A Dish Best Served Cold Chapter 1667

 "Damn!"


        "I just don't believe it."


        "This secret technique you stole on the spot, can't you still turn the sky over?"


        Chu Zhengliang's old face turned blue and he let out a furious shout, just like a tiger roaring the Ping River.


        After that, the crowd could only see that Chu Zhengliang, who was originally at a standstill with Ye Fan, stepped on the earth and retreated a hundred steps, quickly distancing himself from Ye Fan so that he could buy time for his attack to brew.


        Immediately afterwards, underneath his dantian, the Cloud Dao Heavenly Duel ran wildly.


        A large amount of Heaven and Earth Yuan Power converged towards Chu Zhengliang's men as if they were being summoned.


        In the blink of an eye, a violent energy aura had taken shape.


        Then, without hesitation, Chu Zhengliang struck out with the Chu Clan's Three Absolutes in an instant!


        "Heavenly Wolf Jedi!"


        "White Tiger Jedi~"


        "Green Dragon Jedi~"


        The wolf ran a thousand miles, the tiger roared in all directions, and the wandering dragon rose to the sky.


        The Chu Sect's Three Jedi were once again executed from under Chu Zhengliang.


        "Brat!"


        "Do you really think that my Chu Family's secret arts are that easy to cultivate?"


        "Now, I will show you the huge gap between your half-baked secret arts and mine!"


        With a loud and furious shout, Chu Zhengliang's attack then clashed with Ye Fan's fiercely.


        The same martial arts, the same stances, and even the same Chu family bloodline within his body.


        But these two people, who were so similar, were now in a duel of life and death at the top of the Chu Clan Mountain.


        Boom~


        That boom was like thunder through the heavens and the earth.


        The terrifying power from the centre of the explosion spilled out in all directions.


        However, the expected stalemate did not occur.


        After only a moment's delay, a figure flew backwards out of the explosion.


        A huge force carried his body for thousands of miles.


        Everywhere he passed, mountains, rocks and trees were smashed and smashed.


        And after landing, he took another hundred steps back.


        With each step back, the rocks beneath his feet exploded.


        As the boulders crumbled, a gorge appeared on this mountain.


        It was only when he finally hit a big tree that his retreating steps came to a complete stop.


        After stabilising himself, his body trembled violently.


        A mouthful of crimson blood was instantly spat out.


        Deadly silence, deadly silence!


        A dead silence.


        Looking at that wounded man who spat out blood, the entire Chu Sect mountain top was silent.


        "This... This..."


        "How can this be?"


        "Chu... The Chu Family Head, actually... Surprised to be, positively... Positively knocked back?"


        Yes, the one who had just been beaten and spat backwards in blood was no other than the previously unbeatable Chu Zhengliang.


        This scene had undoubtedly shocked everyone.


        Who would have thought that the head of the world's most powerful clan would be knocked back by a teenager, head-on?


        "This is impossible?"


        "This is never possible!"


        "It must have been my father's carelessness."


        "Yes, it must have been my father's carelessness."


        "That must be it~"


        Amongst the crowd, Chu Qi Tian shook his head unacceptably, shouting uncontrollably.


        But King Buddha of India and the others, however, were secretly shaking their heads, "It was not carelessness."


        "It was indeed a head-on repulse."


        "I really didn't expect it, but Yanxia has produced such a demon?"


        "To be able to defeat the Chu Family Master with the Chu Clan's ultimate technique."


        "Such talent, in time, will be another legend on one side."


        "But, fortunately, those idiots at the Martial God Hall have removed his name~"


        The Buddha King's heart was scared, but his eyebrows were full of scorn.


        After all, this Ye Fan's identity as an Yan Xia person was really difficult for King Buddha Luo not to treat him as a big problem in his heart.


        Not only King Buddha Luo, but also the rest of the powerful people of the countries were shocked by the strength Ye Fan had displayed.


        "This youngster's strength, I'm afraid, is already above the strongest person in Yanxia, the War God."


        "His value has surpassed the risk that the Chu Sect brings to a nation."


        "It was a miscalculation for the Martial God Temple to abolish his seal."


        Many people around them all lamented.


        As he listened to the voices of the people in the hall, the Sword Saint's face was undoubtedly extremely unpleasant, red for a while and white for a while, shaped like sitting on wax.


