Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 843 - Two Dead, One Heavily Injured

Rumble!

Two low grunts rang out from within the terrifying storm.

Huyan Jun and the first demon general staggered out moments later, their retreat marked by cracked floors beneath their feet.

Chen Fan also pulled back, but his movements were far more composed, effortlessly neutralizing the incoming force.

The contrast was clear: one side acted with control, while the other reacted under pressure.

Huyan Jun and the first demon general’s expressions were dark.

This was the first time they came across such a tricky opponent—someone capable of repelling them despite being outnumbered.

“You do have some skills,” Huyan Jun sneered, his tone laced with venom. “No wonder you’re so arrogant as to challenge one versus three, but that’s useless. You will pay a heavy price for your arrogance today. If I want you dead, then you must die. No one can save you!”

His face twisted into a cruel, overconfident smile.

As a prince of the Huyan Demon Sect, he cultivated the sect’s most powerful demonic art and enjoyed unlimited access to resources. He refused to believe that, even with the first demon general at his side, he couldn’t crush Chen Fan.

“A loser like you dares to act confident in front of me? If we were at the same cultivation level, killing you would be no different from crushing an ant,” Chen Fan said disdainfully.

“Hmph

Huyan Jun stomped his foot heavily, launching himself into the air. His aura erupted wildly, becoming incomparably terrifying, radiating the oppressive might of a Manifestation realm demon lord expert.

His punch descended with enough force to make the sky collapse and the earth sink. The punch seemed like a descending star that could destroy heaven and earth. The sheer pressure of it made onlookers feel their scalps tingle with dread.

“Demonic Ax Opens the Sky!” shouted the Huyan Demon Sect’s first demon general. His demonic primeval seemed to boil and burn. His aura made the surrounding air currents roar like a stormy ocean, swirling with chaotic energy.

His massive figure tore through the air, closing the distance to Chen Fan. He raised his gleaming demonic ax high above his head, its edge blazing with terrifying light. Intricate demonic runes interwove across its surface, and it seemed like the terrifying force would split heaven and earth apart and return it to a state of primal chaos.

Both their attacks were extremely terrifying. Even a seasoned first-level Manifestation realm expert would feel the pressure, likely resorting to their full power in defense.

“Hmph, with this, this brat will surely die. He’s too arrogant! He dared to take on three at once—now he’ll die for it.”

“He’ll be crushed into a paste for sure.”

“Someone like this must be killed as soon as possible, or he will threaten our Huyan Demonic Island in the future.”

The martial artists of the Huyan Demon Sect had cold smiles plastered across their faces.

To them, this was the inevitable outcome. No one could withstand the dual assault of Huyan Jun and the first demon general—not even Chen Fan, no matter how monstrous his strength.

On the other hand, the expressions of the crowd on the Xuan Ting Demon Sect’s side changed drastically.

It went without saying that they could sense the terror of Huyan Jun and the first demon general’s attacks. They could not help but worry about Chen Fan in their hearts.

However, in the face of the mighty attack, Chen Fan remained utterly composed, a mocking laugh escaping his lips. His tone brimmed with disdain, treating their seemingly earth-shattering attacks as trivial, as he said, “Haha, two losers. Fine, I’ll let you know how useless you are. Kill me? Even if you cultivated for another five hundred years, you still wouldn’t qualify!”

“You damned brat, you’re too arrogant. I want you to die without a burial place!” Huyan Jun’s lungs nearly exploded from anger. He had always been the one looking down on others in contempt. When had he ever been looked down on by others like this?

The first demon general didn’t speak, but his aura also grew considerably stronger. As he chopped down with his demonic ax, the space crackled noisily as if it would shatter into pieces.

Finally, Chen Fan made a move.

A terrifying demonic might rose from him, shaking the heavens. It was as if the silhouette of a demon god had appeared behind him, supporting heaven and earth, standing as tall as the sky. He unleashed a punch with his right hand.

Flood Dragon Fist Scripture.

With this punch, the flood dragon directly transformed into a demonic flood dragon and rose to the sky, colliding violently with Huyan Jun’s punch.

A cold light simultaneously flashed in Chen Fan’s left palm. In a swift, fluid motion, his arm swept through the air, and the first demon general’s demonic ax was severed in two without a sound. It was not just the demonic ax—even the first demon general froze.

Rumble!

The demonic flood dragon and Huyan Jun’s devastating punch collided with a deafening roar, as though the heavens themselves were in turmoil. The entire space shook violently.

Boom!

A deafening explosion resounded, and the crowd saw Huyan Jun retreating a few steps violently in the air, nearly plummeting from the sky. He spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood, his chest bearing a deep, concave depression, and the treasured armor he wore had shattered entirely. @@novelbin@@

If not for its protection, the force of Chen Fan’s strike would have claimed his life on the spot.

Huyan Jun stared fixedly at Chen Fan with a sinister gaze. Moments ago, Chen Fan had seemed beneath notice—a trivial opponent. He realized how utterly laughable his earlier arrogance had been.

Before he could fully process the humiliation, a guttural sound interrupted his thoughts.

“Ugh...”

The crowd saw a bloody line on the first demon general’s face. Then, in a horrifying instant, half of his head slid off, separating from him and tumbling to the ground.

This scene was like a thunderclap going off in the crowd’s heads. Many people’s minds went blank in an instant.

The first demon general of the Huyan Demon Sect had died!

Half of his head was directly cut off, and not even his divine nascent managed to escape. He died completely.

A collective gasp rippled through the onlookers. It was as if a thunderclap had erupted in their minds, leaving them dazed and blank.

In the sky, Huyan Jun was also stunned.

The Huyan Demon Sect’s first demon general was just a bit weaker than him.

However, he was killed right after both of them unleashed their most powerful killing techniques; it was incomprehensible.

“It’s your turn now!”

Chen Fan did not care about these people’s shock. He rose into the sky, his terrifying fist blasting toward Huyan Jun.

“Watch out!” Demon King Huyan immediately shouted. Terrifying demonic might erupted from him, wanting to intercept this punch from Chen Fan. He knew that Huyan Jun couldn't withstand this attack.

“Roar!” Huyan Jun also snapped back to his senses. Panic flashed across his eyes. He immediately channeled his demonic art and took out his treasure to block this attack.

Boom, tch.

However, Chen Fan’s punch was so terrifying that the treasure exploded into pieces. The terrifying force instantly rushed into Huyan Jun. He trembled violently, letting out horrible screams, looking especially miserable. His arrogance from earlier was nowhere to be seen.

“Brat, you’re courting death!”

Demon King Huyan’s might swept through the sky crazily as he unleashed a palm strike at Chen Fan, wanting to kill him. This damned bastard had dared to injure his son severely.

However, Demon King Xuan Ting appeared in front of Chen Fan and smashed Demon King Huyan’s attack to bits.

“Huyan He, get lost if you can’t afford to lose. Don’t be a disgrace here!”