Lord Of Martial Arts

Darren's eyes went wide when he saw a domineering sword intent that rushed toward them.

Isaac's brows snapped together, and his lips pursed when he noticed the sword intent. Both of their robes fluttered as if they were standing in a windstorm.

"Darren, you run first!"

With a low shout, the extreme sword intent rushed out of Isaac's body and was on par with Gaston's domineering sword intent.

Darren frowned. The two types of extreme sword intent made the blade and sword cores in his body began to tremble. He felt a sharp pain in his elixir field by it, especially the blade core, and one of his hands subconsciously gripped the robes around his abdomen.

"Be careful, Isaac! You must run away if you get a chance!"

At first, Darren didn't think about running away. He squeezed his eyes shut and focused on extending the limits of his energy. Unfortunately, the pain in his belly increased, making his body tremble. Gaston's power was too high! Even if he and Isaac fought against the person together, they would fail for sure. His lips tightened in a thin line at the thought.

And he might be a burden to Isaac. Therefore, Darren decided to leave first.

"If I die in this battle, you need to flee with the disciples of the three tribes." Isaac sent a massage to Darren.

Darren and Isaac had planned to come here to fight, but they didn't expect that they were in a life and death crisis. Sadness clouded Darren's features.

"I got it."

Darren thought about using his teleportation skill to escape. Just as he raised his hands, a cold voice echoed in his ears, and he froze.

"Do you want to escape?"

Gaston threw out a sword toward Darren. The sword intent, which was rolling like a cloud, caused countless space ripples.

At the same time, Darren mobilized his dark gold internal force to resist Gaston's attack.

The dark gold internal force and Gaston's domineering sword intent exploded in midair, which seemed to tear apart the sky.

"Good boy. I can't believe you have such a powerful skill. I can't let you go!"

In a blink of an eye, Gaston had tracked for several hundred kilometers and came closer to Darren.

"Your opponent is me!"

Isaac screamed at the top of his lungs and increased the power of his attack. An extreme sword intent hit in front of Gaston and blocked his way.

"Well, let me kill you first!"

Although Gaston was a little bit better than Isaac in terms of power, Isaac was not an opponent to be underestimated.

Gaston's brows snapped together, and his focus went to defending himself in an instant. Gaston's Fringe Holy Will was stronger than Isaac's, but they were both overwhelming in terms of sword skills.

Gaston and Isaac sometimes disappeared and sometimes flashed, making the void vibrate ceaselessly.

"Well, it's time for you to have a taste of my Invincible Holy Will."

The corner of Gaston's mouth lifted, and he released red flames from his body. The intense pressure was too much for Isaac to handle, and he started taking a f

t a doubt."

Darren found it more and more challenging to fight against the four clay figurines. Just as he was about to throw another attack, his eyes landed on the sedan chair.

"Maybe only by killing the thing inside the sedan chair, I can escape from death."

Darren's figure flashed and rushed to the sedan chair. He used all his skills at the same time.

The dark gold internal force, the olive-black force, and the blade and sword intents rushed to the sedan chair like the sea waves.

"I made it!"

Darren's shoulders relaxed, and his eyes brightened when he saw his attacks were hitting at the sedan chair.

Boom!

Darren heard a blast, and he closed his eyes because of the light that emerged due to the attack. When he opened his eyes again, he was stunned.

He couldn't see a scratch on the sedan chair. In fact, he felt there was an invisible wall that had protected it. His attacks smashed one after another in the air.

At the same time, the sedan chair kept trembling, and the door curtain was opened by a clay figure's hand.

Darren felt something cold and dark coming towards him.

His face turned pale. He couldn't even hurt the sedan chair with all his skills. If something came out, he probably had no power to fight back.

The figure in the sedan chair stepped into the void.

It was a clay figurine who was about the same height as an average person with armor on the body. A gray chain was wrapped around the hand of the clay figurine.

Darren took a few steps back.

He had always seen small clay figurines just looked like a child all the time, and this was the first time that he had seen a clay figurine of a normal person's size. His jaw tightened. The clay figurine must be much more powerful than a small clay figurine.

The big clay figurine seemed to have a similar stretched smile and cold eyes as others.

Darren didn't get enough time to wonder when the armored clay figurine threw out one end of the gray chain in his hand and shot towards Darren.