Chapter 2270 Who Wants to Be Emperor?

Everyone looked up and saw an Old Man in black robes descending from the sky.

Though he hadn't arrived yet, the immense pressure he exuded caused everyone to retreat repeatedly.

Ye Bufan looked up and saw a small Old Man with white hair and beard.

Although he looked thin and gaunt, the Aura radiating from him was incredibly powerful, having clearly reached Void Tempering Peak.

The one who arrived was none other than Tuoba Kuang, the Daxing Empire's strongest expert.

After he landed, his gaze didn't fall on Ye Bufan at all, but rather on Zhang He and Zhongli Mei, as he believed these two were the strongest present.

"You two, how dare you cause trouble in my Daxing Empire? Do you truly believe my Imperial Family has no one left?"

As he spoke, a violent Aura suddenly erupted from him, directly forcing the two to retreat repeatedly.

The Imperial Family disciples present all showed expressions of ecstatic joy; with this Imperial Old Ancestor making a move, everyone present was completely finished.

Seeing this, Tuoba Hongyi couldn't help but laugh arrogantly.

"Hahaha, Ye, with Imperial Uncle here now, what more do you have to say?

I tell you, today, I will surely have you cut into a thousand pieces."

Tuoba Kuang's gaze then fell on Ye Bufan: "What? Did this Young man dare to offend the dignity of my Imperial Family?"

"That's right, Imperial Uncle, it was him. Yang'er and Shuang'er both died by his hand."

Tuoba Hongyi gritted his teeth with hatred.

Tuoba Kuang looked over with Killing Intent: "Young man, it seems you truly don't know how to write the word 'death.' Now you even dare to touch someone from my Tuoba family!"

"Just an Old Man, what's there to be so arrogant about!"

Ye Bufan shook his head, a look of disdain on his face, then waved his hand: "Attack him!"

As soon as he spoke, two dark figures immediately appeared before everyone, rushing directly towards Tuoba Kuang; they were precisely Zhao Fangshuo and Lei Wanjun.

Since he had taken these two Old Men as servants, Ye Bufan naturally wouldn't let them be idle, having summoned them before taking action.

All three were top-tier Void Tempering Peak experts, their movements astonishingly fast, nearly clashing in the blink of an eye.

A loud bang echoed, followed by rising dust, and where they had just stood, a bottomless pit had been carved out.

Tuoba Kuang stood in the air, his hair and beard fluttering.

If purely judging by strength and Cultivation, he was slightly stronger than both Zhao Fangshuo and Lei Wanjun.

But the gap wasn't significant, and he couldn't achieve a one-against-two victory. Because of this, he suffered a hidden loss in the previous exchange.

He glared at the two people before him: "Old ghost Zhao, Old ghost Lei, you two are Grand Elders of an Eight-Star Sect, after all.

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When did you become the running dogs of a mere brat?"

"Old thing, those who insult my Master shall die!"

The two roared in anger and charged again, showing no mercy in their attacks.

Tuoba Kuang was furious, but in a one-against-two situation, he was firmly suppressed and completely at a disadvantage.

All of this happened too quickly; until the three clashed again, the people nearby hadn't even recovered.

Tuoba Hongyi stared blankly at the sky, his face full of disbelief.

Originally, he thought that by calling out this Imperial Family Old Ancestor, the situation would be settled, but he never expected that Ye Bufan could also command the Grand Elders of Lei Yun Sect and Shenjian Villa.

According to the current situation, Tuoba Kuang was bound to lose in the end.

What astonished him even more was that Zhao Fangshuo and Lei Wanjun had just called Ye Bufan their Master, which made him almost unable to believe his ears.

He was very clear about how high the status of these two Old Men was; as Grand Elders of an Eight-Star Sect, they were absolutely figures standing at the very Peak of Tianluo State.

In terms of identity and status, they were even much higher than him, the Emperor of the Daxing Empire.

Yet, these two individuals actually acknowledged a Young man as their Master, which left him completely bewildered as to the situation.

