Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 157 - The Two Clans’ Confidence

Bang bang!

He circulated his cultivation to the limit, his hands striking the air like iron palms, producing exploding noises.

“Bastard, you dare!”

Tan Feng was furious at the sight of this. He shook, and a light blade manifested in his hand, rapidly growing to ten meters long, transforming into a rotating blade wheel.

“Flame Beacon Blade Wheel!”

The Flame Beacon Blade Wheel slashed through the air, targeting Chen Fan, and a powerful qi enveloped Chen Fan, restraining him.

“Petty tricks. Shatter!”

With a hit from Chen Fan, the layer of qi directly shattered.

Chen Fan caught the Flame Beacon Blade Wheel by stretching his hand and pinching it between his fingers.

Boom tch!

As soon as he exerted his strength, the Flame Beacon Blade Wheel, capable of killing Qi Grandmasters, blew up in his hand, turning into nothing.

“How is that possible?”

Tan Feng was astonished.

Chen Fan effortlessly thwarted Tan Feng\'s strongest attack, reducing it to mere child\'s play.

What material was Chen Fan’s palm made out of?

Liu Hong and Liu Rulong were shocked.

Liu Hong, infamous as the Blood Hand Slaughterer for his ruthless exploits, couldn\'t conceal his look of horror when he saw Chen Fan crush Tan Feng\'s Flame Beacon Blade Wheel.

“With just you ants, you dare have designs on my Chen Clan? You’re seeking death!”

Chen Fan looked at Tan Feng disdainfully and said, “Where are the other two old fogeys hiding? Call for them; I\'ll send you all to hell together today! And he is the first!”

“Stop it!”

“You’re courting death!”

Chen Fan was about to kill Tan Rulong when two resounding shouts echoed through the air like morning thunder. The qi and blood of the countless spectators shook uncontrollably.

Swish, swish!

Simultaneously, two silhouettes came rushing from a distance at a breakneck speed, stepping on air.

“Little bastard, I’ll wipe out your entire clan if you dare kill my grandson!”

Tan Wanshan arrived in the blink of an eye and pointed his finger, unleashing a strand of primeval force toward Chen Fan.

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes, realizing the gravity of the situation.

The two clans had been so overbearing because their old patriarchs had become Yuanfu realm experts.

Tan Wanshan\'s primeval force swiftly reached Chen Fan, but Chen Fan effortlessly countered with a punch, dispersing the force without flinching.

With a simple motion, he pulled Tan Yunlong toward him.

“Audacious!”

“You’re seeking death. Let go of Yunlong!”

Tan Wanshan, shocked that his attack had no effect on Chen Fan, flew into a rage upon seeing his grandson captured. His aura surged, shattering the white clouds in the sky.

“Stepping on the air, riding the wind—the Yuanfu realm!”

Chen Tianxiong and the others saw Tan Wanshan and Liu Shan standing proudly in the air, primeval force flowing around them.

A formidable and oppressive aura radiated in all directions, shaking their very souls.

Realizing that those two had advanced to the Yuanfu realm, their expressions paled.

“Chen Clan members, fall back!”

Although Chen Zhengqing’s heart was incomparably heavy, he was still clear-headed. He immediately ordered the Chen Clan members to fall back and regroup.

The old patriarchs of the Tan and Liu clans were now Yuanfu realm experts. The Chen Clan was about to face a disaster.

Chen Fan had been trouncing Qi Grandmasters, so Chen Zhengqing had thought they could win the war.

Unexpectedly, the old patriarchs had both broken through to the Yuanfu realm. It was no wonder they had not shown themselves all this time.

Instantly, the high morale of the Chen Clan members plummeted as if an icy deluge had doused them, sending chills down their spines.

Yuanfu realm powerhouses stood before them, rendering even Qi Grandmasters as insignificant as ants.

The Chen Clan had produced a huge dragon that was Chen Fan, but would he perish before he could rise to the skies?

Despair engulfed every member of the Chen Clan.

“Yuanfu... that’s a Yuanfu realm powerhouse!”

“Heavens, Old Patriarch Tan, and Old Patriarch Liu have broken through to the Yuanfu realm without making a peep.”

“The Chen Clan is done for. The two clans have Yuanfu realm powerhouses behind them. I’m afraid none of them have expected this. The heavens seem determined to obliterate the Chen Clan."

“That’s right. Regardless of Chen Fan\'s strength, he is a Qi Grandmaster. Against Yuanfu realm powerhouses... the difference is like heaven and earth.”

“......”

The revelation also shook the people of Xuanyang City, the ongoing conflict surpassing their expectations.

From the treacherous Grand Elder Chen Tianyin\'s betrayal to Chen Fan\'s surprising emergence as a Qi Grandmaster, the tides of the battle had shifted many times.

Chen Fan single-handedly confronted five opponents, overwhelming them, defeating Tan Feng and the other Qi Grandmasters, and effortlessly killing the clan\'s traitor, Chen Tianyin.

Everyone thought Chen Clan would win this clash by relying on Chen Fan.

Yet, once again, the unexpected unfolded. The old patriarchs of the Tan and Liu clans, revealing themselves as Yuanfu realm powerhouses, stepped into the fray, shattering previous expectations.

This whole process was full of twists and turns, ups and downs, making the onlookers’ emotions rise and fall like the tide.

However, with Yuanfu realm experts joining the fight, the consensus was clear— the Chen Clan was done for.

Even if Chen Fan was unrivaled within the Qi Grandmaster realm and could face Yuanfu realm experts, he was definitely no match for them. After all, he would have to face two Yuanfu realm experts.

“Little bastard, let go of Yunlong, and I will give you a quick death. Otherwise, I have plenty of methods to make you wish for death!”

Tan Wanshan looked at Chen Fan with a fierce gaze. His gaze was sharp as a blade, trying to injure Chen Fan with it and save Tan Yunlong from his hands.

Yet, Chen Fan met his gaze unwaveringly, inflicting a stabbing pain on Tan Wanshan with his intense stare.

“Little bastard, let go of Yunlong and end yourself. That way, you can still save the rest of your Chen Clan. Otherwise, your Chen Clan will become a blood river with no survivors! If you don’t want your father and grandfather to die because of you, don’t make any mistakes!” Tan Feng said fiercely.

The Chen Clan had no hope of resistance against the formidable strength of the two patriarchs.

“Haha, little bastard, you never expected this, did you? My grandfather is already a Yuanfu realm powerhouse. Quickly let me go and kowtow to apologize if you don’t want to bring a disaster to your clan?” Tan Yunlong shouted. He was once fearful but grew arrogant upon seeing the old patriarchs.

Smack!

Chen Fan delivered a crisp slap to him and said indifferently, “Did you think they could save you? Well, since they’re here, I won’t kill you first. I’ll slaughter those old dogs first and teach you what despair means!”

“Little bastard, you’re courting death!”

Tan Wanshan and the others immediately flew into a rage when they saw Chen Fan slapping Tan Yunlong. They felt their prestige as Yuanfu realm experts was severely challenged.

Despite his rage, Tan Wanshan refrained from making any rash moves. After all, Tan Yunlong was still in Chen Fan\'s grasp.