"Ye Fan, stop!"
"You bastard, don't draw your sword!"
"This sword can only be pulled out by the leader of the three armies!"
"This sword can only be pulled out by the Earth-Splitting King!"
"This sword can only be drawn by the Ninth Five Supreme Beings!"
Seeing Ye Fan pull out the sword to protect the country, Mrs. Qiu, Gao Jie and Shen Jingbing all screamed.
All the guests were also dumbfounded as they looked at Ye Fan who had caused a big disaster.
Qiu Bijun was so angry that Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of blood. Her pretty face was as pale and fragile as ever.
She never thought that Ye Fan would not only act recklessly, but also go all the way to the dark side, causing irreparable trouble.
The sword-drawing ceremony prepared for Palace Master Xia and the others was now ruined by Mark. She could not protect Mark even if her life was at stake.
Gao Jie roared: "You bitch, you've gotten into a big trouble, you've gotten into a big trouble, you've killed the God of War!"
Shen Jingbing also said angrily: "If you pull out this sword, you will be torn into pieces."
Mrs. Qiu shouted angrily: "Get off, get off!"
Facing the turbulent public sentiment, Ye Fan was not afraid at all, but was slightly surprised.
He captured a wave of looming energy on the sword with the title A to protect the country.
It felt like encountering a 'blade battery'.
Then Ye Fan felt a warm current pour into his palm.
He immediately absorbed all this energy like a whale sucking water.
Soon, the Grade A sword returned to calm, and there was no more disturbance.
Liu Min turned around and shouted to his subordinates: "Get Ye Fan, take him down!"
The old man in red and others rushed to the high platform again.
Mrs. Qiu also held Qiu Bijun, preventing her from rushing out to protect Mark.
Protecting Mark at this time is simply suicidal.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Fan's hand holding the 'A'-sized sword exerted another two points of strength.
Then with a clang sound, he completely pulled out the entire sword body, and without hesitation, he swiped forward vigorously.
With a bang, the old man in red and others rushed onto the stage, their bodies shook, and then they fell from the high platform with a groan.
They were not dead, but the armor on their chests was cut. The endless chill made them tremble, and they looked at Mark in shock.
They didn't expect that Ye Fan had the ability to force people back with one sword.
When Liu Min saw this, he roared: "You bastard, you are so rebellious and you dare to use force to hurt someone when you draw your sword?"
Ye Fan didn't even raise his eyelids, and then raised his sword to protect the country:
"I am the best among the three armies in this world!"
"I am the earth-cracking king!"
"The Nine-Five Supreme Being is me!"
"It's me who's high on the top of Daxia!"
"These swords are designed for me and exist for me. It is their honor and their glory that I draw them out!"
"The ten heavenly stems and the twelve earthly branches will become the pride of the soldiers of the three armies because of me."
While speaking, Ye Fan continued to reach out and pull out other sharp swords, and also captured the fluctuating energy.
He was surprised to find that every sword had an energy, big or small, that started to stir when touched.
Ye Fan absorbed all this energy without hesitation.
He didn't know if this had anything to do with the waiter's suicide by taking poison, and he didn't know if the energy would be dangerous, but he still resolved it for safety reasons.
After absorbing the energy, Ye Fan nailed the swords into the ground one after another.
Amidst a series of clanging sounds, the carpet tore and gravel flew.
Everyone in the audience was in a daze.
No one expected that Ye Fan not only pulled out all twenty-two sharp swords, but also spoke arrogantly without hesitation.
To be the best among the three armies, to be crowned the king through the cracking of earth, to be the supreme king in the Ninth Five-Year Plan, to be the pinnacle of Great Xia... To be able to say such extremely rebellious words is simply insane.
Gao Jie roared: "Ye Fan, do you know what you are doing?"
"Of course I know what I'm doing!"
Ye Fan stretched out his hand and stroked the twenty-two country-protecting swords on the ground. After confirming that they did not have any energy fluctuations, he scanned the whole place:
"Tonight's general ceremony is very luxurious, and tonight's sword-drawing ceremony is very cool. I am also willing to give you swords to defend the country."
"But you are not worthy of splitting the earth and becoming a lord!"
"This land was not conquered by one general or one commander, but was bought with the blood and life of every soldier, including the dead soldiers."
"You can get the honor of being a general on their behalf, but you have no right to entrust the land where they spilled their blood."
"So, I can give you the sword, but I won't touch an inch of the soil."
"It belongs to this country forever, to all its people forever."
Ye Fan nailed the last sword into the ground: "Although the Xia Kingdom is big, not an inch is redundant!"
Everyone was shocked.
