A Dish Best Served Cold Chapter 1751

 Like a madman, Chu Zhengliang shouted out loud.


        The terrified voice resounded throughout the entire Chu Mun Mountain.


        At this moment, Chu Zhengliang had no trace of the majesty of the Chu family's head, but rather looked like a dog that had lost its home and was desperately seeking shelter from its master.


        However, Ye Fan did not care about this.


        As soon as he looked over, the ancient sword of Yunyang in his hand was already blossoming with endless majesty.


        Then, Ye Fan slashed several times at the void.


        The sword qi cut through the sky as if it was the scythe of the god of death, cutting down towards Chu Zhengliang's place with an irresistible momentum.


        "No!"


        "Zhengliang, dodge!!!"


        "Family head, dodge!"


        The moment they saw Ye Fan's sword light up, all the people of the Chu Clan present had their hearts and souls tremble.


        In particular, the Chu Clan's family members' eyes were red.


        As they stared at Ye Fan's approaching sword light with dead eyes, they hissed and warned.


        After all, Chu Zhengliang was the head of their Chu family, and his strength was second only to the old master, Chu Yuan.


        If Chu Zhengliang were to fall under Ye Fan's sword, then their Chu Family would undoubtedly fall by half.


        However, in the face of Ye Fan's might, the Chu family could only shout.


        Even Tang Yun had been defeated, so naturally, no one present could resist Ye Fan's murderous steps.


        Those sword lights, after all, fell and slashed fiercely at Ye Fan's body.


        At that moment, many people subconsciously closed their eyes.


        Like Chu Shen and these other Chu family elders, they didn't even dare to look at it.


        But just when the crowd thought that this Chu Zhengliang was in grave danger.


        Who would have thought that a golden light would suddenly appear on Chu Zhengliang's body?


        The light was so dazzling that it shot up to the sky and earth.


        In the end, it coalesced into a substance around Chu Zhengliang, blocking all of Ye Fan's sword Qi.


        However, this golden light shield only lasted for a moment.


        After Ye Fan chopped down his sword several times, the golden light shield reached its limit and then shattered with a sound.


        Ye Fan's last sword energy finally struck Chu Zhengliang's body.


        Tendons and bones shattered and flesh and blood exploded.


        A lofty sword scar instantly appeared on Chu Zhengliang's back.


        Crimson blood flowed down like running water.


        "Ah."


        Chu Zhengliang screamed miserably, and his entire body flew out a thousand metres like a cannonball.


        With just one sword, Chu Zhengliang was severely injured.


        The crowd had no doubt that if there was no protection from that golden light, those few swords of Ye Fan just now, Chu Zhengliang would have lost half of his life, even if he did not die.


        But now, Chu Zhengliang was only seriously injured.


        After receiving Ye Fan's sword, Chu Zhengliang struggled to stand up and continued to flee deeper into the clan with his mouth full of blood.


        "Flee?"


        "Can you escape?"


        "Chu Zhengliang, at this moment, this is the time of your death!"


        Ye Fan's expression was gloomy and cold, and his body was dense with murderous energy to the extreme.


        This time, Ye Fan directly used his Cloud Smoke Sword Skill.


        Three swords cut in succession.


        The majestic sword intent nearly caused Ye Fan's attacks to be executed to the extreme at this moment.


        The horizontal green light was like a long rainbow that ran through the heavens and the earth, penetrating towards Chu Zheng's conscience.


        "Not good!"


        "Quickly save him!"


        Seeing this, the two Elders realized that after these three swords fell, that Chu Zhengliang would definitely die.


        Even though the two of them were still injured, even though they knew that they were no match for Ye Fan.


        However, as their duty and mission was to do, even if Chu Zhengliang died, these two old men would not blink an eye.


        However, it was useless.


        As the saying goes, distant water cannot put out a nearby fire.


        The speed of the two men could not catch up with the speed of Ye Fan's swordplay.


        Everyone could only watch in vain as the longitudinal sword light rushed towards where Chu Zhengliang was with an unstoppable momentum.


        "Father, help me."


        Perhaps, Chu Zhengliang also felt the strong crisis of death.


        With almost all his strength, he cried out at the depths of the clan.


