Lord Of Martial Arts

However, it was very difficult to kill more members of the Dark Tribe.

Everyone's strength was almost the same, but the Dark Tribe had more warriors.

"Ugh, it's so difficult." Darren sighed deeply.

The fierce battle lasted until the night. By then, three warriors from the Primitive Tribe were killed.

On the other hand, the Dark Tribe only had two casualties.

"Since they are greatly outnumbered, sooner or later the Primitive Tribe will all be killed. If that happens, the warriors of the Dark Tribe could corner Yusuf and kill him instantly. This is not good."

Meanwhile, Darren still hid from plain sight. The more he saw members of the Primitive Tribe die, the more he felt upset.

Finally, six hours later, all the warriors of the Primitive Tribe were killed. Only Yusuf had survived the furious attacks of the Dark Tribe.

"Brothers, let's kill Yusuf!"

Only three members of the Dark Tribe had fallen. The remaining members still had substantial fighting powers. Then, they gathered together and started attacking Yusuf from all directions.

Bang!

Yusuf was furious as he pounced on the Dark Tribe members with extreme ferocity.

He quickly shot out his cyan spear, and instantly killed one of their members.

"What? He's still alive? Finish him now!"

Dozens of people pulled back a couple of meters while releasing their powers to distract Yusuf, so that their patriarch Hayden could kill him soon.

Every time Yusuf wanted to rush out, Hayden would attack him so fiercely that he could not escape.

"Ahhh!" Yusuf bellowed in rage like a helpless wild beast.

Although Darren's Shura Force had been greatly improved, his cultivation base was still too low. If he had reached the Holy Realm, he could launch an attack to kill one or two warriors. However, he still had a long way to go in terms of his cultivation.

'Damn it!' Darren thought as he gritted his teeth.

"Hmm. Interesting."

A playful and familiar voice suddenly came from behind, which sent chills down Darren's spine.

Darren turned around and saw a smiling young man.

"It's you!"

ance.

"Cut the crap. You've only been practicing for a few months. Of course you're not a match for those warriors."

"Well… Master, how does the Shura Force compare with the Dark and Light Cultivation?" asked Yahya.

"The Shura Force is definitely so much stronger. That is why you have to collect more of the Dark Force as soon as possible!" the god's soul replied.

"Master, please help me and give me more god's power," Yahya said with a smile.

"I can't do that because I'm still a soul. You have to do it all by yourself. I will only help you when it's necessary. Don't rely on me all the time. Do you understand?"

"Yes, master."

He had always known that as long as his master was there, he would never be in real danger. Therefore, Yahya thought the battlefield was a good avenue to practice his skills.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

He turned into a black and white shadow, appearing among the crowd.

With the aid of the god's power, the wheel became invincible. The power of Double Cultivation made the warriors feel life-threatening.

The battle continued for a while, but when someone was careless, Yahya flashed by to take his life.

"Ha-ha, take that!" Then, he took out his Fortune Tripod in order to absorb the Dark Force.

Little did he know that Darren, who was not far away, had also released his assimilating power to obtain the remnants of the Dark Force.