Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 818 - One Strike

Boom!

Many demon generals’ expressions changed when Pan Huan unleashed his aura. He would be in the top fourteen if he were a demon general.

“Brat, come out and accept your death!” Pan Huan shouted, his devilish smile fixed on Chen Fan.

“Do you think you’re strong?” asked Chen Fan, looking at Pan Huan.

Pan Huan found the question baffling. He chuckled and said, “Hoho, this measly cultivation of mine may not be the strongest here, but it’s more than enough to kill you. Remember this name: Pan Huan—the one who will end your life!”

A powerful demonic might erupted from Pan Huan. It was clear he practiced demonic arts, a path not exclusive to the Myriad Demon Islands but also present on the Tianwu Continent.

Overwhelming demonic qi surged out. The silhouette of a demon king appeared behind him, complete with menacing horns and suffocating might.

This demonic might was strong enough to even make some demon generals feel suffocated.

“What powerful demonic might. Pan Huan might actually rival the top ten demon generals.”

“Not just the top ten—he could be on par with the top seven.”

“It looks like that kid is in for a bad time.”

The crowd’s eyes flickered with intrigue and malice as their divine wills clashed in the air, each gloating at Chen Fan’s misfortune.

Behind him, Dou Yan’s indifferent voice rang out.

“Pan Huan, after killing him, get rid of his demon general as well. The last-ranked demon general making it this far is an embarrassment that must be erased,” Dou Yan ordered coldly.

“It’s my honor,” Pan Huan replied with a sinister grin.

Yan Shuiyi?

A mere ordinary peak Heavenly Star realm demonic cultivator—utterly beneath notice in his eyes.

“As expected, Dou Yan let Yan Shuiyi enter the second, even the third round, for this moment. The higher she climbs, the harder she falls.”

“She’ll be crushed completely—body and soul.”

“What a pity. Yan Shuiyi entered the third round of battles and climbed to seventh place, only for it all to be meaningless. Soon, she won’t even be alive.” Qi Xue glanced at Yan Shuiyi and Chen Fan, a mocking smile on her face.

This time, Chen Fan will surely die!

Pan Huan was so strong that even she might not necessarily be a match for him, let alone Chen Fan. He would definitely die!

The thought of Chen Fan’s imminent death lifted the gloom of her earlier defeat. She didn’t even feel all that sad about her current ranking now. A faint sense of schadenfreude swelled in her chest.

Chen Fan stepped forward and reached out with his palm. His destructive force condensed into a Heaven Piercing Spear, slanting downward in his grasp.

He met Pan Huan’s gaze and said, “To kill a clown like you, if I can’t finish this in three moves, it’ll be my shame!”

The words struck like a thunderclap. Pan Huan’s irises shrank, a bone-chilling gleam erupting from his eyes.

Clown?

Trash?

Kill him within three moves?

Pan Huan trembled with rage, unable to endure the insult from Chen Fan's words.

This was the greatest humiliation he had ever suffered in his life!

Boom, boom, boom.

Flames of anger erupted from him, his aura surging wildly like an ancient beast awakened from slumber. The oppressive aura sent chills down countless people’s spines.

The spectators were equally stunned.

Where did Chen Fan find such confidence to make such an audacious claim?

“How arrogant and ignorant!” Qi Xue mocked without hesitation.

Defeating Pan Huan in three moves? Did Chen Fan think he was an expert on the level of the top three demon generals?

Simply ridiculous!

“I’ve decided,” Pan Huan declared icily, his voice like frozen steel. “I won’t let you die so easily.”

With his words, a tempest of demonic primeval erupted, forming a titanic demonic saber. It could split heaven and earth, and repel ghosts and gods.

The saber tore through the void, unleashing a destructive light that illuminated the entire battlefield. The sheer momentum of the attack was boundless, an overwhelming force that sent waves of terror through the air.

Chen Fan did not feel a hint of fear. Wielding his Heaven Piercing Spear, he took a light step forward.

That step carried unimaginable power. A violent storm surged outward, meeting Pan Huan’s attack head-on with terrifying resistance.

Rumble!

Chen Fan’s arm flexed, muscles as hard as steel, veins pulsing with a terrifying strength that channeled into the Heaven Piercing Spear. Then, he thrust forward violently.

The spear tore through the space before him with resounding booms that echoed like thunder.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...

The Heaven Piercing Spear was like a black dragon, tearing through the air ahead. Sounds of explosions rang out continuously.

The qi waves rampaged violently, destroying heaven and earth.

Pan Huan’s face darkened. A chilling sensation coursed through him as the overwhelming aura of Chen Fan’s spear bore down upon him.

With a cold glint in his eyes, Pan Huan’s demonic primeval surged wildly. His cultivation rumbled like thunder, and the burning demonic primeval surrounding him erupted with unimaginable intensity.

His demonic saber broke through all resistance and slashed down as if it would destroy everything in front of it.

Boom!

The two auras clashed first like a meteor crashing into Earth. @@novelbin@@

The Heaven Piercing Spear and the demonic saber collided.

Crack, crack, crack...

Pan Huan’s demonic saber cracked upon contact before shattering into countless pieces.

Puchi!

Before Pan Huan could react, the Heaven Piercing Spear pierced through him with devastating precision. The destructive force surged into him, obliterating everything within.

“You...”

Pan Huan looked at Chen Fan, who was within reach, in disbelief.

“Three moves... Looks like I overestimated you.”

The destructive force instantly made Pan Huan explode.

Silence.

The battlefield fell into absolute silence.

The nearby demon generals’ eyeballs twitched as they looked at Chen Fan. Their hearts churned violently, their minds unable to comprehend what had just unfolded.

When Pan Huan had unleashed his strength, everyone could sense the immense power he wielded. He was a genuine powerhouse among top-tier peak Heavenly Star realm experts.

However, it only took one strike.

Let alone three moves, the third demon general’s guardian, Pan Huan, was killed by Chen Fan in just one strike, completely powerless to resist.

This caused the crowd’s hearts to tremble.

Everyone had assumed Chen Fan was doomed. Facing someone like Pan Huan, his death seemed inevitable.

However, Pan Huan had fallen, killed in a single move—a spear thrust that shattered both his weapon and his life.

It was too unthinkable.

Many people felt like this was a dream.

Yan Shuiyi’s pitch-black eyes flickered.

She hadn’t imagined he could be so overwhelmingly powerful. To defeat Pan Huan, a top-tier expert, in just one move was something beyond her comprehension.

It also meant one undeniable truth: Chen Fan’s strength far exceeded her own.

Since that was the case, she would take a gamble!

An incomparably radiant light shot out from Yan Shuiyi’s eyes, her decision solidified.