A Dish Best Served Cold Chapter 1654

 "What a terrifying pressure~"


        "How terrifying should this Chu Zhengliang's strength be?"


        Feeling this mighty power from Chu Zhengliang's body, all the people present had palpitations in their hearts. While looking at the Chu Family Head in front of them, they secretly whispered in their hearts.


        The Sword Saint and Tang Hao both changed their expressions after seeing the gaze of the Chu Family Head, Chu Zhengliang, looking over.


        Especially the Sword Saint himself, after hearing Chu Zhengliang's words, an old face turned white.


        He had stopped Tang Hao before, thinking to stay out of the matter and wait and see what would happen.


        But now, it seemed that it was very difficult for them to stay out of the matter, even if they wanted to.


        "I'm afraid that's an overstatement, Master Chu."


        "Our Yanxia martial path and the Chu Clan are thousands of miles apart, and we have always been at peace with each other."


        "Now that your son is getting married, my Yanxia Martial God Temple has even come to congratulate him personally."


        "Why is there any talk of war with the Chu Sect?"


        "As for this man in front of me, I do not know what he came to the Chu Sect for."


        Facing Chu Zhengliang's question, the Sword Saint rose up and smiled back.


        "How dare you not know in the slightest?"


        "But Your Excellency the Sword Saint, do you think that just these few words can remove your Yanxia Martial God Hall cleanly?"


        "As far as I know, this person in front of me is the seventh Sealed Sovereign of your Yan Xia, Wushuang!"


        "Since he is the Yanxia Seal, his every word and deed is representative of the entire nation."


        "Now that your Yanxia Sealed Grandmaster has disrupted my Chu Family's wedding banquet, if your Martial God Hall does not give me an explanation, then don't blame me, Chu Zhengliang, for dealing with your Martial God Hall as well!"


        Chu Zhengliang spoke in a cold voice, his words filled with threats and cold intent.


        It had to be said that this Chu Zhengliang was really cunning.


        In the face of Ye Fan's attack, he ignored it and instead went after Sword Saint, the Godless Hall Master of Yanxia.


        His meaning was undoubtedly very obvious.


        That was to let the Sword Saint and the others, go and dispose of Ye Fan.


        In this way, he would be able to kill two birds with one stone, not to mention that he would be able to kill without bloodshed, but he would also be able to trigger an internal fight in Yanxia and deplete Yanxia's internal strength.


        "What?"


        "This person is Yan Xia's No That Double Seal, Ye Fan?"


        "The last battle in the rainforest, this guy survived a big disaster."


        "Unexpectedly, he doesn't know how to restrain himself, not to mention that now he has come to provoke the Chu Family?"


        "I think he really doesn't want to live anymore."


        .....


        "Yes."


        "I also heard that several elders of the Chu Clan have been poisoned by him."


        "The Chu Sect hasn't gone after him yet, but he's come up to suffer his own death?"


        "This is going to be a good show."


        "Haha~"


        After learning that this man in front of them was Yanxia's Sealed Patriarch, the powerful people of the countries present were instantly happy.


        A look of sitting on a mountain and watching a tiger fight.


        In particular, Ye Fan's old acquaintance, Wang Yuehe, was laughing recklessly and coldly at this moment.


        "This Chu Tianfan is really interesting."


        "After killing a strong man from my country of Japan, he was afraid that my Moon God would go after him, so he went so far as to hide in Yanxia under the name of Ye Fan, and actually became the Sealed Patriarch of Yanxia?"


        "And now he has even come to the Chu Clan mountain to desecrate the wife of the young master of the Chu Clan?"


        "This really doesn't know how to live and die."


        "This time, I'll see how this Chu Tianfan can still play?"


        Wang Yuehe sneered in his heart, with a complete smile of gloating.


        Moreover, he also said to the Sword Saint in a gloomy voice on the side, "Yes, Sword Saint, this is what is wrong with you Yanxia."


        "Especially you, the Martial God Hall Hall Master, who can't even restrain the Sealed Sovereigns below?"


        "Now so arrogant as to forcibly break into Chu Sect Mountain, and openly rob a bride and molest the young master of the Chu Family's wedded wife?"


        "This is also because the Chu Family Master has a good temper."


        "If it were me, I would have given an order long ago to call out the Chu Family's strongest men to kill up to Yan Mountain and wipe out your Martial God Hall."


        Wang Yuehe deliberately arched his fire and spoke in a sinister manner.


        "Wang Yuehe, stop fanning the flames here!"


        "In the future, if my Martial God Hall really suffers from extinction, I, Tang Hao, will be the first to kill my way into the Winter Capital and exterminate your Sword God Palace!"


        Tang Hao's palms were clenched tightly as he said in a deep, angry voice!


