Lord Of Martial Arts

Darren's sudden appearance had alerted the man in a red robe.

He could tell that Darren had a terrifying power. One of his subordinates was killed even if Darren didn't move at all. His subordinate that was killed was at the low-level of the Celestial God Realm. It only meant that Darren was at least at the top level of the Celestial God Realm.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you messing up my plan?" said the man in a red robe as he stood up and walked towards Darren.

"Get out of here right now. Otherwise, you will die," Darren said coldly. He didn't have time to talk any nonsense.

"Don't you know that I am the king within nine thousand kilometers? How dare you ruin my plan!" the man in a red robe shouted angrily.

As he roared, his aura was also revealed. Darren immediately sensed his aura and found out that he was a warrior at the low-level of the Superior God Realm.

No wonder he could only control the area within nine thousand kilometers.

In the past, Darren would never dare to provoke a warrior at this level. But now that he already had the strength to fight with them, he was not afraid anymore.

Besides, he brought two warriors at the top level of the Superior God Realm with him. The man in a red robe must be courting death.

Still ignoring the man in a red robe, Darren walked up to the middle-aged man and squatted down. "Sir, tell me the truth. Are you a member of the Chu clan?"

Although the disheartened middle-aged man's eyes were hidden under his messy hair, Darren had seen the cold light that flashed across them. However, the middle-aged man remained silent.

It seemed that he didn't care about anything at all.

When the middle-aged man didn't answer him, Darren gathered his bloodline aura and thrust it into the middle-aged man's body.

Buzz!

The middle-aged man's mind rumbled, and his blood boiled all over his body. It was the sound of bloodline resonance.

Whoosh!

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head. The drunken look on his face completely disappeared, but his eyes were as deep as a dark abyss.

"Who are you?" he asked Darren.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't spoken for a long time that his voice sounded a little vague. But Darren somehow understood his question.

"My name is Darren Chu. I am the patriarch of the Chu clan," he replied bluntly.

He was not afraid that his identity would be revealed to the man in a red robe. After all, he would make sure that the man in a red robe and his subordinates died.

The middle-aged man trembled upon hearing what Darren said. His lips opened and sh

again.

"Roland, I have some questions to ask you."

As the second generation of the Chu Clan, Darren thought that Roland Chu must know a lot about this place, so he had to ask him some details.

As a result, Darren and Roland Chu talked for several hours. After asking so many questions, Darren had finally figured out the real situation.

"Patriarch, the best way is to start from the Five Dangerous Areas. If we can establish our force there, the bandits will find it difficult to attack us," Roland Chu suggested.

"Can you take us there?" Darren asked. "And by the way, there is another very important thing. I'll tell you about it later."

"Yes, sir," replied Roland Chu. "But before we go, I want to get revenge first."

He looked at the blood on the ground with a sad expression on his face.

The waiter that was killed by the man in a red rode had accompanied him in this dilapidated tavern for thousands of years. And if it weren't for him, the young man wouldn't have died. He had to avenge the death of his companion.

"Okay, let's go. You lead the way."

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Darren and the others soared into the sky. Not long after, the mountain below them collapsed, burying thousands of bandits.

Feeling satisfied, Roland Chu led Darren and the others to continue. Several days later, they arrived at a transmission array.

Through the transmission array, they could get close to the Five Dangerous Areas.

It was a hexagram that could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people. They only needed to pay enough divine stones to get through it.

"Master, I can feel the aura of my clansmen."

It was Carthy's voice that suddenly resounded through Darren's small world.