A Dish Best Served Cold Chapter 1739

 Seeing that Ye Fan's attack had already reached behind him, a threat of death ruthlessly strangled Chu Zhengliang's throat.


        In desperation, Chu Zhengliang immediately turned to Tang Yun, the master of the Chu Sect, for help.


        Of all the people present, Tang Yun was probably the only one who could stand up to Ye Fan.


        As expected, in the nick of time, Tang Yun's body flashed and her delicate body appeared in front of Chu Zhengliang. With a wave of her sleeve robe, a purple aura surged and collided with Ye Fan's attack, blocking him once again.


        "Chu Tianfan, there is a limit to how much this palace will tolerate you."


        "If you act recklessly again, don't blame my long sword for being merciless!"


        At this moment, Tang Yun's pretty face already had a few moments of anger surfacing above it.


        In today's incident, Tang Yun knew that she was in the wrong.


        Therefore, she had put up with Ye Fan again and again.


        Even though he had barged into the Chu Sect Mountain and killed so many people from the Chu Sect, as long as he stopped here, Tang Yun would not hold him accountable for his crimes.


        However, Tang Yun had never expected that Ye Fan would be so unforgiving and would have to kill them all.


        Could he not even wait for these two or three days?


        Of course, if it was an ordinary person, if Ye Fan wanted to kill, Tang Yun would just let him do it.


        When An Qi's eyes were removed, not only Ye Fan, but also Tang Yun herself, felt that the murderer had lost his conscience.


        But now, the person Ye Fan wanted to kill was Chu Zhengliang!


        Chu Zhengliang was the head of the Chu family, and also the vice head of the Chu Sect, and even in the entire Chu Sect's power system, he could be ranked in the top three.


        If he were to be killed, the impact would undoubtedly be extremely huge.


        At the very least, it would be a huge blow to the face of the Chu Sect.


        At that time, as the head of the Chu Sect, she would not only be unable to explain to the entire Chu Sect, but also to her teacher.


        Therefore, before the matter was investigated clearly, there was no way Tang Yun would allow Ye Fan to punch Chu Zhengliang.


        "Heartless?"


        "Tang Yun, how have you ever been merciless?"


        Faced with Tang Yun's words, Ye Fan sneered.


        That rhetorical question even caused Tang Yun's delicate body to tremble.


        An inexplicable emotion surfaced in her brows.


        Could it be that she had always been a heartless and unrighteous image in his eyes?


        But it was during Tang Yun's momentary loss of concentration that the movements in Ye Fan's hands not only did not stop, but also became more and more fierce.


        Several sword qi cut out one after another, and the endless sharpness fell straight to the nine heavens.


        Chu Zhengliang fled like a madman, and at the same time, he cried out in fear, "Sect Master, what are you doing?"


        "Hurry up and kill him!"


        Chu Zhengliang's cry for help woke Tang Yun up.


        Tang Yun hurriedly made a move to block Ye Fan's attack, but a few sword qi still fell down.


        In a flash, several more people were lost under Ye Fan's sword qi on Chu Sect Mountain.


        Now Ye Fan was in a frenzied state.


        There was no holding back in his moves, just to take people's lives!


        "Third Brother!"


        "Old Wang..."


        On the mountain of the Chu Sect, another sound of mournful mourning came from the mountain.


        "Son of a bitch!"


        "What a cruel heart..."


        Seeing their former comrades, one by one, now fall under Ye Fan's sword, the eyes of the people of the Chu Clan were red.


        Especially the people of the Chu Clan, watching their loved ones die one after another, they had the heart to kill Ye Fan alive.


        But even now, Tang Yun still did not have the intention to fight Ye Fan to the death, and only passively defended, taking the stance as it came.


        He was even urging Ye Fan to withdraw and retreat from Chu Men Mountain.


        "What is this about Sect Master Tang Yun?"


        "Could it be that Sect Master and this outcast know each other?"


        "Why isn't he still not making a kill?"


        Chu Zhengliang also quickly realised that something was wrong with the situation.


        From what he knew about Tang Yun, if someone had committed such a killing against the Chu Sect, he would have already killed the other party under his sword, and would not even talk nonsense to the other party.


        But how could he become so indecisive when facing this Ye Fan, this magnificent empress who had caused countless sealed powerhouses to shudder in fear.


        "No, it looks like we have to find a way to force Tang Yun to make a move!"


