui, let alone save someone from the hands of that ancestor of the Xuanyuan family.”

"..."

(End of this chapter)