Lord Of Martial Arts

Darren was surprised. There was no fluctuation of sword intent or god's power in this sword attack, but it had incomparable penetrating power.

'Is it a return to the original nature of sword skill?' The thought flashed through Darren's mind.

Just then, wave after wave of pain swept over his body and soul.

Such agony swelled within Darren that it felt as though the sword had cut him into pieces.

"Darren!"

Fernando was stronger than Darren, and his battle power had increased significantly after the attachment of the Defiant Fiend Spirit. Concern reflected in his tone when he noticed Darren's situation.

But Jackson's strike was too powerful and fast. By the time Fernando defeated Tomson and rushed over to help, Darren's blood-red fiend body had already been destroyed.

"Go to hell!"

Fernando roared as grief and anger surged within him. He turned toward Jackson and unleashed his full Archean fighting spirit and fiend power.

"Watch out, Jackson!"

The dark-red blade and the dark-red divine sword flew forward in tandem to protect Jackson.

Bang!

A split second after a deafening explosion, the void cracked, and Jackson's body was thrown out. Fortunately, the resistance power of the two divine weapons saved Jackson from death.

Fernando had no time to check the extent of Jackson's injuries. Overwhelmed with concern for Darren, he flew toward him.

However, when he reached Darren's location, he found only broken bones and fiend blood scattered in the air.

"Oh, I'm not dead."

As soon as the blood mist

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de a move.

"You are so hopeless," Naylor said, disappointment evident in his tone.

His Defiant Fiend Spirit was powerful, but he lost another one. This angered and distressed him. Naylor only had a limited number of Defiant Fiend Spirits.

Of the ten Defiant Fiend Spirits he could summon, two had exploded in just a few hours. He was so upset that he wanted to tear Darren and the others.

"My disciples, where are you? I feel that you are in danger."

At this moment, an old voice echoed in the void.

"Ah, it's our master!"

The three disciples of the Blood Lineage Palace were overjoyed.

After this battle, their master finally realized that something was wrong!

"Master, help us!" Tomson shouted. A split second later, the hope that had surged within him was replaced by despair. His voice couldn't spread out.

"What should we do? If master can't hear us, then how will he help us?"

"Don't be afraid. Even if he doesn't get any response, he will understand that we are in danger. Considering our master's ability, he will find us in a few minutes!"

"Yes, yes! We will be saved."

When the old man's voice reverberated in the void, it caught Naylor's attention. If that person appeared now, all the effort he had put into absorbing the Nine-star Fiend Power would be in vain.

"Darren, inherit my Nine Fiendish Stars Formula, and kill them immediately." With no time to hesitate, Naylor decided that this was the best way forward. As soon as he gave Darren this command, a cultivation method flashed in Darren's mind.