CHAPTER 692: CHAPTER 551 UNEXPECTED ENCOUNTER_2

Sometimes, when the two horses encounter a high spot and dare not jump down, they whinny loudly for Yang Zhenshan to help.

Yang Zhenshan feels helpless and can only catch them from below.

After catching the two horses from a cliff, Yang Zhenshan said somewhat gloomily, "I knew it would be like this, I wouldn’t have brought you two along!"

Whinny whinny~~

Red Cloud cried out discontentedly at him, as if saying we didn’t want to follow anyway.

As evening approached, the two reached a town nearby, which seemed to be a market town, but Yang Zhenshan was not sure of the specific name.

Just as they were about to enter the town over the last hill, they suddenly saw several figures in the distance, seemingly in battle.

The distance was too far to see clearly, but they could make out that those people’s cultivation was not low.

"What is that?" Yu Qingyi asked somewhat puzzled.

Yang Zhanshan took out the telescope, "It seems like Innate Martial Artists!"

"Innate Martial Artists! Where did these Innate Martial Artists come from?"

"Let’s go over and take a look!"

Yang Zhenshan didn’t say another word and flew towards the site of the battle.

There’s a bustle to join, naturally, it can’t be missed.

They were out for fun, and joining in the fun was part of the play.

Soon, from the north side of the market town to the west side, just as Yang Zhenshan guessed, there were two Innate Martial Artists in combat, and more than a dozen martial artists with notable cultivation were attacking a man and a woman.

Yang Zhenshan took a closer look, and the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but lift.

"Didn’t expect to bump into acquaintances even here!"

Yu Qingyi, who arrived a bit later asked in surprise, "Acquaintances, who?"

"Look!"

"That’s Miss Qiaoer!"

Indeed, the party involved in the battle was none other than Xue Qiaoer, Granny Xue, and Xue Zhongjin!

What a surprising coincidence, but not an impossible one.

Years ago, Xue Qiaoer and her group left the Capital City intending to head for the Jinlong Dynasty, and this place was only dozens of miles away from the Jinlong Dynasty.

"Granny Xue seems unable to hold on!" Yu Qingyi suddenly said.

Granny Xue was fighting a man in a red robe embroidered with black patterns, a distinctive hook-nosed old man, whose appearance alone gave off a sinister and vicious aura.

The elderly man was very powerful, stronger by a bit than An Yuxing, but weaker than Daoist Xuanzhen.

However, Granny Xue’s strength was also superior to An Yuxing’s, but not enough to overcome this hook-nosed old man.

What surprised Yang Zhenshan the most was Xue Qiaoer. At this moment, Xue Qiaoer still retained her youthful appearance, but her hair had changed; what was once black had turned snow-white.

And the strength she showed was considerable, dealing with the three Half-step Innate warriors’ siege quite comfortably.

By comparison, the situation of Xue Zhongjin and the four maidservants was much more embarrassing.

"An Innate Martial Artist and three Half-step Innate! They shouldn’t be people from the Jinlong Dynasty!" Yang Zhenshan muttered to himself.

If the Jinlong Dynasty had such strong forces, Qu Changkong would have probably been doomed long ago.

"Should we make a move?" Yu Qingyi asked.

Yang Zhanshan looked at Granny Xue, who was constantly retreating, and said, "Go help Miss Qiaoer!"

Since they had encountered this, they naturally had to help, especially since the Yang family had a close relationship with the Snow Spirit Palace.

Although Xue Qiaoer went to the Jinlong Dynasty in the past few years, the cooperation between the Yang family and the Snow Spirit Palace did not cease and was even getting deeper.

However, most of their cooperation was mainly managed by Yang Mingzhi in Fuzhou City, primarily involving the trading of materials.

With these words, Yang Zhenshan drew out two Short Spears from Red Cloud.

His Mystical Iron Spear was taken by Yang Mingcheng; crossing mountains and rivers with a long spear was inconvenient, and he could only hand the long spear to Yang Mingcheng, carrying only the two Short Spears with him.

Actually, he could have stored the Mystical Iron Spear in the Spiritual Spring Space, but being around Yu Qingyi, it was inappropriate to use the Spiritual Spring Space.

He was hesitating whether or not to disclose the existence of the Spiritual Spring Space to Yu Qingyi.

"Hahaha~~ Senior Xue, long time no see!"

Grabbing the Short Spears, Yang Zhenshan laughed heartily and then swept towards the position where both parties were engaged in combat.

Granny Xue, who was in the midst of a battle, heard the noise and slightly startled, glanced with the corner of her eye at Yang Zhenshan who was rushing over.

At first, she did not recognize Yang Zhenshan because he was dressed quite simply. For the convenience of climbing mountains, he had changed into a set of neat and agile attire.

The eagle-nosed elderly man, upon noticing a foreign intervention, immediately retreated cautiously.

