Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1104 - Severely Injured

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Loud booms rippled out in the sky.

Shockwaves from their clash spread in rings, shattering clouds and splintering nearby mountain peaks.

Although Chen Fan was not a Legend, he could fight one if he gave it his all.

Their fight resembled two Legendary realm experts battling, their momentum incredibly terrifying and fierce.

Still, a significant gap remained between Chen Fan and Nie Han.

Therefore, while Chen Fan could meet Nie Han head-on, it was a grueling struggle. He was clearly being suppressed. That, at least, was undeniable.

Yet, if others were to see the fight, they wouldn’t see disgrace—they’d be stunned. After all, Chen Fan wasn’t a Legend and still lacked thirty threads of law to reach that level. And despite such a massive gap, he could stand toe-to-toe with Nie Han.

Although he was being suppressed and beaten to a pulp, Nie Han still couldn’t heavily injure or kill Chen Fan easily.

This alone was enough to leave countless onlookers speechless.

Any other martial artist with seventy law threads in Chen Fan’s place would have fared much worse. Even those with eighty, or even ninety, would likely have fared worse.

That made Chen Fan all the more remarkable.

The longer Nie Han fought, the more alarmed and enraged he felt.

Fortunately, no one else was around. If anyone saw him—a Legend—struggling to take down Chen Fan after so long, landing only light blows, they would mock him for being incompetent.

The thought alone made Nie Han’s fury erupt like a volcano.

Chen Fan seized the moment, launching verbal barbs with ruthless precision.

“Hahahaha, Nie Han, is that all you’ve got? It’s not even enough to scratch my itch. You’re too weak, truly too weak. You’re a shame to Legends. If I were you, I’d bash my own head in and save myself the humiliation.”

That was the final straw.

“Ahhh, you little bastard! You’re looking to die!”

A Legendary realm expert, humiliated by someone who hadn’t even reached that level. How could he possibly endure it?

A shadowy, crimson figure took shape behind him—its arm stretched high, transforming into a massive hand that slammed down toward Chen Fan.

Heaven and earth collapsed and sank in.

Naturally, the current Nie Han couldn't execute the Holy Spear of Destruction again to kill Chen Fan.

Even if it guaranteed Chen Fan’s death, it would cost him his life. It simply wasn’t worth it.

Besides, he no longer had the strength to attempt it.

The bloody silhouette immediately rushed toward Chen Fan, seemingly ignoring the distance between them.

Its oppressive aura locked onto him completely. Even if he fled to the ends of the earth, he knew he wouldn’t escape.

This was Nie Han’s strongest attack in his current state.

Although it was much weaker now, it was all he could muster—and all he had left.

Facing the attack, Chen Fan felt his soul trembling.

He knew that he couldn’t resist the attack without using the Bodhi ancient tree. He would be severely wounded.

Although Nie Han had suppressed and beaten him up earlier, he only suffered light injuries, which could not shake his foundations. With his perverse recovery speed, that kind of light injury healed very quickly.

However, it would become dangerous if he were severely wounded and damaged his foundation.

In a life-and-death battle against a Legend, a single serious injury could mean certain death.

As the former hall master of the Scarlet Moon Hall, Nie Han was a battle-hardened veteran. He would not miss such a chance.

“Old fart, it’s time for our feud to end!” Chen Fan’s eyes flickered. The Bodhi ancient tree appeared behind him, and a clear splendor sprinkled down.

In an instant, his aura surged like a rising tide. Dense and radiant law threads flared into existence around him, nearly a hundred strong.

Nie Han recognized the Bodhi ancient tree, and he exclaimed in shock, “The Bodhi ancient tree!”

An indescribable greed and fiery look appeared in his eyes. His voice trembled with ecstasy.

“Good, good, good. No wonder your cultivation increased so quickly, you little bastard. You got your hands on a treasure like this! But it won’t be yours for long; it’ll be mine soon enough. With the tree, I could break into the Greater Legendary realm—or even reach the Invincible Legendary realm... Maybe even become a Void Immortal! Hahahaha, Chen Fan, you really are my lucky star.

“Just for this Bodhi ancient tree, you must die today. Everything that is yours will become mine. When I, Nie Han, roam unfettered across the continent in the future, you will have played a part in it!”

He had planned on taking Chen Fan’s head to claim the bounty; surprisingly, he found an unexpected reward.

The Bodhi ancient tree alone was worth ten—no, a hundred—times more than the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect’s rewards. There was no way to compare them at all.

Nie Han’s gaze toward Chen Fan shifted. Wild and intense, like he was staring at a peerless beauty suddenly stripped bare. His attacks grew even fiercer.

“An old fart like you wants to take my Bodhi ancient tree? You’re simply delusional! The moment I revealed the Bodhi ancient tree, your fate was sealed. Today will be the day you die. No one in heaven or on earth can save you!”

Chen Fan’s aura surged violently, and his combat strength skyrocketed, no weaker than Nie Han's now.

He thrust his hand out. A terrifying Hand of Demon swept across the sky, with close to a hundred threads of law shining in the palm, and even stars appearing in its surroundings.

This strike held boundless might, like a divine blow from a demon god bent on annihilation. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

Rumble!

The Hand of Demon broke through the air. Wherever it passed, the space exploded and shook violently. It collided head-on with the massive hand formed by Nie Han’s blood silhouette, both attacks clashing in a burst of raw, devastating power.

Rumble!

Heaven and earth trembled.

Endless power surged out from the void.

It was the power of destruction. A destructive storm swept out, destroying everything in its path.

But Chen Fan stood tall, like a true demon god in the eye of the storm. Stars spun in orbit around him. The destruction tried to swallow him, but was shattered in an instant. He stepped out, closing in on Nie Han, and his aura continued surging.

“Break!” Chen Fan’s palm shook violently.

The Hand of Demon also shook.

The massive hand formed by Nie Han’s blood silhouette, once locked in a stalemate, shattered like glass under a hammer.

“How could this be?” Nie Han’s expression changed drastically. Seeing the blood silhouette’s large hand destroyed, he immediately wanted to retreat.

However, the Hand of Demon smashed down violently and landed on Nie Han. The sound of tendons snapping and bones breaking resounded.

A miserable scream rang out in space.

“Ah!”

Nie Han plummeted like a cannonball, and with a rumble, the entire earth shook.

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