Unrivaled Martial Emperor

"Five Legends. What a terrifying lineup!"

"If Chen Fan can't handle them, we're doomed too!"

Those who clearly grasped the situation began to worry for Chen Fan.

Since the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect had colluded with the foreign forces, cooking up "Operation Nip in the Bud," their target wasn't just Chen Fan; it was everyone from the major factions.

If he couldn't defeat Xue Yin and the others and was killed, it would mark the beginning of their end as well. They wouldn't be spared.

Chen Fan, you must win!

Many people prayed for Chen Fan. It wasn't for his sake, but their own.

Their survival hinged on Chen Fan defeating the five of them.

"Kill!"

Xia Hou was the first to move.

He had also lost miserably to Chen Fan back then. He had obsessed over reclaiming his honor with Chen Fan's blood.

Now, he finally had the chance to do so.

So, he could not wait any longer.

His terrifying Legendary realm aura immediately erupted. An incomparably terrifying aura rushed toward Chen Fan like a mountain, laws flaring in his hand with crushing force.

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes, moving in sync.

"You want my head? You people are far from enough!"

A streak of terrifying spear light tore through the sky, radiating an aura strong enough to make even a Lesser Legendary realm tremble in fear. It rushed toward Xia Hou as it shattered the space along the way.

"Hmm?" Xia Hou was shocked. He hurriedly took two steps back, quickly forming hand seals; a shield wall rose instantly in front of him.

Rumble!

The spear light struck the shield wall violently, which could halt its advance only momentarily. The spear light flashed toward the astonished Xia Hou ruthlessly.

Boom!

The laws around Xia Hou were collapsing. His protective true primeval exploded. He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward from the impact.

"Loser. I beat you with one hand last time. Nothing's changed!"

Wielding the Holy Spear of the Sun, Chen Fan was incomparably domineering. With a single strike, he blasted Xia Hou backward, leaving the crowd stunned.

"How is that possible?" Xia Hou raised his head. His eyes were bloodshot.

He had never imagined suffering such a setback again, especially after executing his trump move.

He was a Legend!

He was no longer the man who had only grasped ninety-nine threads of law.

His strength had soared more than tenfold since their last fight.

So why was he still overwhelmed by Chen Fan in their first clash?

Though he wasn't critically injured this time, being pushed back was humiliation enough. He couldn't accept it.

Xue Yin, Wang Zhong, and the others were also slightly shocked.

Xue Yin narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Good, good, good. So this is your true strength, Chen Fan. We underestimated you. One hundred and twenty-five law threads? How unexpected, how impressive."

Chen Fan had just utilized the power of a hundred and twenty-five threads of law; they all sensed it clearly.

"But even so, you will surely die today. The outcome won't change."

"Chen Fan, your glorious life ends here!"

"To die at your peak is better than fading away in old age!"

Although they were shocked by his strength, they did not retreat in fear.

Xia Hou had only received some light injuries. His combat strength was unaffected.

"How unexpected. Little Junior Brother has grown this powerful. A hundred and twenty-five law threads, my goodness!"

"But Xue Yin and the others aren't weak either. They all seem to have mastered between a hundred and ten to a hundred and twenty law threads, and there's also Xia Hou and Wang Zhong, the Legends. This battle is very dangerous for Little Junior Brother."

Yan Weiyi and the others looked worried.

"Hmph, you want my head? I doubt you've got what it takes." Chen Fan laughed out loud, his momentum unstoppable, showing not a hint of fear.

"Hahaha, Chen Fan, you're indeed incredible. Those old coots in the holy cult are right. If you can't be with us, you must be eliminated to prevent future trouble. Today, we'll personally send you on your way!"

"Send you to hell, Chen Fan!"

"Send you on your way!"

The auras and laws of the five attackers fused, creating a terrifying pressure.

Ordinary people would be crushed to death by it.

Many of the experts in the vicinity pulled back some distance. Their backs were drenched in cold sweat. Under that immense pressure, they felt like they were about to explode.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to kill me, fight me with everything you've got," Chen Fan sneered.

"Fine, fine! Words are useless now. Take this!"

Xue Yin sent a punch blasting down.

An immense amount of blood qi converged, setting off a boundless blood-colored qi wave. Within the force of his punch, the power of a hundred and twenty threads of law surged in unison.

Just five short of Chen Fan's own, Xue Yin's laws weren't far behind.

This punch seemed mediocre and ordinary, lacking spectacle. However, it embodied his entire martial Dao.

It was the kind of strike that could cripple a newbie Lesser Legendary realm expert in one blow.

One could imagine its sheer ferocity.

Chen Fan remained fearless. He shook, and the powerful aura that was pressing toward him shattered, like a blade broken mid-swing. In an instant, the pressure was reduced to nothing.

He also raised his hand and unleashed a simple punch. It wasn't too fast, nor was it a fancy move. It was just a plain and simple punch.

Rumble!

The two streams of fist force clashed violently in the air.

Immediately, the entire heaven and earth shook violently as if they were about to be destroyed by the collision.

Boom, tch!

After a brief stalemate, Chen Fan's fist force broke through Xue Yin's fist force along the way like a sharp blade. The interwoven laws shattered instantly, unable to offer the slightest resistance.

Boom!

The fist force struck Xue Yin with an unstoppable momentum, pushing him back repeatedly, each step pounding shockwaves into the void.

"Good, good, good. Chen Fan, you're indeed very powerful!"

Xue Yin was not flustered. Instead, he praised Chen Fan's strength.

However, his next sentence gave the crowd goosebumps.

"But the stronger you are, the more accomplished I feel when I kill you!"

"Kill me?" Chen Fan laughed noncommittally. He said with a look of disdain, "I doubt that frail little body of yours could even withstand a few of my punches or kicks."