Lord Of Martial Arts

Isaiah trembled with fear. He wanted to fall to his knees and beg for mercy.

"Have you forgotten that you are our leader? Show a little backbone!" snapped the rule cultivators beside him disdainfully.

"What good will backbone do me now? Will it save my life?" Isaiah said pitifully. He then knelt down and said with an innocent look on his face, "Masters, please spare me. I am truly not on their side."

"Not on their side? Do you think I'm an idiot?" Dax sneered back.

"It's true, I swear. I killed one of their leaders. I'm an imposter in their midst, pretending to be one of them so I can kill them all," Isaiah revealed through a shaky voice.

"Disgusting! In order to survive, you've turned your back on your companions. You are despicable. I want you out of my sight!" Jensen had no intention of letting him go and attacked with the dark god's power.

'I'm done for,' Isaiah thought, his heart sinking as he accepted his terrible fate. The god's power that was heading for him was much too powerful for him to hold off.

Whoosh!

Out of nowhere, a wave of blade god's power like no other appeared and crashed into the dark god's power.

Bang!

The entire Dark Tower rumbled and shook.

"Humph, so you finally made your move, little ant. Come here!" Thi

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ll your wish!" Darren responded smugly.

Clang! Clang!

The divine blade and sword returned to Darren's hands and their god's power circled around his body.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz...

The whistle of the blade and sword cutting the air echoed throughout the world, a sound so sharp everyone felt as though their souls had been pierced by them.

Jensen's face twisted angrily. When he felt the terrifying aura of the sword and blade, he realized that he'd underestimated his opponent.

The reason Darren's divine weapons were so powerful was because he had just absorbed the Power of Belief of more than twenty warriors, which greatly improved his strength.

"Kill!"

Darren charged ahead with his sword and blade in hand.

Slash!

Dark red blade shadows descended and merged into one, hacking at Jensen.

"What an insignificant skill!"

Jensen clenched his fists and summoned the dark god's power, swinging at Darren's divine blade.

"Wow, this martial artist is incredibly powerful!"

"I can't believe that he can contend with Jensen!"

The rule cultivators that remained were astounded when they felt Darren's strength; it was far beyond their imagination.

'Is Master Jensen going to lose?' Dax thought worriedly, watching the fight from the sideline.