Lord Of Martial Arts

Horrifying energy waves burst out from the void. Darren and the ugly fiend faced each other head on.

Boom! Boom!

With a few earth-shattering explosions, a wisp of the force of control came over. Darren deflected it with his own power.

This didn't mean that the force of control was weak. It only meant that the fiend hadn't really become the controller yet. After she had mobilized the force of control, she only brought less than one thousandth of the power into play.

"Stupid brat! You are throwing a wrench in all our plans!"

the ugly fiend roared, sensing the danger that was to come. In her heart, she still believed that Darren was one of her kind. She believed that the only reason Darren wanted to kill her was because he wanted to take control of the relic and become the hero of the fiend race.

"You think too much. I'm a human. What makes you think I will let you get your own way?"

Darren sneered. In the blink of an eye, three Spiritual Flying Swords rushed out.

"Damn it! Go to hell!"

The ugly fiend was livid. Her fiendish aura surged fiercely, and she clawed at Darren desperately.

"Look, Darren is fighting with a fiend!"

Hearing the ruckus, the people who had left immediately returned.

Everyone realized that Sandy was actually a fiend.

"That's not good. That fiend is inheriting the force of control. Everyone, go and help Darren! We need to stop her!"

Eallard immediately called upon the others to give Darren assistance. Things weren't looking too good.

"Don't move."

Finley stood between them and stopped them.

"What are you doing? Go and save Darren!" Eallard stared at Finley.

"Are you stupid? That's a battlefield for warriors at the middle-level of the Celestial God Realm. If you go in there, you could die! Stay here. I'll help Darren," Finley said coldly.

He was right. The god's power that escaped from the battlefield was not something that Eallard and the others could easily bear. If they got in there, they would only cause Darren harm.

However, Finley was also very weak. How could he help him?

While Eallard was lost in thought, Finley rushed to Darren's aid.

"Finley, be care

ow-level of the Celestial God Realm without the force of control.

Finley continuously released his force of control to offset the fiend's force of control, rendering the fiend powerless.

Darren, on the other hand, fiercely attacked the fiend. He waved his mighty sword around, making the fiend fear for her life.

"Go to hell!"

Darren shouted coldly. The powerful blade skill of Blood Thirst blocked any means of escape for the fiend to use.

"No! I have already succeeded..."

The fiend's broken body trembled as she roared. She was unwilling to accept her defeat.

Bang!

Darren's blow landed on her, making her disintegrate into black mist.

The fiend died.

Crack! Crack!

Countless bolts of thunder suddenly appeared in the sky and shattered the other half of the force of control. The remaining half immediately poured itself into Finley's body.

Darren immediately retreated. He had been seriously injured, so he could no longer withstand the pressure of the force of control.

The others took turns healing Darren. They all awaited Finley's return.

After a long time had passed, the void was finally peaceful.

Finley's white clothes fluttered in the air as he flew over. He moved in a graceful, ethereal manner. People looked on at him in awe.

"Wow, Finley is so handsome!"

"I didn't expect that Finley could be so cool." Lindsay looked at him with a soft smile on her lips, her heart beating wildly.