If even he couldn't understand, the Imperial Family disciples nearby were even more so, each stunned speechless, standing there blankly.

Tuoba Wei's mouth was wide open. He had originally thought this Young man was just an impulsive fool, but now he realized he was terribly wrong; he couldn't fathom the other's depth at all.

Ye Bufan frowned slightly. Although Lei Wanjun and Zhao Fangshuo held an absolute advantage, a battle between such powerful experts would likely not yield a result in a short time.

Moreover, the two only held an advantage; they didn't have the certainty of killing the opponent, and once such an expert was allowed to escape, it would lead to endless future troubles.

Thinking of this, he no longer had the patience to wait. He secretly launched a Divine Soul Blade.

Divine Sense Cultivation Technique was originally formless, and coupled with Tuoba Kuang's current state of being stretched thin dealing with the two in front of him, how could he pay attention to other people's sneak attacks?

As Lei Wanjun's palm came crashing down, he was about to dodge when suddenly a sharp pain shot through his Sea of Consciousness, followed by dizziness and disorientation.

Although this lasted for a very short time, in a battle between experts, things change in an instant, and that brief moment was enough to cost him his life.

Seeing that the opponent didn't dodge at all, Lei Wanjun was somewhat surprised, but his hand showed no hesitation. A powerful palm strike landed heavily on the opponent's chest.

"Crack!"

Tuoba Kuang's protective True Qi was shattered. This palm struck squarely on his chest, and with the sound of his chest cracking, his chest instantly caved in.

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Before he could even let out a scream, a Sword Qi flashed from Zhao Fangshuo's hand nearby. His head instantly flew high, and even his Primordial Spirit was shredded by the Sword Qi.

"Uh…"

A silence fell over the scene. The Imperial Family disciples, led by Tuoba Hongyi, were all stunned speechless.

In the past, this Imperial Old Ancestor held an unassailable position in their hearts, like a guardian deity, but they never expected him to be killed like this.

Tuoba Hongyi swallowed with difficulty. In the past, Tuoba Kuang was his greatest reliance, and he had never considered what would happen if this Old Ancestor died.

He had never taken Ye Bufan seriously before, and it was precisely because of this that he had acted recklessly and mercilessly issued the kill order.

He never expected that the other party would directly attack the Imperial City and even kill his greatest trump card.

However, as a monarch, his Heart-Nature was still very firm. He quickly recovered from the shock and immediately made the most appropriate decision.

"That… Dr. Ye."

Tuoba Hongyi said with a difficult tone, "I am willing to make peace with you. I will revoke the kill order now, and the Daxing Empire will no longer be your enemy…"

Ye Bufan looked at him and smiled mockingly: "Willing to make peace, are you?"

"Yes… Yes… Yes, as long as you are willing, you can propose other conditions as well…"

At this moment, Tuoba Hongyi no longer had his previous imperial majesty, nor his former arrogance.

"Unfortunately, I'm not willing."

Ye Bufan smiled coldly. If you can win, you want to wipe out my entire family, even my nine generations. If you can't win, you want to bow your head and beg for peace. How can there be such a good thing?

But he also didn't want to kill Tuoba Hongyi right now. This Old thing would die sooner or later, but not by his own hand.

He waved his hand at Lei Wanjun: "Crippple his Cultivation!"

"No…"

Tuoba Hongyi didn't expect the other party to be so ruthless, giving him no chance to make peace, and turned to flee.

But how could Lei Wanjun let him escape? He pointed a finger directly, crippling his Dantian.

"Ah!"

Tuoba Hongyi let out a tragic wail, then, like a deflated ball, quickly slumped to the ground, no longer possessing his former prestige.

Witnessing their Old Ancestor Tuoba Kuang killed and their father crippled, the Imperial Family disciples present were all terrified, not even daring to breathe.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. Now, we have some business to discuss."

Ye Bufan smiled at Tuoba Wei and the others, "Who among you wants to be Emperor? We can talk about it!"