"Marquis Yang!" Granny Xue looked at Yang Zhenshan with surprise and uncertainty.

Yang Zhenshan approached, grinning, "Senior Xue, do you need help?"

He was eager to try, looking at the eagle-nosed elderly man. Having felt somewhat unsatisfied while sparring with Qu Changkong, he now wanted to battle with a strong opponent to validate his understanding of the realm and also to fully utilize his Thunderbolt Strike.

Granny Xue breathed a sigh of relief, "This old body can still cope, trouble Marquis Yang to help—"

But her words stopped short, as Yu Qingyi had already rushed into the battlefield.

"Then, I’ll trouble Marquis Yang. This person is an elder of the Martial God Temple, his strength is not weak, be careful, Marquis Yang!" Granny Xue said gravely.

Martial God Temple!

Yang Zhenshan’s expression shifted slightly. He knew some about the Martial God Temple.

Besides numerous kingdoms, there are two forces in the south of Da Rong that require special attention: one is Martial God Temple, and the other is Insect Valley.

Insect Valley is very mysterious, with even Da Rong knowing very little about it.

However, the Martial God Temple is very high-profile. Similar to a Sect force, but not just any Sect force, it is a force that stands above the Dynasties.

Martial God Temple stands on Mount Shinwu, and the succession of the throne in the four surrounding Dynasties must be approved by Martial God Temple.

This shows how strong Martial God Temple is, even the Dynasties have to bow under it.

If talking about high-end martial forces, Martial God Temple should not be weaker than Da Rong Royal Family.

Yes, the Da Rong Royal Family, not the Da Rong Dynasty.

After all, inside Da Rong, there are many Innate Martial Artists who are not controlled by the Da Rong Royal Family.

"Do you also wish to interfere with our Martial God Temple’s affairs?" the eagle-nosed elderly man spoke.

Yang Zhenshan faced him, "This is the territory of Da Rong, shouldn’t you have announced your arrival in advance!"

Although the Martial God Temple is strong, it is not yet to the extent that Da Rong fears.

To be precise, it should be the Martial God Temple that fears Da Rong more.

The eagle-nosed elderly man frowned, "It seems we cannot resolve this amicably today!"

Yang Zhenshan raised his Short Spear, "Let’s settle this through a fight, if you win, all is well to discuss, but if you lose, then there’s nothing that can be helped!"

"Marquis Jing’an of Da Rong Dynasty, Yang Zhenshan, seeks your guidance!"

Yang Zhenshan first declared his title.

It’s not that he wanted to show off, but rather, fearing he couldn’t beat the opponent, he declared his title first, using the big banner of Da Rong to make the opponent tread cautiously, preventing a fatal attack.

"Chai Wuji of the Martial God Temple, seeks your guidance!" Chai Wuji lifted his long sword.

Facing Chai Wuji, Yang Zhenshan naturally didn’t hold back and went all out.

Dual spears swung, creating a fierce spear tip that formed a flurry, rushing towards Chai Wuji.

However, Chai Wuji was much stronger than Qu Changkong, easily resolving Yang Zhenshan’s spear light and counterattacked with his sword.

His Sword Force was immensely heavy, each strike like a mountain, even though Yang Zhenshan’s strength far exceeded ordinary Innate Martial Artists, he still found it strenuous to fend off Chai Wuji’s Sword Force.

In an instant, they exchanged over a dozen moves and unsurprisingly, Yang Zhenshan quickly found himself at a disadvantage.

Granny Xue adjusted her stance and was about to step forward to assist when Yang Zhenshan stopped her: "Senior Xue need not worry, I can still handle it!"

Granny Xue hesitated, "Be careful, Marquis Yang!"

Hearing this, Chai Wuji’s eyes sparkled, "Good, daring to fight me alone, I respect you as a true man!"

"You not respecting me doesn’t change that I’m still a man!" Yang Zhenshan continued swinging his dual spears, despite talking his offensive did not slow down.

However, fighting with two Short Spears was somewhat inconvenient for him, had he had his Mystical Iron Spear, he wouldn’t have fallen into a disadvantage so quickly.

A horizontal cut came sweeping in; Yang Zhenshan raised his spear to block, yet the heavy force inevitably pushed him back several steps.

This wasn’t to say Chai Wuji’s strength surpassed Yang Zhenshan, but because the Cultivation Technique cultivated by Chai Wuji had Mystical Mechanism that incorporated a massive force.

Each move carried the characteristic of being as heavy as a mountain, in contrast, Yang Zhenshan’s understanding of the Yimu Chang Chun Skill Mystical Mechanism was primarily about variability, in combination with his comprehension of the unique mystical realm, his techniques became ever more unconstrained and variably agile.

Though Chai Wuji was strong, Yang Zhenshan was not utterly powerless, even coming close to striking Chai Wuji’s vital points multiple times.

Nonetheless, Chai Wuji was also an experienced and strong fighter, both in combat experience and strength.