"The nations are here, may we all be here as a witness."
"Peerless Ye Fan, reckless and lawless. No home in his eyes, no country in his heart."
"Today, I, the Sword Saint, in the name of the Martial God Hall Master, depose Ye Fan from the title of Wushuang and expel him from the martial path of Yanxia!"
"With immediate effect, this person's life, death, fortune and misfortune have no more to do with my Yanxia Martial Dao!!!"
Every word was earnest, and every sentence was icy cold.
The whole room sweatdropped at the words.
Even Chu Zhengliang and a group of people from the Chu Clan were even surprised.
Obviously, they had not expected that this Sword Saint would have such boldness.
To abolish the title and expel the clan, there were few people in the world who had the courage to break their wrists like this!
"What?"
"Sword Saint, think twice~"
When Tang Hao heard this, his entire body was undoubtedly startled.
He had never expected, to his death, that things would develop to such a state.
The Sword Saint had actually directly nullified Ye Fan's seal!
The seal was a pillar of the kingdom, and to abolish one's own seal was tantamount to breaking one's own pillar.
Generally speaking, such an important matter would require the convening of a plenary meeting of the Martial God Hall's Hall Masters, as well as the convening of a National Martial Assembly to vote collectively.
But in front of him, the Sword Saint decided to do so on his own, so Tang Hao naturally felt that he was a bit impulsive and hastened to advise him.
"Tang Hao, you don't need to persuade any further."
"My mind is made up, from now on, this son has nothing more to do with my Yanxia Martial Dao!"
The Sword Saint shouted in a cold voice, blocking out the next words Tang Hao wanted to say directly.
Hearing these words from the Sword Saint, Ye Fan was initially stunned as well.
But soon, he laughed.
He leaned up to the sky and laughed loudly, a loud laugh that was only like a dragon or tiger howling.
"Hahaha~"
"Hahahahahahaha~"
"What a way to depose the title, what a way to expel me from the country."
"Lord of the Martial God Hall, truly good in majesty and vigour."
"Hahahahaha~"
Ye Fan laughed coldly, his icy words filled with self-deprecation and ridicule.
"However, you should not think that this Dragon Lord is diluted to accept this title from you."
"Back then, I was mindful of my fellow countrymen before I was enthroned by you."
"I, Ye Fan, will not fail Yan Xia!"
Between a cold smile, Ye Fan immediately took out a flowing gold token from his bosom.
This was the seal token that was included in the seal document that Ye Fan received back in Jiangdong.
On it were two large golden characters, the word "Wushuang".
In the past few years, Ye Fan had been carrying it with him.
At this moment, it was taken out by him.
"The Hall of Martial Gods commands the Summer of Inferno. But the Fist Emperor and Sword Saints are all those who have eyes and no pearls!"
"This Dragon Lord doesn't care to be in your company either!"
"Today, there is no need for you to waste it, I will withdraw myself."
"This seal, don't want it either!"
Boom~
As the words fell, Ye Fan gave a violent push, but the flowing gold token in his hand, which represented the status of the Yanxia Seal, was crushed by him.
The golden powder was scattered in heaven and earth.
"From now on, there will be no more Ye Fan in Yanxia!"
Ye Fan's face was expressionless, and his icy voice was like the thunder of a tiled cauldron, deafening and causing the entire Chu Sect Hall to tremble.
No one knew what kind of anger and despondency Ye Fan's words contained.
Everyone was frozen in place, staring in awe at the young man before them.
The Sword Saint looked at the seal token that had turned into powder and his face turned slightly white.
Tang Hao, on the other hand, was sighing long and hard with his eyes closed, and in his old eyes, old tears were almost flowing again.
"Ai~"
"Why?"
"Why did things come to this point."
"Ye Fan, why are you doing this?"
"We are all sons of Yan Huang, broken bones are still connected to tendons."
"Why does it have to come to this?"
Tang Hao sighed long and sadly.
He only felt that this was the greatest tragedy of the Yanxia martial path.
However, as he watched the tragedy unfold, there was nothing he could do.
After all, there was no right or wrong in today's matter, it was all due to position.
The Sword Saint was the leader of the Yanxia Martial Dao, and by abolishing Ye Fan's title and clearing his ties with him, he was also abandoning his car to protect the marshal and stabilise the overall situation.