        Boom!


        Finally, that long-silent Chu Mun Mountain began to tremble.


        Then, a long cry resounded out from the depths of the Chu Clan.


        "Abandoned son, stop!"


        The sound was like muffled thunder, and it exploded in all directions.


        Afterwards, everyone could only see that the surrounding forces of heaven and earth had actually transformed into a stormy tornado under this single shout.


        Following this wave of sound, it swept out.


        Finally, it clashed fiercely with Ye Fan's sword Qi.


        Rumble!


        Amidst the deafening sound, Ye Fan's sword qi was instantly shattered.


        Ye Fan himself, too, was rushed by the majestic power and burst back repeatedly.


        In the end, his qi and blood tumbled, his throat sweetened and a mouthful of blood, spat out.


        "Ye."


        From afar, Tang Yun, seeing Ye Fan vomit blood, her heart and soul trembled violently, and the name that had come to her lips almost came out.


        Equally nervous was the Moon God.


        After Ye Fan was shaken back, the Moon God immediately walked over and held him.


        "Is everything alright?" The Moon God asked.


        Ye Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice, "I'm fine, I can still hold on."


        In between Ye Fan's conversation, deep within the Chu family, a sturdy figure slowly walked out.


        Compared to last time, today's Chu Yuan's aura was undoubtedly more restrained and stable.


        It looked like the month of seclusion had solidified Chu Yuan's realm, again.


        "Greetings, Old Sect Master!"


        "Greetings, Old Sect Master!"


        "Greetings, Old Sect Master!"


        As Chu Yuan appeared, thousands of the Chu Clan's clan members all knelt down.


        The sounds of reverence and worship were incessant throughout the sky.


        "Father, you have finally appeared."


        Chu Yuan was lying on the ground, blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth.


        Seeing Chu Yuan appear, Chu Zhengliang's originally terrified heart, &bsp&bsp instantly settled down, and even revealed a post-hijacking smile.


        Chu Yuan looked down at him, the old face above there is anger lingering, opened his mouth, seems to want to rebuke something.


        But in the end, the angry words that came to his lips were held back.


        "Let's get well first."


        Chu Yuan said in a deep voice, before his gaze, then swept over the Chu Mun Mountain before him.


        The wreckage everywhere, the stone steps stained red with blood.


        The broken earth, the collapsed trees, and the corpses of the fallen Chu Sect members, as well as the limbs that had fallen to pieces all over the ground.


        However, when Chu Yuan's gaze fell on Tang Yun, there was a shocked look appearing on his ancient, unruffled old face.


        "Yun'er, you were defeated as well?"


        Chu Yuan spoke with some incredulity.


        Tang Yun didn't say anything, just lowered her head.


        Although she had lost to Ye Fan, she was convinced of her defeat.


        However, in front of her own teacher, Tang Yun still felt ashamed inside after all.


        Feeling that she had been ashamed of Chu Yuan's cultivation, and even more ashamed of her teacher's trust.


        "Yes sorry, teacher."


        "It is my disciple's incompetence that has let down my teacher's cultivation over the years."


        "Failing to protect the Chu Sect has also tarnished the glory of my Chu Sect."


        Tang Yun spoke in a low guilt-ridden voice.


        Chu Yuan wasn't angry, he just said with an expressionless face "Forget it, you did your best too."


        "Come over here, come behind my master."


        "Leave the rest to my master."


        Chu Yuan said in a deep voice.


        Then, several elders from the Chu Sect walked over and helped Tang Yun over.


        Up to the end, Ye Fan did not interfere and only watched quietly.


        "You outcast, you're really stubborn!"


        "Last time, my Chu family had already taken a step back and agreed to your demands."


        "You don't know how to restrain yourself, but you have even intensified."


        "Not only did you kill my Chu family's descendants and injure my Chu family's head. Even my disciples, you did not spare them."


        "It looks like you really don't know how to live or die."


        "Originally, for the sake of Zheng Hong's face, I wanted to keep you for a while."


        "Now, it seems that there is no longer any need for that."


        A cold voice, with an endless chill and majesty, resounded quietly on top of this Chu Sect Mountain.