Lord Of Martial Arts

Terrence was shocked and angry at the same time. As much as he could, he didn't want to give Darren a chance to breathe. He had a hunch that if this battle dragged on, his chance of survival would be greatly reduced.

Whoosh!

The corpse slave's power that he possessed turned into a gray light ball and darted towards Darren.

"Darren, take a rest for a while. Let me fight with him this time,"

Fernando shouted as he flew over.

Bang!

He immediately threw a punch at Terrence as soon as he got close to him.

Since Terrence had been seriously injured, his strength had also greatly weakened. Fernando might not be able to kill him, but he could still be hurt a lot. After striking several tentative blows, Fernando had finally figured out Terrence's current strength.

Terrence was panic-stricken. He desperately wanted to kill Fernando.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Thousands of claw shadows attacked Fernando in a row. Each of them had a majestic fiend power and corpse slave's power that made the void crack all over.

"Go to hell!"

Fernando shouted out loud. With the push of his fighting spirit, he launched thousands of punches in a row.

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rren dodged his attack, he would launch another one right away with force contradicting the force of his previous attack. This made his halberds slower. This was the reason why Darren could dodge his attacks with ease.

If Terrence was in his normal state of mind, he would have planned carefully before launching an attack, and Darren would be in great danger.

While Terrence was still chasing Darren, two people arrived in the void silently.

"Naylor, is that guy your chosen ally?"

"Alden, you sound like you are dissatisfied with him."

The two who had just arrived were Naylor and Alden, the legendary master of the bloodsucker race.

Alden was much older than Naylor. And it could be said that all the bloodlines of the bloodsucker race were inherited from him.

No one in this era knew that he was still alive, except Naylor. Even the Bloodsucker Ancestor didn't know about it.

"I'm not only dissatisfied. I am very dissatisfied. For me, he is just too weak,"

Alden said, shaking his head. He looked very young. But his face was pale as a sheet, his lips were jet-black, and he was sunken-eyed. He had the typical appearance of the bloodsucker race.