Chapter 294 The Buddha does not cross me, I become a demon!
"boom!"
Ye Fan's words, like thunder from the sky, exploded in the venue.
There was silence in the venue, and there was no sound. Time and space seemed to have stopped at this moment.
Dongfang Mingyue looked at the word "Xiu" written by sword energy at her feet, her pupils shrank suddenly, her lips opened into an "O" shape, and her face was full of astonishment, as if she couldn't believe it all.
Not only her, but Ye Fan's words also had an unprecedented psychological impact on Dongfang Lang and Yu Wuxia.
Invisibly, it was like a pair of big hands grasping their hearts so hard that they almost suffocated.
They never imagined that Ye Fan went north to Yanjing after all the hard work, and his ultimate goal was to divorce his wife!
It took more than half a minute for Dongfang Mingyue to recover from the shock. Her eyebrows were straightened up, her pretty face was filled with anger, and she no longer looked as aloof as before. There was unprecedented anger in her eyes.
She gritted her teeth and said word by word: "Ye Fan, you...how dare you divorce me?"
Hearing this, Ye Fan said lightly: "Dongfang Mingyue, don't feel too good about yourself! In my mind, you are no different from other ordinary women!
Oh no - in other words, you are uglier than them, because under your skin, there is an ugly, dirty heart beating!"
"you you……"
When Dongfang Mingyue heard this, her face turned pale with anger, she clenched her fists, her whole body trembled, and she couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.
In her opinion, she is a well-deserved proud daughter of heaven. In terms of appearance, family background, and strength, no one in the entire China can match her.
And Ye Fan is just a loser in the down-and-out Ye family. If it weren't for the engagement eighteen years ago, there would have been two parallel lines between the two, and there would never be a possibility of intersection.
Because of this, she always felt that the reason why Ye Fan was so persistent was because he coveted her beauty and the power of the Dongfang family, and wanted to become the son-in-law of the Dongfang family!
But Dongfang Mingyue never expected that Ye Fan would divorce her on the spot after his great victory!
At this moment, it seemed as if a pair of invisible hands were slapping her hard on the face.
The silent slap is the most painful!
All the dignity and pride she had in her life were crushed to pieces by Mark!
For a moment, her face was full of confusion, her chest was heaving, and her mood was obviously fluctuating violently again.
The "Tai Shang Forgetting Love Sutra" practiced by Dongfang Mingyue places the most emphasis on cultivating the mind.
There is no doubt that Ye Fan has now become her biggest "inner demon". If she does not overcome it, it may be difficult to advance in the realm of martial arts, and there is a possibility of her strength regressing!
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On the other side, Ye Fan didn't look at her twice, turned around and walked towards Ye Nantian, saying in a deep voice: "Dad, this matter is over, let's go!"
Hearing this, Ye Nantian nodded solemnly.
He had known about Mark's decision for a long time, and in his heart, he also believed that an ungrateful and short-sighted person like Dongfang Mingyue was not worthy of his son!
However, before they took a few steps, Dongfang Lang stopped in front of them.
Before that, Dongfang Lang always looked humble and respectful.
But now, with a ferocious face and a ruthless light in his eyes, he looked straight at Ye Fan and Ye Nantian, wishing to eat them alive!
"Ye Nantian, is our Dongfang family a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?" Dongfang Lang gritted his teeth.
When Ye Nantian saw this, he smiled disdainfully and said, "Hmph... just you, can you still stop me?"
As he spoke, Ye Nantian's body trembled, as if he had transformed into an ancient god. The monstrous weather surged out and surged towards the east from all directions.
"Pfft!"
After all, Dongfang Lang was just an ordinary person. He couldn't bear the terrifying pressure and actually vomited blood. However, there was no fear on his face. Instead, he was filled with a look of viciousness. He gritted his teeth and said:
"Huh... Ye Nantian, if you are still the 'Chinese God of War', then our Dongfang family will naturally treat you as an honored guest! But today is different from the past. You have broken an arm and have been silent for many years. Even if you come out again, there will be someone else.
What’s the use?”
Having said this, Dongfang Lang paused, excitement appeared on his ferocious face again, and his voice became sharp and harsh:
"Ye Nantian, my Dongfang family does not fight unprepared battles! Originally, if Mingyue won, I would have humiliated you at most, but now this matter is no longer good. You Ye family father and son, please stay here forever!
