Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1567 - Fierce Battle with Young Master Poison

“Who is it? Show yourself!” roared Young Master Poison angrily, shaking the heavens.

Swish.

Suddenly, the sound of something cleaving through the wind rang out. The crowd turned to see a green silhouette approaching from a distance, resolving into a young man in green robes, his demonic sword in hand.

“It’s you!”

Towering killing intent instantly surged in Young Master Poison’s eyes when he saw Chen Fan. His ferocious beast-like aura immediately pressed toward Chen Fan.

“Who is he?”

“Green clothes, demonic sword... Could he be the Demonic Swordsman who's been causing a stir recently?”

“That’s right, it’s him. He’s the Demonic Swordsman!”

“The Demonic Swordsman has stepped in. Qi Dong is saved.”

“What’s going on? Why did Young Master Poison get so angry after seeing Demonic Swordsman? Is there some deep grudge between them?”

Countless gazes fell on Chen Fan. Some people quickly recognized his identity, as he had earned quite a name for himself in the last three months.

“Bastard, you finally showed yourself, and you actually had the guts to show your face, you abominable bastard!” Young Master Poison raged. Terrifying killing intent gathered in his eyes. “How dare you snatch my demonic sword! I’m going to tear you into pieces!”

Whoa!

Young Master Poison’s words immediately threw the nearby crowd into an uproar.

In a matter of moments, countless hushed discussions spread through the crowd. One pair of eyes after another settled on the demonic sword in Chen Fan’s hand.

“What? The Demonic Swordsman actually snatched Young Master Poison’s demonic sword?”

“The rumors did say that Young Master Poison lost a treasure because of Qi Dong’s intervention. It must have been the demonic sword, and someone else seized it. That’s the reason he joined forces with Young Master Flame to trap Qi Dong here.”

“So, the Demonic Swordsman snatched Young Master Poison’s treasure. How bold of him.”

“Look closely, that should be the demonic sword. It’s a high-grade immortal artifact, and it’s said to have already birthed a sword spirit. No wonder Young Master Poison is so enraged.”

“Your demonic sword?” The corner of Chen Fan’s lips curled up in mockery. “I don’t see your name anywhere on this. Or did it recognize you as its owner? How are you so thick-skinned, so shameless? Oh, right, a shark’s skin is thick to begin with. No wonder.”

“Ahhh!”

Chen Fan’s taunts nearly drove Young Master Poison insane. His face twisted with rage as terrifying waves of aura surged out from him, the pressure making heaven and earth quake.

“You damned cur, you snatched my demonic sword and even dared to insult me. I will skin you alive!”

Clang!

Chen Fan pointed his sword horizontally. An equally powerful aura swept out of him like a storm, colliding with Young Master Poison’s aura, rumbling thunderously. He said, “Spare me the nonsense. I’ve already taken a liking to that crocodile hide of yours. Once I skin you, I should be able to make at least two pairs of boots. I bet they’ll be very comfortable.”

“Ah, bastard, go to hell!” Young Master Poison was furious. Like a whirlwind, he rushed toward Chen Fan, his poisonous spear tearing through the air, thrusting down with a piercing whistle.

“Little poisonous insect, take this.”

Chen Fan showed no fear. His aura surged, and a black, icy light shot out from the demonic sword, slicing through the air as it collided with the spear.

Boom!

A terrifying force detonated in midair, blasting open a pocket of vacuum. Chen Fan and Young Master Poison were both forced back. Chen Fan retreated ten steps, while Young Master Poison stepped back only seven.

“Hahahaha, Young Master Poison, you’re not all that great!” Chen Fan laughed out loud.

Though their strengths differed, Chen Fan believed the difference was insignificant. It would not be easy for Young Master Poison to defeat him.

Young Master Poison’s expression turned extremely ugly; he had not expected Chen Fan to be this strong.

He was in the peak sixth-level Immortal Platform realm, and even experts in the same cultivation level were no match for him. Moreover, Chen Fan was merely at the fourth level. He could slaughter a group of such experts with a single strike, skewering them like meat on a spit. Yet now he had actually failed to overwhelm Chen Fan.

“What arrogance!”

Young Master Poison’s rage burned even fiercer. He stepped forward, charging toward Chen Fan like a cannonball, arriving in front of him in an instant. He thrust the poisonous spear out, piercing through the void. It was as if he were wielding the Grim Reaper’s weapon, seemingly capable of shattering the stars.

Chen Fan immediately felt an evil wind blowing against him. The poisonous spear’s tip emitted a horrifying light, countless laws intertwined, radiating terrifying fluctuations.

He quickly unleashed his attack, his sword trajectory twisting upward like an antelope’s horn as it clashed with Young Master Poison once again.

Clang!

A deafening clank of metal against metal rang out; dazzling sparks scattered across the air. Young Master Poison’s blow had sent Chen Fan flying.

“Die!” Young Master Poison pressed his advantage, charging forward like an army of thousands, his momentum unparalleled. His terrifying aura shrouded Chen Fan, his killing intent sweeping wildly.

“Hmph, Young Master Poison, I shall see how skilled you truly are today.”

Chen Fan took a deep breath. A sharp glint shone in his eyes. Layers of golden radiance erupted from him, as if an ancient golden god had descended into the world, and he slashed out horizontally.

In an instant, the two clashed fiercely, shattering the sky.

“Hiss, hiss.” The crowd sucked in breaths of cold air.

Countless thoughts surfaced among the many experts present.

Although Chen Fan, the Demonic Swordsman, had earned a name for himself in these lands recently, his fame was still clearly beneath that of long-established young master-level figures like Young Master Poison.

However, seeing that Chen Fan possessed strength on par with Young Master Poison, the hearts of the human experts swelled. All of them were incredibly excited.

“Say, who do you guys think will win?” asked someone in a low voice.

“I think... Young Master Poison. Although the Demonic Swordsman possesses extraordinary strength, Young Master Poison has long been renowned. His strength is deeply unfathomable. And just look at the current situation. The Demonic Swordsman is still at a disadvantage. Only other young master-level figures can contend against Young Master Poison. The Demonic Swordsman is still a bit below that level.”

“You’re right. If the Demonic Swordsman is given more time, he will definitely reach the level of the young masters, but he still falls slightly short for now. Still, the Demonic Swordsman is very powerful, and the key point is that he’s only in the fourth-level Immortal Platform realm. He’s definitely a peerless pride of heaven.”

“I wonder where the Demonic Swordsman comes from. He emerged all of a sudden like a comet. Unbelievable.”

The crowd fixed their attention on the furious battle between the two, their discussions buzzing nonstop, as if Qi Dong and Young Master Flame had completely slipped from their minds.