Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1079 - Beishan Xue

Beishan Hong steadied himself, stunned. He glared at Chen Fan and shouted, “Impossible! Impossible! How could you be so strong!”

How could this be possible?

How could he be pushed back by Chen Fan as soon as they clashed? This was impossible!

He'd cultivated relentlessly in the five years since his defeat, driven by hatred. He now wielded nineteen threads of law, and with the boost from his Solar Sacred Body, his combat power rivaled someone with twenty-six or twenty-seven threads.

He knew it was impossible for Chen Fan not to progress in the last five years, but even if he had improved and surpassed him slightly, it should have been a close fight, not a one-sided blow.

Five years ago, Beishan Hong could still take on Chen Fan in a fierce fight. Today, he couldn’t withstand a single move. He simply couldn’t accept such a result.

“I don’t believe this! Chen Fan, you son of a bitch, I will kill you! Die!” Beishan Hong saw red at once.

His aura was like boiling water, burning fiercely, becoming increasingly berserk and powerful. He tore through the air, charging at Chen Fan again.

His Holy Spear of the Sun erupted with blinding light, like a golden dragon from the sun, breaking through heaven and earth and darting toward Chen Fan, making the space explode and a storm surge.

If it were anyone else—even a cultivator with thirty threads of law—they would be forced to dodge rather than meet the blow head-on.

However, this posed no threat to Chen Fan.

Beishan Hong had indeed improved tremendously over the past five years, but compared to Chen Fan’s growth, it was laughable.

“A defeated dog still dares to bare its fangs?” Chen Fan raised his eyebrow, his eyes shining with disdain.

Five years ago, Beishan Hong had barely been worth his attention. Now, he wasn’t even a blip on the radar.

Raising his left hand, Chen Fan grabbed the Holy Spear of the Sun darting toward him. No matter how much force Beishan Hong poured in, his hand remained as steady as a boulder, unshakable.

To the watching crowd, it was as if Chen Fan was lifting Beishan Hong by his weapon, effortlessly toying with him.

“You could still pose a slight threat five years ago. Now, you’re too weak like an insect I can crush whenever I choose.” Chen Fan looked at the furious Beishan Hong indifferently and said, “You lost the right to challenge me long ago, and you still dare to provoke me. Fine, I’ll give you another lesson you will never forget!”

As his voice fell, Chen Fan punched at Beishan Hong with his right hand.

“Little Brother, quickly retreat!”

The ice mountain-like woman’s face changed instantly, and she shot toward them in a flash. A terrifying icy aura swept through heaven and earth, and cracking noises resounded as the surroundings turned frozen.

“Chen Fan, you dare!”

Her face was frosty, and her eyes surged with overwhelming killing intent. She hadn’t imagined that Chen Fan’s strength would grow so monstrous that Beishan Hong couldn’t even take a single blow.

And now, seeing Chen Fan’s merciless strike about to land, she erupted with fury.

The woman was Beishan Hong’s older sister, Beishan Xue. She was also a peerless pride of heaven of the Sun Moon Divine Sect.

As the punch grew in his eyes, Beishan Hong felt as if this punch was like Mt Tai pressing down on him. The terrifying pressure instantly assaulted him, suffocating him.

Beishan Xue’s shout brought him back to his senses, and panic appeared in his eyes. He wanted to dodge, but he simply didn’t have the chance.

Under Chen Fan’s fist force, all of Beishan Hong’s methods were as fragile as paper, broken apart in an instant.

The fist force landed on Beishan Hong. The sounds of his bones breaking and tendons snapping rang out in succession, and he flew backward like a broken burlap sack.

“Little Brother!” Beishan Xue shouted out loud and caught him. She hurriedly took out a large handful of precious recovery elixirs and stuffed them into his mouth.

Cold killing intent erupted from Beishan Xue. Although his life was not in danger, he would be bedridden for years.

“You damned little bastard, how dare you hurt him. You’re courting death. You deserve a thousand deaths!” Beishan Xue’s icy gaze fell on Chen Fan. Her glare locked onto Chen Fan, so cold and venomous it could freeze the soul.

Even Chen Fan’s expression darkened, involuntarily narrowing his eyes under the pressure of her murderous aura. Yet, he didn’t show a shred of fear.

Even though he was no match for Beishan Xue, escaping was not a problem for him.

He grabbed the Holy Spear of the Sun and decided to leave.

“I’ll gratefully accept this Holy Spear of the Sun!”

That final insult made Beishan Xue’s killing intent nearly manifest into physical form. Chen Fan had heavily injured her brother and dared to steal their Holy Spear of the Sun.

“Courting death. Kill him!”

Immediately, several Greater Peak Manifestation realm experts of the Sun Moon Divine Sect shot forth fiercely, with laws flickering around them.

These people were all veteran Greater Peak Manifestation realm experts, having spent centuries in this realm. They had long since comprehended and mastered the power of laws; one of them even wielded more than thirty threads of law.

For them, the ancient battlefield was an opportunity to progress a step further, perhaps even stepping into the Legendary realm. Drawn by this chance, these once-reclusive elites had all emerged from their long seclusions, determined to make their breakthrough.

Boom, boom!

They unleashed various powerful cultivations at once, like towering waves that swept toward Chen Fan in an instant.

“Hmph, a bunch of weaklings!”

Chen Fan didn’t fear their attacks. With a shake of his arm, the Holy Spear of the Sun erupted with a radiance even more dazzling and violent than when Beishan Hong wielded it.

Streaks of terrifying spear light pierced through the void, breaking through their attacks. Some of them were even heavily injured, nearly having a bloody hole stabbed through them and dying miserably on the spot.

At present, Chen Fan was so strong that he was comparable to a quasi-Legendary level expert.

Although they weren’t weak, they were no match for Chen Fan. In front of absolute strength, a numerical superiority didn’t have much use.

Ugh, ugh, ugh...

The dozen or so people were knocked back one after another, spewing blood. Their complexions paled, unable to keep themselves together, looking at Chen Fan in horror.

“You dare to hurt my younger brother. No one can save you today!”

Seeing her people defeated by Chen Fan in an instant, Beishan Xue was also slightly shocked. The chilling intent in her eyes became even more intense.

Immediately, she sprang into motion and appeared in front of Chen Fan in a flash. Countless sword silhouettes formed, appearing in the sky and converging crazily.

Buzz, buzz. Buzz.

Buzzing noises rang out like ancient swords were colliding.

The sword qi slashed down in an instant, covering heaven and earth, determined to kill Chen Fan in an instant. It was endless, like a rain of swords.

This terrifying strength was far beyond what Beishan Hong and the others could compare to. Each streak of sword qi was as fast as Beishan Hong’s full-powered attack earlier.

Beishan Xue had long since become an expert at the quasi-Legendary level, and she wasn’t a newbie in that level. She was a top expert who had mastered more than sixty threads of law.

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