        Chu Zhengliang hid behind, his brow furrowed.


        Obviously, Chu Zhengliang realised that if this situation continued, even if he could hide behind Tang Yun and get away with not dying, those men, women and children of their Chu Family would have to be swept clean by Ye Fan's sword Qi.


        He had to find a way now to force Tang Yun to fight Ye Fan in a life and death duel.


        After hesitating for a moment, Chu Zhengliang surprisingly ignored the danger and directly rushed forward, before kneeling down on both knees to Tang Yun in front of the entire Chu Clan.


        "Sect Master Tang Yun, this son has rampaged through the Chu Sect and stained the mountain of my Chu Sect with blood, so much so that countless brothers of my Chu Sect were killed and injured."


        "I, Chu Zhengliang, only hate my own shallow abilities and cannot avenge the deaths of my brothers."


        "I now only ask Sect Master Tang Yun to capture and kill this son to avenge the dead spirits of my Chu Sect!"


        "Otherwise, my Chu Sect's centuries-old foundation will really be buried by this vertical son's head!"


        Chu Zhengliang's eyes were full of misery, and his voice almost burst into tears.


        Every word was as powerful as gold and stone, echoing throughout the Chu Clan's mountain and touching the hearts of every Chu Clan member.


        For a time, Chu Zhengliang's words were like a huge stone entering the sea, raising a thousand layers of waves.


        The people of the Chu Clan who had fled in all directions suddenly stopped their pace.


        Surprisingly, they came back one after another, and behind Chu Zhengliang, they also knelt down to Tang Yun.


        "Please, Sect Master Tang Yun, capture and kill this son and save my Chu Sect!"


        .....


        "Please, Sect Master Tang Yun, exterminate this son to right the prestige of my Chu Sect!"


        .....


        The voices rose and fell, just like a huge river rushing, sweeping the whole heaven and earth.


        Those poignant voices and mournful words converged into a stream.


        Thousands of sons and daughters knelt down in unison as the sky was filled with them.


        The people of the Chu Sect were in tears as they staggered from heaven to earth!


        Listening to the sounds of worship and supplication that swept across heaven and earth, Tang Yun was undoubtedly deeply touched.


        At this moment, her heart was also in an incomparably complicated tangle.


        On one side was the great righteousness of the clan, and on the other was the love of her children.


        On one side was the biological father of her child, and on the other was the miserable plea of thousands of disciples.


        There had never been a moment when Tang Yun was so torn and torn.


        Should she choose her ambitions or follow her personal feelings.


        For a time, this once-victorious sect master, who had frightened countless people, was caught in a dilemma.


        However, this dilemma only lasted for a moment for Tang Yun.


        After a mere moment, an unprecedented coldness and chilliness quietly emerged from Tang Yun's body.


        When she turned to look at Ye Fan again, only a bone-chilling majesty and an icy coldness from on high remained.


        "Go any further and I'll take your life!"


        Whew~


        The cold wind was bitterly cold.


        The clear, cold words carried a chilling killing intent that ravaged the heavens and the earth.


        Ye Fan was speechless.


        All that responded to Tang Yun was the young man's footsteps as he stepped into the sky, and the sword in his hand reflecting the cold light of the blazing sun.


        Leader of the Dragon God, Lord of the Chu Sect.


        Two people who had topped the Heavenly Rankings were finally, for the first time, truly on opposite sides of each other.


        An unprecedented summit duel was almost imminent.


        The wind was soughing and the leaves were roaming the sky.


        On top of the Chu Sect Mountain, Tang Yun's eyes were full of ice and cold, and Ye Fan's face was expressionless.


        However, no one could see the intense sorrow that pervaded under Ye Fan's indifferent eyes.


        She had, after all, chosen her ambitions and her power and majesty.


        Some people, perhaps, are destined to fight each other with swords from the moment they meet.


        I guess neither Ye Fan nor Yu Yun back then ever imagined that the two people who were once so close would now have to live and die for their respective pursuits and obsessions.


        There is no such thing as right or wrong, it's just that their respective positions are different.


        Ten years of patience, a thousand days of drinking ice, Ye Fan had to give himself an explanation for these ten years.


        Whether it was for An Qi or for the humiliation of these ten years, Ye Fan could not retreat this time.


        As for Tang Yun, since she had chosen to be the head of the Chu Sect, she could only put the sect's interests in the highest place.