Lord Of Martial Arts

The Roc Demon Emperor recalled his demonic aura and grabbed the killing sword intent with his hand. It was beyond everyone's expectation that he would absorb the killing sword intent with his body.

After a while, a streak of blood vitality surged under his skin, rushed out of his body, and dissipated.

"Your Killing Cultivation is impressive. I cannot claim it as mine," the Roc Demon Emperor stated calmly.

Darren gasped in admiration. The Roc Demon Emperor had neutralized Mathew's killing sword intent so easily. It was impossible to estimate his strength, but at least now Darren knew that the Roc Demon Emperor was stronger than the middle-aged man, Talcott.

"Roc Demon Emperor, how dare you?"

The old man stepped forward and stood in front of the Roc Demon Emperor. He released a tremendous amount of intense pressure toward the latter.

"Yorick Ye, since when can someone like you scold me?"

Demonic light flashed in the Roc Demon Emperor's eyes, and an intense demonic aura soared to the sky.

Darren's heart skipped a beat when he glanced at the Roc Demon Emperor. His figure seemed to be shrouded in a haze as if there were indistinct layers of space.

"Ah, this man is stronger than my Rule Soul Avatar." Darren sighed.

In the next moment, the wrinkles on Yorick Ye's forehead smoothened, and his face quivered.

Buzz.

When the intense Holy Will was withdrawn, Yorick's face relaxed a little. He took a few steps back.

"I said I wouldn't kill you today. That doesn't mean that you invite trouble! You know, I don't always keep my promises," the Roc Demon Emperor said indifferently.

Yorick Ye stood still and speechless as the stirring feeling in his internal organs had not settled yet.

"You are shameless, Roc Demon Emperor. Mathew and Hanson were in a great catastrophe, so their cultivation base hasn't increased in thousands of years. Don't you think it is ridiculous to fight them for the first rank on the list?" Although Darren was afraid of the Roc Demon Emperor's strength, he had to speak up.

"Darren is right, Roc Demon Emperor. You call yourself Emperor, however, you don't have the tolerance and courage of a holy emperor. Are you afraid that Mathew and Hanson will kill you after their cultivation base upgrades?" Finley chimed in, agreeing with what Darren had said.

"Are you using stupid human moral principles to dissuade me? Ha-ha, ha-ha!" The Roc Demon Emperor laughed as if he had heard a joke.

From his experience, the Roc Demon Emperor knew that human beings indulged in a lot of int

ell from the darkness, straight for Mathew's head.

Boom.

The rule currents converged from all directions and condensed into a killing abyss.

"Huh!"

The Roc Demon Emperor, Kirk, and Yorick retreated ten thousand feet.

"Killing power pouring in!" Mathew roared.

Talcott, who had retreated the furthest, was terrified.

Darren and the others, who were hundreds of thousands of kilometers away from the void, were a little anxious.

"Lord Donald, do you think that Mathew and Hanson will return safely?" Elsa asked. Worry laced her voice as she spoke.

"I don't know much about the Roc Demon Emperor's strength, but Kirk's appearance and his power surprised me. Now that his cultivation base has reached a shockingly high level, perhaps he can protect Mathew and Hanson," Lord Donald stated.

"Kirk's aura is more intense than before. I believe he is as powerful as the Purple-crystal King back then. Mathew and Hanson will be fine since Kirk is there.

What's more, Mathew and Hanson aren't as weak as we think," Darren said.

"Why are we standing so far away? We're worrying ourselves for no reason. Let's take a closer look." Finley wanted to watch their battle.

"Okay, we can watch from a safe place." Darren agreed with Finley.

"You'd better not go, Darren. Except for Finley, no one can bear the dissipated power from their battle," Lord Donald cautioned.

"It's okay. I will regret it if I don't watch this battle.

Ramon and the others, please continue to heal Lord Donald and Auberon. I'll go and watch the battle with Finley."

"Yes, sir," Ramon and the others replied in unison.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh.

Three figures flew into the air, including Elsa.