Lord Of Martial Arts

The skeleton general found himself wondering how this human in front of him could possibly get him out of his master's control. Was he telling the truth or a lie?

These thoughts had completely distracted him.

"Just relax. I'll be using my power to hit the laws on your body, so don't move," Darren said.

The skeleton general heeded Darren's words, knowing fully well that Darren couldn't hurt him with the forces derived from rules. In fact, even the Shura Force, which came from hell, couldn't be counted as a law force.

Suddenly, a loud explosion wrecked the area.

Darren's power began to surge wildly. It was like an uncontrollable torrent.

It shot out directly towards the skeleton general.

The skeleton general let his body go completely limp.

As he waited, however, something unexpected happened. The moment Darren's force approached the skeleton, it suddenly changed direction.

All the power rushed towards the skeleton general's sword instead.

This turn of events had caught the general off guard. He then realized that he couldn't put his sword back anymore.

There was another ominous rumble.

All the forces hammered violently against the sword, battering it from all sides.

Flashes of lightning fell upon the sword, disintegrating the bit of law in it.

Another explosion echoed in the air.

The impact broke the sword into several pieces from where the crack was.

Darren was blown away by the impact of the explosion. His body was flung far away and it was suddenly covered with bloody holes.

Taking advantage of the situation, Darren immediately retreated and activated his dragon blood aura. This made him transform into a giant dragon.

It was at this moment that the skeleton general realized he had been tricked. "You despicable human!" he shouted. His voice was hoarse.

"Die! I will kill you anyway!"

The sword, which had accompanied him through many battles and had killed countless powerful enemies, had been shattered! This infuriated the skeleton general beyond words.

This was almost similar to having lost a child.

That bastard!

The skeleton rushed towards Darren. His entire body was enveloped by a black fog.

"Skeleton, it's impossible for you to kill me now without that sword." Darren's voice rang out. It was as cold as ic

ious punch. This sent the skeleton general flying across the air until he crashed into a mountain.

"What a rare genius!" Kingsley licked his lips at the display of strength.

"Kingsley, what the hell are you doing here? You said it was for fighting the fiend and for the safety of human race. So, it was all a lie, right? You really are a despicable person!" Darren gritted his teeth as he tried to reign in his anger.

"Humph!"

Kingsley turned around with a snort.

"Do you really think you can defeat the first fiend ancestor with only a few six-tribulation senior holy warriors? You're too naive.

Let me tell you this, no one can defeat the fiend. Reviving my master is the only way to kill him. In fact, even Hiram the Great is no match for him."

"That's bullshit!" Darren's face darkened as he said, "Hiram the Great was able to cut the first fiend ancestor into pieces! That was how powerful he was! Your master has lied to you."

"Bastard!"

Kingsley turned around suddenly and shot a cold glare at Darren.

"My master was a great warrior from the Primitive Wilderness. He promised that once I resurrect him, he will help the human race kill the fiend, and all our problems will be solved. Everything I've done is for the sake of humanity. But nobody can understand that.

But don't worry. Your sacrifices won't go to waste. Your death will bring life to this world," Kingsley said. His eyes shone with passion.

"You really are stupid."

This time, it wasn't Darren who spoke up but the skeleton general.