But what about Ye Fan?
Did Ye Fan do anything wrong?
Was it wrong for him to come to settle the feud with the Chu family?
It was the difference in their respective positions that eventually led to the current situation.
Even if Tang Hao couldn't bear to see it, it was too late.
Pop, pop, pop~
When the crowd was trembling, a clear and crisp applause sounded quietly.
Only Chu Zhengliang, the Chu Family's head, was seen clapping his hands and walking out.
"Haha~"
"Good!"
"Well done for scrapping!"
"Worthy of being the Martial God Hall Master, he is truly profoundly righteous."
"Since this person is no longer related to the Yanxia Martial Dao, my Chu Clan will naturally not involve Yanxia in anger in the future."
"Likewise, if my Chu Family were to let this junior die here today, I believe that the Yanxia Martial Dao side would not blame us, right?"
Chu Zhengliang smiled as he asked the Sword Saint.
It seemed to be to make sure that the Yanxia side, would not interfere with today's matter.
The Sword Saint coldly replied, "Since it is no longer relevant, how could we be blamed?"
"Very well!" Chu Zhengliang laughed out loud, "With these words from the Sword Saint, I, Chu Zhengliang, will be relieved."
After he finished speaking, Chu Zhengliang slowly turned around.
It was only at this moment that his gaze officially fell on the young man in front of him.
"Eldest nephew, you've really surprised me."
"Back then, when the Japanese country was parted, you survived a great disaster."
"If you keep your tail between your legs from now on and stay honestly in your secluded land."
"Your third uncle and I might have stopped seeing eye to eye with you and spared your life for the sake of your father."
"But I never imagined that you would come to die when there is a way out of heaven and no way out of hell."
"That's good."
"It saves me from sending people to Yanxia to look for you."
"It saves me the trouble."
Chu Zhengliang stood with his hands folded, smiling lightly.
In those words, there was a timely contempt for Ye Fan.
Thinking about it, the times were different nowadays, and the current Chu Zhengliang was already the Chu family head, and his cultivation power was even far greater than back then.
If you look around the world, there are only a few people who can make him look at them in the right way, such as Tang Yun.
Ye Fan was just an abandoned son of the Chu family, who had almost become the soul of his men back then, but Chu Zhengliang, who was at the pinnacle of power, had already lost sight of him.
If Ye Fan had not come to him today, Chu Zhengliang might have really forgotten about him.
However, Chu Zhengliang's words caused a shock to all the people present.
"Eh?"
"Great nephew?"
"What is this?"
"Why did the Chu Family Head call out to a Yan Xia person as his nephew?"
"Could it be that he is really a member of the Chu family?"
The Soviet Russian martial arts leader, Aaron, frowned and whispered.
The leaders of the rest of the countries were all curious as well.
Even the Sword Saint and Tang Hao were confused.
"Tang Hao, what's going on here?"
"Ye Fan is a member of the Chu family?"
"But why is his surname Ye?"
The Sword Saint was full of doubts.
Just now, although Ye Fan had called out for Third Uncle right from the start, the crowd didn't care.
After all, Ye Fan's background was still shallow, he was only a junior in front of the leaders of the nations, and his words were so light that not many people cared about his words to their ears.
But now, Chu Zhengliang had said the same thing, so the crowd had to think deeply and speculate.
"I don't know either." Tang Hao shook his head similarly.
Not only were they outsiders, but even the senior members of the three Chu Clan families were also puzzled for a while.
"Chu Zhengliang called him his great-nephew?"
"Could it be that he's the son of the Chu Family's last family head, Chu Zhenghong?" The Chu Clan's Grand Elder guessed darkly.
"That shouldn't be the case."
"Chu Zhenghong doesn't have an heir."
"Where did he get a son?" Someone asked rhetorically.
But at this time, the Jones Family Head Bill. Jones, however, shook his head, grimaced, and said in a deep voice, "No, there is one."
Brush brush brush~
As Bill Jones' words fell, countless people said, "No, there is one. Jones' words fell, countless pairs of eyes turned and fell on Bill Jones. Jones.
Obviously, everyone was waiting for Bill Jones to reveal the mystery. Jones, to reveal the mystery.