Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1103 - Fighting a Legend Head-On

“Little bastard, go to hell! Die, die, die!” Nie Han roared furiously as he attacked madly.

His blows came harder, fiercer, each more ruthless than the last.

A massive bloody hand materialized, blotting the sky as it lunged toward Chen Fan with overwhelming force.

Nie Han wanted to kill Chen Fan in one move, giving him no time to breathe.

“Old fart, do you remember what I said? Next time we meet, you’d die without a grave. Today is the day you die, old fart!”

The memory of being hunted, humiliated, and forced to flee surged back, his rage igniting. His eyes turned red, and he did not dodge. Instead, he unleashed a Hand of Demon that broke through the sky.

That was probably what people meant by the saying, “when enemies meet, their eyes blaze with hatred.”

Rumble!

Two large hands that covered heaven and earth met in the air.

Both parties were tremendously powerful. Their clash was cataclysmic, like a meteor slamming into the Earth. A terrifying explosion swept out on the spot.

The terrifying qi wave swept over and swallowed everything in the surroundings like a flood.

Swish!

Unfortunately, Chen Fan was only a quasi-Legendary level expert with seventy law threads. Although his combat strength was comparable to someone with eighty to ninety law threads of law—infinitely close to a Legendary realm expert—he still wasn’t there. And even the smallest gap at that level was vast.

The moment their powers collided, Chen Fan coughed up blood and was flung from the storm like a broken arrow.

Nie Han felt a numbing sensation in his remaining right arm and couldn’t help but feel incredibly shocked in his heart.

“You damned little bastard... I really let the tiger back into the mountains and sowed the seeds of my downfall. You have grown so strong in just ten years, able to fight against a Lesser Legendary realm expert. What happens if I give you a few more years?”

He was a Legend, a real Legend. Though his power had faded, that title still carried weight.

Any being below the Legendary realm was an ant, yet he had failed to crush Chen Fan, and Chen Fan had even managed to force his energy into him.

It was unthinkable. Worse—unacceptable.

Ten years ago, he had driven Chen Fan to the brink of death. Chen Fan barely survived by detonating his treasures one after another, fleeing for his life. Had he not escaped into the True Martial Academy, he would have died at Nie Han’s hands.

But now? Chen Fan could stand his ground.

He wasn’t winning, but he was fighting back. And that, alone, was a staggering shift.

The realization ignited a fresh fury in Nie Han.

Because of this one man, he had suffered crippling injuries, regressed to the level of a newbie Lesser Legendary expert, and lost everything, including his title as hall master of Scarlet Moon Hall.

On the other hand, Chen Fan’s strength had skyrocketed to his current level while Nie Han’s declined. Standing nearly as equals felt like a vicious slap to Nie Han’s face.

All his past efforts to kill Chen Fan—risking his life, sacrificing his strength—what were they now?

“Damn it, you little bastard, die for me!” Nie Han roared angrily, flipping his hand and smashing down. A chilling wind blew, and wails and howls resounded.

A hint of fear appeared in his heart.

If he failed to take Chen Fan down now, would he still have another chance?

No! He wouldn’t get another opportunity.

If he couldn’t kill Chen Fan, Chen Fan would suppress and beat him up the next time!

That was unacceptable!

He couldn’t allow something like that to happen!

In that case, wouldn’t all his sacrifices be for nothing?

“Blood Devouring Bone Claw!”

A claw made out of bones appeared in the sky. Vibrant blood-colored meridians were intertwining on the white bones, looking extremely bizarre.

An evil aura erupted from the bloody claw. The five sharp bones on the claw were thick like a pillar, able to destroy a thousand-foot-tall mountain instantly.

Facing such a terrifying attack, Chen Fan felt a fierce gale assaulting him, and the aura of death shrouding him. The surrounding space seemed as if it had transformed into a prison.

Boom, boom!

He narrowed his eyes slightly, which flickered with starry light. Stars shone around him; simultaneously, his demonic intent surged to the sky. The silhouette of a demon god appeared behind him, and he unleashed a palm strike.

Hand of Demon!

However, the execution of Hand of Demon this time was very different from the previous ones.

The palm attack was laced with starlight—tiny stars floated around it like pearls. It wasn’t just the Hand of Demon anymore; it had merged with the Hand of Sky-Rending Stars, becoming the Hand of Star Demon.

Boom, boom!

The two terrifying forces collided in midair, unleashing violent bursts of energy. Their repeated clashes tore through space itself, leaving it fractured and unstable.

“Break for me!” Nie Han roared furiously. His aura boiled like hot water.

The power in his bone claw suddenly soared, and the stalemate shattered. The stars around the Hand of Star Demon began to explode one by one.

Boom, boom, boom!

Detonations rang out as the demonic hand was steadily pushed back, its starlit power stripped away.

Boom, tch!

The Hand of Star Demon finally shattered under the onslaught, dispersing into fragments of light.

“Pfft!” Chen Fan also spewed out another mouthful of fresh blood and was thrown back.

“Damned bastard, I really can’t keep you alive. You must die!”

Although Nie Han had destroyed the Hand of Star Demon, there was no satisfaction in his eyes.

A so-called ant had bared its claws, and he, a Lesser Legendary expert, had still failed to crush the ant outright. The humiliation burned deeper than the wounds.

“Go to hell, you abominable bastard, you definitely won’t live past today. No one can save you. Die!”

It was as if Nie Han had gone insane. A blood-red light gleamed in his eyes, twisted with fury, and he struck again with a savage claw.

The bone claw cracked the sky, and the air exploded, seemingly about to claw Chen Fan to death at once.

Chen Fan’s expression changed slightly, sighing in his heart.

He was powerful, easily among the strongest under the Legendary realm. But there was no denying the gap that still remained between him and someone like Nie Han.

Without tapping into the power of the Bodhi ancient tree, victory was simply out of reach.

Still, Nie Han couldn’t kill him either.

Now, he could easily escape from Nie Han, instead of running for his life.

Nie Han was determined to kill him, but the feeling was mutual.

Chen Fan had no intention of running. Today, Nie Han would die.

Not just for revenge for being hunted down back then. But to send a message to everyone still eyeing his bounty.

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