Lord Of Martial Arts

Whoosh!

The black figure swiftly flashed and slashed Darren's arm.

"Wow, that was quick!"

Darren's arm dripped with blood from his freshly cut wound. He was able to dodge the beast's attack, but it still managed to slit his arm.

"Stop!"

When the black beast was about to attack Darren again, the young man stopped it.

"You bastard, how dare you sneak up on me?"

The young man, with the help of the black beast, was able to rest. However, at the moment, he was agitated and began to stare at Darren coldly.

He was confident with his own strength, and he did not expect a nobody to threaten him. He thought he was not well prepared for the fight yet and that was why Darren had an upper hand just now. Now that he was ready, he believed he would surely kill Darren.

Thus, in order to save face, he stopped the black beast.

"Howl!"

The black beast gave out a long and fierce howl.

"Go away! Leave him to me! I'm the young master of the Dark Tribe, and I don't need your help!" The black beast immediately retreated.

Darren was thrilled to encounter such an arrogant enemy. For him, their pride always got the best of them in battle.

Darren stepped forward and said with a look of contempt, "I will give you a chance to attack first."

"Bullshit! I don't need to attack first to kill such a nobody!" The young man got extremely agitated.

"Well, you were almost killed by my sword!" Darren sneered.

The teen was so annoyed that his face turned grim.

At that time, Darren took a few more steps forward and came near the young man.

"Lad, seize this opportunity. You may have a chance to survive if you attack first." Darren sneered.

"How dare you look down upon me!"

Swish!

Before the young man could finish his words, a sword flashed.

"You..." The young man was speechless. He did not expect Darren to pull another sneak attack.

Darren looked at the young man with a wry smile. In such a critical situation, attacking the enemy at the fastest speed was the key to survive.

Swish!

A line of blood appeared on the teen's abdomen.

"Despicable..." The teen's face turned pale and his lips got numb.

Swish! Swish! S

ies are coming!" Yusuf summoned all the strong men he brought.

More than ten people gathered around Yusuf.

"Wait, two are missing!" Yusuf counted and frowned upon the realization that those men were a lost cause.

After thinking for a while, Yusuf ordered, "Retreat! We can't stay here anymore!"

"Hold on, Patriarch Yusuf. Darren hasn't come yet," someone said.

"Don't worry about him. He'll follow," said Yusuf.

"Okay!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At that point, a formidable aura came upon them.

The immense ambiance appeared from all directions, and seemed to be extremely powerful.

"Bastards of the Primitive Tribe, where are you going?"

An old man with grey hair suddenly fell from the sky. His landing had resulted in a terrible impact that caused the earth to crumble.

"It's you, you old asshole! I dare you fight with me!" shouted Yusuf. Yusuf was worried deep inside, but he tried his best to be composed.

Meanwhile, Darren had gotten rid of the black beast and had hidden in a dark cave.

Although they were tens of kilometers apart, he could still feel the terrifying aura in the distance.

"Shit! The members of the Primitive Tribe are being surrounded." Darren sighed.

However, he could not join the battle because he was still so weak.

"I have just absorbed the Dark Force. If nothing goes wrong, I should be able to condense the Shura Force. If that happens, maybe I can help them!" Darren murmured.