Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 420 - Wiping Out Everyone

Chen Fan looked over to Sword Venerable Ling Yun’s group with a cold gaze and asserted, “Two down already. Now, who's next? Who wants to go first?”

Having taken down Wanderer Hundred Poisons, he had essentially severed an arm of Sword Venerable Ling Yun’s crew, severely weakening them. He was fully confident in taking them all down now.

Sword Venerable Ling Yun and the others’ faces turned ashen.

They were great figures with years of notoriety. Being directly challenged by Chen Fan was a brutal blow, perhaps the greatest insult they had ever faced.

“You’re too arrogant, little bastard. So what if you killed Wanderer Hundred Poisons and Black Fiend Bat? The rest of us can still slaughter you!” Young Master Xue Yi said viciously.

Chen Fan raised his eyebrow, his stern gaze falling on Young Master Xue Yi. “Alright then, you're up next. You’re Young Master Xue Yi, right? I wonder what relation you have with Sir Blood Shirt.”

Young Master Xue Yi's expression flickered, and he whispered, “Third Brother.”

“Oh, so the two of you are brothers. Perfect, you can join him soon,” Chen Fan said, smiling, his voice relaxed. It was as if Young Master Xue Yi was a dead man walking in his eyes.

“You arrogant bastard, I’ll slaughter you!” Young Master Xue Yi seethed, his rage nearly clouding his judgment. His eyes immediately turned bloodshot, and he waved his arms, unleashing two streaks of bloody light that tore through space.

“Petty tricks!” Chen Fan scoffed, his expression dripping with disdain as he effortlessly shattered the bloody streaks with a palm strike.

He strode forth with imposing steps, his aura rolling and surging, making his way over with the iron spear in hand.

“Go to hell!”

A great force enveloped the surroundings, trapping Sword Venerable Ling Yun and his group as if in a cage.

“Kill!” Young Master Xue Yi and Sword Venerable Ling Yun roared furiously, channeling their qi, releasing their powers crazily.

“Blood Wings Eighteen Slash!” Young Master Xue Yi roared again, waving his arms. Two bloody blades as thin as a cicada’s wings whirled out. Streaks of terrifying bloody light erupted, sealing heaven and earth.

“Overlapping Mountains!” Sword Venerable Ling Yun also revolved his cultivation as he unleashed a barrage of sword light, forming overlapping layers like mountain ranges, their momentum unstoppable.

“Yin Yang Twin Dragons!” Yin Yang Scholar’s cultivation technique—the Yin Yang Grand Cultivation Technique—erupted. Black and white true primeval rushed out from him, coalescing into two huge flood dragons, one black and one white. They charged toward Chen Fan with unparalleled ferocity.

“It’s useless, break!” Chen Fan struck out with his spear and his palm. His powers surged and erupted as if he were moving mountains, draining seas, or suppressing the starry sky. It could even smash the stars into smithereens.

Boom, boom, boom...

The unleashed force rippled out, leaving countless terrifying marks on the ground.

Bleurgh, bleurgh...

Yin Yang Scholar and Young Master Xue Yi couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood. Although Sword Venerable Ling Yun did not spew blood, he was pushed back by the force, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

"How about it? Still think you stand a chance against me?" Chen Fan asked indifferently.

Young Master Xue Yi said indignantly, “Damn it, little bastard, if we hadn’t expended our energy to destroy the Mountain of Seals, you wouldn't have stood a chance!"

“What a joke!” Chen Fan laughed and said, “Then, going by your logic, if it wasn’t for your numerical advantage, I could have taken you all down one by one. You wouldn't be standing here blabbering.

“Enough talk. Your fate is sealed. No one can save you now, so allow me to deliver your death sentence one by one!”

Chen Fan did not indulge in any further talks and charged forth once more.

He went all out. Every one of his spear attacks and palm strikes had the power to move mountains, overturn seas, or blow up the starry sky.

Tremendous waves surged through the space, accompanied by thunderous explosions that reverberated like continuous gunfire.

Young Master Xue Yi and the others were constantly pushed back, spewing blood repeatedly. Even the strongest of them, Sword Venerable Ling Yun, suffered rather heavy injuries.

“Young Master Xue Yi, this spear will end your life!” Like a roc, Chen Fan swooped down violently with a ferocious expression. His energy erupted and his aura descended, pressing down on Young Master Xue Yi, determined to kill him in one shot.

Young Master Xue Yi also realized he was in a precarious situation. His true primeval surged, and the two bloody blades in his hands burst with resplendent bloody light, slashing toward Chen Fan.

“Slash!”

“Annihilate!” Chen Fan thrust his palm. A Northern Star Reaper Hand descended, shattering the bloody light with unstoppable momentum.

“No!” Young Master Xue Yi roared in anger and fear, summoning a bloody sea in a desperate attempt to stop Chen Fan's attack.

However, Chen Fan’s spear quickly destroyed the sea of blood, pierced through Young Master Xue Yi, and nailed him to the ground, extinguishing all of his vital signs.

Young Master Xue Yi has fallen!

“Third one!”

Chen Fan turned around and pounced toward Sword Venerable Ling Yun and Yin Yang Scholar.

“You’re courting death!” Yin Yang Scholar finally couldn’t stand it anymore. His cultivation erupted violently, and he took the initiative to charge toward Chen Fan. “Quickly leave, Sword Venerable Ling Yun. I’ll buy time for you. I only ask for you to escape and find a stronger expert within the holy cult to avenge us!

“This brat cannot be allowed to live. He'll pose a significant threat to the holy cult in the future. We must get an expert of the holy cult to hunt him down, even if a powerhouse in the Divine Nascent realm has to take action...”

Yin Yang Scholar pushed his Yin Yang Grand Cultivation Technique to its limit. He conjured a spinning Taiji pattern above him, exerting a formidable force that locked down the space.

“Leave! Sword Venerable Ling Yun, quickly leave!”

He poured out all his strength. Yet, before he could launch his attack, his power and voice abruptly ceased.

Ugh...

An ancient, unadorned iron spear shot past his neck. A head flew into the air, fresh blood spurting into the sky, then fell straight down.

“Did you really think you could stop me alone? Overestimating yourself!”

Chen Fan walked past Yin Yang Scholar’s corpse and rushed toward Sword Venerable Ling Yun.

“You won’t get away. I promised you today would be your last. Did you doubt my word?” Chen Fan’s icy voice made Sword Venerable Ling Yun shudder all over as Chen Fan walked toward him like a devil.

“Damn it, I’ll fight you to the end!”

Anger got to Sword Venerable Ling Yun’s head. His expression was twisted; his aura blew up suddenly. Sword light flashed, and sword qi swept out. Mournful noises resounded in the air.

“Hmph, you people weren’t my match even when you joined forces, so what can you do alone? Wanna fight me to the death or something? Are you even worthy?”

With a stab from Chen Fan, the winds and clouds rolled back. All the sword qi shattered, turning into nothing.

Chen Fan vanished from his spot and reappeared in front of Sword Venerable Ling Yun as if he had teleported.

“Die!”

As he thrust his spear again with earth-shattering might, all energies in front of it became useless, smashed to bits.

Looking down at the iron spear sticking out of him, Sword Venerable Ling Yun raised his head with difficulty, meeting Chen Fan’s icy gaze, and uttered his final words, “The holy cult... will avenge us!”