        While Tang Hao and Wang Yuehe were facing each other, the Sword Saint at the side had a face as gloomy as water, hard to see.


        Chu Zhengliang and the others were right, although what happened today was Ye Fan's personal action.


        But no matter how one said it, Ye Fan was an ordained Sovereign of Yanxia.


        This alone, it would never be possible for the Martial God Hall to stay out of the matter.


        After all, in the martial arts world, every word and deed of an ordained powerhouse was representative of the nation.


        For a time, the Sword Saint was naturally put in a difficult situation.


        "Chu Zhengliang, you also know in your heart that my feud with the Chu Family is a family matter."


        "And why do you need to involve Yanxia and the Martial God Hall?" Ye Fan frowned, his cold gaze looking at Chu Zhengliang.


        Clearly, he had not expected this third uncle of hers to be so despicable.


        This was clearly provoking his relationship with Yan Xia.


        "That's enough!" However, as soon as Ye Fan's words fell, the Sword Saint at the side, who could no longer keep silent after all, immediately burst out angrily at Ye Fan.


        "Ye Fan, how long do you want to fool around?"


        "I, Yanxia, granted you the title to protect your family and defend the country, not to let you run amok outside, cause trouble and give people a hard time!"


        "If you still have Yan Xia in your heart, return Miss An Qi immediately."


        "Then apologise on your knees to the young master of the Chu family and seek forgiveness!"


        "Otherwise, don't blame me, the Sword Saint, for disregarding the friendship of my fellow countrymen?"


        The Sword Saint rushed at Ye Fan with an angry rebuke.


        Ye Fan instantly frowned, "Asking me to kneel down and apologise to the Chu Family?"


        "I really don't know, as the leader of the Yanxia Martial Dao, you are also saying that?"


        "As I recall, back in Jiangdong, you were the ones who said that the Chu Clan had a blood feud with Yanxia, a family feud, right?"


        "You were also the ones who treated me as a gap between the Chu Sect and wanted to get rid of them, right?"


        "Today, I am alone in killing my way up to Chu Sect Mountain, and I am avenging the martial arts martyrs of Yanxia who fell under the Chu Sect back then."


        "And you?"


        "The self-proclaimed Martial God Hall Master, the leader of the righteous path, just don't help me and help me."


        "You even made me kneel down and beg for forgiveness to apologise to the Chu Clan to the Chu Family!"


        "Sacrificing the dignity of your countrymen to beg forgiveness from others to lick the stinking feet of the Chu Clan?"


        "One thing to your face, one thing behind your back."


        "Don't you feel shame yourself?"


        Even when facing the Sword Saint, Ye Fan had no fear. His words were so loud and resounding that they only echoed like gold and stone falling to the ground.


        With his words, he even scolded the Sword Saint, and his old face turned red, unable to utter a single word.


        "You... You..."


        "Shut up!"


        "How dare you speak nonsense in front of the Chu family head and the Chu Sect elders?"


        "Do you want to get my Yanxia Martial Dao killed?"


        The Sword Saint was so angry that his body trembled, pointing at Ye Fan's nose and cursing.


        Now facing the Chu Sect, Yanxia was in a weak position. Even if he had hatred in his heart, he should hide it deep inside and bide his time.


        Otherwise, there was a great possibility that it would bring Yanxia to its doom.


        However, now that Ye Fan had said these words in front of the senior members of the Chu Sect, the Sword Saint was naturally frightened.


        If not, this would become a handle and a mouthpiece for the Chu Sect's invasion of Yanxia's martial arts ah.


        While the Sword Saint was debating with Ye Fan, Chu Qi Tian, who had originally been shaken to the ground by Ye Fan, saw the right moment.


        With a chilling frown, his body suddenly flashed, and an ice blue dagger hidden under his sleeves appeared in Chu Qi Tian's hand.


        And then, when Ye Fan was unprepared, he stabbed fiercely towards Ye Fan's back.


        "Little Brother Fan, be careful~"


        An Qi was shocked and shouted out in a hurry.


        But in the end, it was too late, Chu Qi Tian's dagger had already fallen.


        The sharp blade cut through his clothes and broke through his skin, immediately leaving a bloody scar on Ye Fan's body.


        However, what Chu Qi Tian never expected was that after piercing the surface of Ye Fan's skin, the short blade in his hand was no longer able to advance in the slightest.


        "This... How is this possible?"


        "This blade is the Dragon Treasure Blade that grandfather gave me!"


        "Destroying gold and breaking jade, sharpening iron like mud."


        "Even father, when he was defenceless, would have had difficulty blocking this blade."


        "But... But this sinner, when he was defenceless, could... How could he block it?"