A Dish Best Served Cold Chapter 1691

 Angie was still crying out, but Gaia and the others were spitting blood and falling to the ground.


        What had been a great situation had now taken a sharp turn for the worse.


        This is how wars between martial arts are fought.


        Sometimes one man can be worth ten million!


        Just like the Chu Clan in front of them, they were already at the end of their rope under Ye Fan's majesty.


        However, because of the appearance of Chu Yuan alone, he was able to save the world and help the building to fall.


        With a single hand, he shattered the advantage that Ye Fan had spent ten years of effort to build up.


        At this scene, Aaron, the Sword Saint and the others, who had been watching from the sidelines, were not surprised.


        In their eyes, the moment Chu Yuan appeared, this farce had actually ended.


        They had thought that this Ye Fan would be fearful and intimidated after seeing Elder Chu appear.


        But now, it seemed that they had underestimated Ye Fan's determination after all.


        "This fellow, he has come with the conviction that he will not spare a single death."


        Aaron said in a low voice as his eyebrows stared down.


        In his heart, for no reason, he had a few moments of respect for Ye Fan.


        Sometimes, Aaron simply could not imagine what kind of majestic courage and strength one had to have within one's heart to dare to call out the entire Chu Family with one person's strength.


        Even when facing the once world's strongest man, Chu Yuan, he had no fear and would not hesitate to fight.


        It was equally difficult for Aaron to imagine what kind of faith this young man in front of him contained to persist in fighting for this goal for so many years.


        "Perhaps, this is his obsession and dream."


        "It's a pity that today, the dream will finally be cut short."


        Aaron shook his head and said, full of regret and emotion.


        As the battle continued until now, even Aaron, the leader of the Soviet Russian martial arts, could not help but be infected by Ye Fan's determination and belief.


        He had some admiration and sympathy for this latter student of Yanxia.


        "Yes, the difference is too great."


        "This Chu family senior, his true strength, is afraid that he is close to the God realm!"


        "The balance of power has once again been broken."


        "After today, this martial dao world, I'm afraid, will no longer be calm."


        The royal lord of the Western European royal family beside him was worried, and there was scruple in his gaze as he looked at Chu Yuan.


        Power and ambition were a match for each other.


        Now that Chu Yuan had once again grasped power, no one could guarantee that in the near future, he would not lead the Chu Sect and raise another storm.


        "Tang Hao, let's go!"


        And while Aaron and the others were feeling pity for Ye Fan, the Sword Saint at the side was no longer able to remain calm.


        With his brows locked, he turned around and shouted at Tang Hao to leave.


        Tang Hao was puzzled, "Why do you suddenly want to leave?"


        "Won't you wait for the ending?"


        Tang Hao clearly still wanted to continue waiting.


        But the Sword Saint directly vetoed it.


        "Don't look, the ending has been decided, so we'd better leave as early as possible."


        "Otherwise, if Chu Yuan settles Ye Fan later on, if he then relents against my Yanxia Martial Way, you and I, we won't be able to get away."


        The Sword Saint clearly felt an extremely dense sense of crisis.


        He was now, indeed, somewhat worried that Ye Fan's identity would implicate the Martial God Hall.


        The wisest choice today was undoubtedly to not have any involvement with Ye Fan.


        The Sword Saint's mind was already made up, and although Tang Hao was still a bit worried about Ye Fan, there was nothing he could do.


        Yes, just as the Sword Saint had said.


        The end had already been decided, so even if he stayed, he would not be of any use, but might bring great risk to the Yanxia Martial Way.


        So, while the crowd was still concerned about Ye Fan's life and death, the Sword Saint and Tang Hao had already quietly left and returned to Yanxia.


        Ahead of them, the place where Ye Fan had fallen was already in ruins.


        Just now, Ye Fan had been suppressed here by Chu Yuan.


        However, Ye Fan soon stood up from the ruins.


        He was covered in blood, but the corners of his mouth still wore a cold smile.


        A pair of eyes were still glowing eerily.


        The frightening cold aura was chilling to the bone!


        "This... This guy~"


        "Has he stood up?"


