Lord Of Martial Arts

"So, do you regret it now?" Merle asked after a moment of silence. An impish smile was plastered on his face.

"Regret what? For allowing you to appear in this world?" Killing intent filled Darren's eyes.

"No. You should regret being so arrogant. Because of your arrogance, you will completely be wiped out in this world," Merle replied.

"Indeed, you are different. The Rule Soul Avatar has never felt that I am superior to any of you," Darren sneered.

"That is because he is a coward. He is not capable of breaking through the restraints of the Avatar Law, so he just does everything that you tell him to do," Merle roared angrily.

"Ha-ha! You're talking so much nonsense, Merle. Let's not waste any more time.

Let's begin the fight!"

Darren's purple robe fluttered in the air as he rose from the ground.

His body was like a sword that shot into the void. He could only perfectly display his strength in a wider space.

Killing intent also surged from Merle's eyes. He slowly raised his head, looked at the void, and chased after Darren into the sky.

All

void, a huge ditch spread out and attacked at an extremely fast speed.

The blade and sword collided with the dark axe in the broken void again.

But it was extremely quiet. It was weird.

There was no impact when the blade and sword collided with the dark axe. Merle had also felt that his dark axe was not stopped by any power. He got a little flustered.

"What kind of attack did he make? Did it penetrate my dark axe?" All of a sudden, Merle felt a strong sense of danger.

However, three seconds had already passed, but no power had attacked him.

Boom! Boom!

An unparalleled dark gold god's power suddenly burst out behind Merle.

'Damn it! I was fooled. His sword attack was the most ordinary one,' he thought inwardly.

He just realized that Darren was really cunning. Darren had actually used the most ordinary sword strike to affect his judgment.

Despite his rage, Merle still had to deal with the terrifying dark gold god's power coming from behind him. If he resisted it head-on, he would definitely be seriously injured. Or worse, he would die.