Lord Of Martial Arts

The Blue Flower Demon pulled Darren closer and intended to bite his head off.

He could already imagine the happiness he would feel when he tasted the delicious flavor of fresh meat.

Boom!

A beam of black light accompanied by infinite sword intent soared into the sky.

A breath later, the vines binding Darren exploded.

"Damn it!"

the Blue Flower Demon muttered as astonishment coursed through him. Unwilling to let his prey escape, he quickly gathered his vines to attack Darren again.

However, Darren had already planned his attack. In an instant, his body flashed and appeared in front of the Blue Flower Demon.

A sword strike! And a blade strike!

His sword and blade attacks rushed forward in tandem and besieged the Blue Flower Demon from two directions.

"You are too naive, stupid human!"

Just as Darren's sword and blade ambush neared their target, the Blue Flower Demon calmed down and became fearless.

Shoop! Shoop! Shoop!

Several tentacles popped out from the Blue Flower Demon's pistil and instantly enveloped himself.

When Darren's sword and blade attack fell on this shield made of tentacles, they only cut several inches deep. The Blue Flower Demon himself was unharmed.

"Gosh!" Darren's eyes widened with shock. He hadn't expected the demon to have such a strong defense.

The instinctive urge to flee surged within Darren, but he stood his ground. He knew that once he moved away from the Blue Flower Demon, the demon would feel safe enough to release his vines and mobilize them to capture him.

If that happened, the demon would not fall for Darren's tricks, and he would eat him instead.

"Master Murphy, hurry up! Break the shackles and help me kill this creature!"

Darren could not think of any other method with which to wake his companion. Murphy was injured, and he hoped that Murphy's mind would awaken when he shouted through his spiritual voice.

In a semi-comatose state, Murphy sobered up when Darren's spiritual voice hit his soul.

As soon as he returned to his senses, he felt severe itching all over his body again. It was so unbearable that he gritted his teeth to the point where he felt they would break.

"Howl!"

Murphy roared like a beast as tremendous sword intent poured out from every pore in his body.

Although it sliced through his flesh, the sword intent also tore through the vines that had imprisoned him.

"Go to hell!"

Murphy emitted such an intense aura at this point that Darren felt as though he was enveloped in infinite darkness. Never before had he seen Murphy this cruel and fierce!

Bang!

The intense sword intent that had condensed into a hundred thousand swords instantly fell on

ew his sword and lunged at Murphy.

Clang!

Murphy lifted his palm so that Darren could target it. But, as soon as the sword touched him, Murphy drew back.

"Boy, your sword intent is powerful enough to penetrate my skin," Murphy sighed.

"That's not bad. Ha-ha! Master Murphy, have you figured out the effect of the divine pattern?" Darren asked eagerly. He couldn't contain his curiosity anymore.

"Yes, I have." As he spoke, Murphy lifted his sword and drew a few deep lines on his palm. Brilliant red drops oozed from the cuts. Before Darren could object, Murphy removed the flesh on his palm that had touched the sword.

Such an action astonished Darren.

"It's too itchy. I don't want to suffer this kind of pain again." Murphy shuddered visibly as he recalled the agony he felt when the Blue Flower Demon's toxin had overwhelmed his senses earlier.

"Do you mean the effect of my new divine pattern contains the itchy toxin?"

"Yes, it's the same as the Blue Flower Demon's toxin, just weaker."

"Ha-ha, great!" Darren was delighted. Now, when he encountered an enemy and wounded them, the enemy would suffer severe and unbearable itching that would reduce their combat capacity significantly.

Since he had experienced it, Darren knew that others would be unable to handle it as well.

"Let's go, Master Murphy. We need to find information about Miss Freda's whereabouts."

After that, Darren and Murphy began walking. Soon, they left the purple forest.

The two saw a castle in the distance, which they recognized to be the Gambling King's residence.

"We need to be careful. After we sneak in, we'll look for a chance," Murphy cautioned. He was much calmer now.

"I understand," Darren replied.

Then, they concealed themselves and headed toward the castle.