        "It's really an undefeatable little strong man."


        Seeing Ye Fan climb up from the ruins once again, the crowd was shocked and emotional.


        From the time Ye Fan had gone up to Chu Men Mountain until now, this fellow had undoubtedly suffered several heavy injuries as well.


        But what one did not expect was that even so, he still did not give up.


        Even in the face of Chu Yuan's majesty, he had already stood up strongly, and in his dark eyes was determination, firmness, and a skyward battle intent!


        "Chu Yuan, the war between you and me, it is not over yet?"


        "Come again!"


        Ye Fan spat out the fresh blood in his mouth and raised his voice to the sky with a whistle.


        A rolling torrent of sound, with a domineering grandeur, a frankness that did not fear life or death, resounded through the mountain of the Chu Sect.


        "No~"


        "Brother Little Fan, don't fight anymore."


        "Don't fight anymore~"


        "You'll die..."


        Looking at the teenager who was sobbing and fighting fiercely in front of her, An Qi was in tears.


        She cried out in misery, begging uncontrollably.


        Not only her, but even Elder Han, and Meng Wangyu and the rest of these people who cared about Ye Fan, also left tears behind.


        "Ye Fan, stop it~"


        ....


        "Dragon Master, don't fight anymore."


        "Let's retreat..."


        "As long as you are still alive, there is still hope for everything."


        "If you perish, our cause, truly perish~"


        Han Lao knelt in submission, his eyes full of misery.


        The old face was covered in tears.


        Gaia and the others, covered in wounds, but also followed suit and knelt on the ground, begging Ye Fan to retreat from Chu Men Mountain.


        With Ye Fan's methods, as long as he wanted to leave, there was undoubtedly a high chance that he would be able to leave alive.


        They were now afraid that Ye Fan was bent on death.


        Even if he were to die here in battle, he would not be willing to retreat from Chu Men Mountain and come back.


        "Dragon Master, please~"


        "Retreat."


        "The future is long, you are still young, there is still an infinite future..."


        Elder Han was still pleading bitterly.


        Between him and Ye Fan, although they were master and servant.


        But for so many years, he had watched Ye Fan grow up step by step.


        Ye Fan respected him like a grandfather, and he treated Ye Fan like his own son and grandson.


        Between the Dragon God Hall and Ye Fan, they were not simply affiliated with each other.


        That kind of friendship transcended life and death!


        At this moment, even if they were asked to die for Ye Fan, Gaia and the others would be willing to do so.


        However, in the face of the people's advice, Ye Fan shook his head and smiled, "Sorry, gentlemen."


        "I, Chu Tianfan, have come this far, I can no longer retreat, and I have no shame to do so."


        "If you don't succeed, you will become a man!"


        Ye Fan's eyes were red, and there was determination in his rolling torrent of sound.


        Then, he backhanded a palm and struck at Elder Han, Gaia and the others.


        This palm contained only soft energy.


        It wrapped around Gaia and the others and flew straight out of Chu Men Mountain.


        "No!"


        "Dragon Master, we are not leaving~"


        ....


        Gaia and the others were greatly alarmed and struggled repeatedly.


        But it was useless, Gaia and the others were already at the end of their strength and could not resist Ye Fan's power.


        In the end, they were still sent down Chu Men Mountain by Ye Fan.


        After sending off the group of Dragon God Hall powerhouses who had followed him, Ye Fan had no more worries.


        He fiercely gritted his teeth, and his spirit was then awe-inspiring.


        And then, Ye Fan urged all the power in his body and prepared to explode with a final strike.


        Hoo~


        The wind swirled and the sand flew away.


        Endless power gathered wildly around Ye Fan's body.


        The crowd could see that Ye Fan's aura was climbing dramatically in a terrifying manner.


        "Is this his, a desperate strike?"


        Aaron and the others held their breath.


        Many people's hearts and minds tensed up along with them.


        But Chu Yuan remained indifferent.


        He shook his head and spoke indifferently, "It's useless."


        "A firefly, even if it burns its own body, can hardly compete with the white moon?"


        "No matter how much you, the outcast, struggle, it will not change the end in the slightest."