        "Sword Saint, why don't we help him out?"


        "Maybe, we can even salvage the relationship with him." Tang Hao hesitated for a moment and advised in a low voice.


        But the Sword Saint still vetoed it.


        "How can I help?"


        "With just you and I, can we not defeat the strongest members of the Chu Family and the entire Chu Clan?"


        "Once we go down, the strong men of the Chu Clan will surely intervene as well."


        "At that time, it will not only be him, Chu Tianfan, who will die."


        "Our Yanxia Martial Way is bound to suffer as well!"


        "The matter has come to this, let's wait and see what happens."


        "What's more, he, Chu Tianfan, has also severed his ties with our Yanxia."


        "If we help him, it will be a thankless task, right?"


        The Sword Saint spoke in a deep voice.


        Tang Hao could only shake his head and sigh at the side, wanting to say something.


        While the crowd was trembling and talking, the wounded Chu Zhengliang was spitting out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth.


        He raised his head with a jerk, and his bloodied face was undoubtedly no longer as calm and collected as before, but only sinister and morose.


        "Haha~"


        "Very good!"


        "Surprisingly, he was able to injure me, worthy of being his son."


        "However, Chu Tianfan, that's where it all ends."


        "Next, I will go all out and will not give you any more chances."


        Chu Zhengliang laughed as he lifted his feet towards Ye Fan's direction.


        The entire person, was like a flame burning.


        Moreover, with every step he took forward, the momentum of the flames on his body flourished a few more.


        In the end, his clothes exploded, and a golden aura, too, blossomed out on Chu Zhengliang's body.


        Faintly, a golden dragon shadow could be seen hovering around Chu Zhengliang's body.


        Seeing the scene in front of them, the crowd present was staggered.


        "This is?"


        "Dragon God Body!"


        "Chu Zhengliang has also practiced the Dragon God Body?"


        Not only King Buddha Luo and the other powerful people of the kingdoms, but also some of the Chu Family's clan elders were also astonished.


        One had to know that only the Chu Clan Sect Master and the Chu Family Head could cultivate the Dragon God Body.


        However, Chu Zhengliang had only been the family head for a short while, and had already mastered the Dragon God Body.


        "It's over!"


        "This is the end of that youngster."


        "He's dead."


        "Chu Zhengliang has also used the Dragon God Body, that Yanxia teenager is afraid that he will be unable to return to Heaven."


        The Soviet Russian Martial Dao leader, Aaron the Great, said repeatedly.


        The likes of Lord Karo and the others were also left with nothing but pity and regret in their gazes towards Ye Fan.


        In their view, the reason why Ye Fan had been able to hold on to Chu Zhengliang for so long without losing was entirely due to the Dragon God Body protecting his body.


        After all, in terms of profound power alone, Ye Fan was obviously weaker than Chu Zhengliang.


        Thinking about it, one was only a teenager in his early twenties, while the other was an old and powerful man who had been proficient in the martial arts for decades.


        If one were to look around the world, he would be ranked in the top five in terms of martial power.


        Naturally, he was no match for a youngster.


        However, in the previous encounters, Ye Fan had relied on his powerful body refining martial arts to even out the gap in kung fu strength.


        But now, Chu Zhengliang had also used his Dragon God Body.


        This advantage had undoubtedly vanished.


        Therefore, Ye Fan's defeat was already a foregone conclusion.


        The only suspense was how long Ye Fan could hold out under Chu Zhengliang.


        "Bastard, give me death!"


        While the crowd trembled in fear, Chu Zhengliang had already pulled himself up to the ground.


        Under the Dragon God's enchantment, Chu Zhengliang's strength had undoubtedly increased several times.


        When he threw his hands and feet, it was a force that would destroy the heavens and the earth.


        A random punch that he threw instantly broke the speed of sound.


        The air in the vicinity, under his fist, was all directly blown apart, smashing into a vacuum with a single punch.


        "Dragon God Body?"


        Unlike the tremors of the crowd, after seeing Chu Zhengliang cast out his Dragon God Body, Ye Fan was smiling.


        In that smile, there was contempt, there was ridicule, there was calmness, and there was even the overbearing and transcendent aura of being proud of the four directions.