Qiu Bijun also opened his mouth slightly and looked at Mark in disbelief.
This time, it was not Ye Fan's wild words that shocked them, but the loftiness of these words that made them feel innocent.
Why does this useless person in a wheelchair suddenly have such national sentiments?
"Ye Fan, who do you think you are?"
At this moment, the door was pushed open with a bang, and Xia Yanyang appeared with a strong aura and a group of people, and his sharp eyes were directed at Ye Fan on the stage:
"You're a useless person in a wheelchair who can't even stand up. What qualifications do you have to say such high-sounding words?"
"First, in the Xia Kingdom's general ceremony, it is not your turn as an outsider. It is still an outsider who is a freeloader and has the authority to dictate."
"Do you feel that there is no one left in Daxia, or do you feel that you are the only one in the world?"
"Secondly, the title of Marquis of the Splitting Earth was appointed by Palace Master Xia and others. It is a reward and love for the meritorious soldiers, and it is also an affirmation of the soldiers of the three armies."
"If you question the Marquis of the Rifting Earth, you are questioning the decision of Palace Master Xia and the others, and you are also wiping out the merits of the soldiers of the three armies."
"Are you going to rebel? Are you going to make Daxia your enemy?"
As Xia Yanyang entered the banquet hall, he approached Ye Fan aggressively, his eyes fixed on the twenty-two sharp swords on the ground.
His eyes were filled with anger, as if Ye Fan was angry and pulled out these sharp swords, but he was relieved to see that they were not damaged.
"General Xia, you came just in time!"
Liu Min shouted: "The dog is acting recklessly, and the God of War is protecting him with all his strength. We can't kill him, so we can only ask you to take action."
Shen Jingbing also raised his hands: "Please kill General Xia to kill Ye Fan, and make the general ceremony of Daxia peaceful."
Many guests also echoed: "Please take action, General Xia!"
Xia Yanyang pointed at Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, your actions have aroused public outrage. Get down and kneel down to confess your sins. I will give you a good pleasure."
Qiu Bijun coughed: "Xia Yanyang, you..."
"Hate the God of War!"
Before Qiu Bijun could finish speaking, Xia Yanyang shouted loudly:
"Ye Fan has gotten into trouble to this extent, do you still want to cover him up unconditionally?"
"Let me tell you, Ye Fan's repeated mistakes and even lawlessness are entirely due to your over-indulgence of him."
"If you had punished him earlier or not condoned it, he would not have been able to ruin the general ceremony tonight."
"Now the venue is in chaos, the sword has been pulled out, the ceremony has been ruined, and the soldiers and guests have been humiliated, all because of your defense."
"Now that I want to kill Ye Fan, do you still want to save his life?"
"Qiu Bijun, although you are the God of War, you are still taller than me."
"But for the authority of Palace Master Xia, the honor and disgrace of the soldiers, and the dignity of the guests, even if you use your power to suppress me and kill me, I will kill Ye Fan first!"
Xia Yanyang pointed his finger at Ye Fan and shouted: "No one can save him tonight!"
Shen Jingbing, Liu Min and others shouted in unison: "Behead Ye Fan, behead Ye Fan!"
All the guests echoed: "Kill, kill, kill!"
It was overwhelming and swept the whole place.
"Ye Fan, have you seen this? The one who is the target of public criticism and the public's desire to kill him!"
Xia Yanyang spread his hands and shouted: "Why don't you kneel down and die?"
Qiu Bijun wanted to step forward to stop him, but a burst of energy and blood hit his heart, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Miss!"
Gao Jie stepped forward and supported Qiu Bijun and shouted: "Miss, don't stop me. Ye Fan has already committed public outrage. You can't stop General Xia Zhan and the others."
Mrs. Qiu also held Qiu Bijun tightly: "Bijun, you have done your best to the bastard, don't get yourself involved again."
Qiu Bijun turned his head: "I can't just watch him die..."
"Don't worry, I won't die!"
Ye Fan heard Qiu Bijun's words and looked at the woman with gentle eyes: "The only person who will die tonight will be Xia Yanyang!"
"You're still talking tough even when you're about to die?"
Xia Yanyang shouted sharply: "Come here, cut Ye Fan into pieces for me!"
Liu Min and others shouted in unison: "Yes!"
Nearly a hundred people approached Ye Fan with murderous intent.
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Xia Yanyang, you have someone, and I have someone too."
Xia Yanyang sneered noncommittally: "Qiu Bijun can't protect you anymore, who else can protect you? Is it your bodyguard or the girl from the medical clinic?"
"it's me!"
At this moment, a woman's voice came in from the door with a domineering voice...
(End of chapter)