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At this time, Dongfang Lang looked at the eastern sky again and shouted loudly: "Master Duan, it's this time, why don't you show up?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura emerged out of thin air in the eastern sky.
"Qiang!"
The next moment, a sword sound resounded throughout the world, like the roar of an ancient beast.
Then everyone saw a figure, rushing towards the field with a devastating force.
Even from a long distance, you can feel the terrifying sword energy, which is unstoppable and sounds like thunder. Even this small world seems to be torn apart by the sword energy.
After a few breaths, a tall and burly figure appeared in front of everyone.
Looking from a distance, he was about forty years old, with a powerful appearance, tiger eyes and a lion's nose, and dragon eyebrows on his temples. He was extremely majestic. He exuded an aura that dominated the world, as if a single look could make people burst into tears.
In his right hand, he was holding a heavy sword, which was four feet long. The blade was thick and wide. There were faint cloud patterns on the blade, which seemed to depict the scene of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
As soon as he appeared, he looked straight at Ye Nantian and said word by word:
"Hidden Sword Villa, Duan Tianxiao!"
His deep, deep voice echoed around him.
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Hearing this, Ye Fan's heart "thumped" and his expression changed wildly.
Duan Tianxiao is the master worshiped by Xiang Haoxuan in the Dongfang family, and according to Xiang Haoxuan, he is one of the top ten masters of the hidden sect and is extremely powerful.
However, at this time, Ye Nantian was calm and composed, still looking calm and calm, and said calmly:
"Duan Tianxiao, are you here to avenge your apprentice? Humph...have you forgotten that you were beaten so hard by me that you were running away with your head in your arms?"
When Ye Nantian mentioned the scandal back then, Duan Tianxiao looked extremely embarrassed, his eyes flashed with a dark light, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Ye Nantian, I admit that I was no match for you back then! But in the past eighteen years, I have worked hard and never slackened off, just to defeat you and use your blood to wash away the shame of that year!"
As he spoke, he suddenly drew his sword, and the sharp sword energy roared out, spreading across the world.
Even Ye Fan felt the stinging sensation of a sword slashing on his exposed skin.
At the same time, Yu Wuxia of the Yaochi Sect also drew his sword and looked directly at Ye Nantian with his phoenix eyes, locking his Qi.
Although he didn't say a word, a strong murderous intention was already stirring up.
"Hmph... Just the two of you, you want to kill me? That's ridiculous!" Ye Nantian said disdainfully.
At this moment, another mighty and ethereal voice came from the western sky:
"Amitabha! Where's Donor Ye, and Lao Na?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an old monk in red cassocks and holding a Zen staff appeared in the field.
He has a kind face and kind eyes, and the skin all over his body shows a pure golden light. His aura is like the pine trees in the mountains and the bright moon in the sky.
"Abbot Xuanzhen of Tianlong Temple! Huh... even you, an old bald ass, have come to join in the fun!" Ye Nantian's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Amitabha! Donor Ye, you committed murderous crimes back then, and the entire hidden sect died in your hands. I don't know how many powerful men there are! If you are willing to follow me back to Tianlong Temple, practice Buddhism day and night, recite the Heart Sutra, and wash your hands."
Get rid of your anger and I will spare your life today!"
Abbot Xuanzhen's voice actually formed oscillating ripples in the air, and the Buddha's voice was directly poured into everyone's consciousness, which shows the high level of his skill.
However, when Ye Nantian heard this, he seemed to have heard some big joke and laughed:
"Ah ha ha ha... Bald Donkey Xuan Zhen, you talk a lot about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but when my wife was plotted by a traitor, how could I ever see the Buddha appearing to save the suffering people? Good people have been practicing hard for thousands of years, but it is difficult to achieve positive results, and evil people have put down their butcher knives, but they have become successful immediately.
Buddha!
The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, why are there three, six or nine levels of Bodhisattva, Bhikkhu, and Dharma Protector? Ask your Buddha, if he can overcome hardships, why are there so many tragedies happening in the world!"
Speaking of this, Ye Nantian suddenly puffed up his chest, burst out with a world-dominating momentum, and shouted angrily:
"If the Buddha doesn't save me, I will become a demon! Come and fight!"