Lord Of Martial Arts

Darren's blade shadows slashed down and Jensen released his god's power to defend himself.

The rule cultivators panicked at the sight of the spreading god's power, quickly using the defense law to protect themselves. Even still, some were injured from the impact and began spitting blood.

Dax was close by and was sent flying back through the air. Sharp pains surged all through his body. He had been seriously injured by the fluctuation of the god's power. He could hardly believe it; somehow this short man's strength was on par with Jensen's!

Only a few senior governors in the entire battlefield, other than the three kings and their own army, were capable of defeating Jensen.

Darren and Jensen fought fiercely, both fighting with almost all they had, but neither could do any serious damage to the other.

"Good boy! I'm impressed. You actually managed to withstand ninety percent of my attacks. But that matters little. Let's see how you withstand this!" Jensen growled, his face twisting menacingly.

As he spoke, a towering shadow loomed behind him.

It was dark, with two pairs of horns on its head, a long tail and a trident in its hand.

"Isn't that the Dark King?" the

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the battlefield, it's the survival of the fittest. Perhaps that's his reason," Darren added after thinking it over for a moment.

The purple mouse asked no more. He turned to Jensen and said, "Jensen, your arrogance has gotten the best of you. You cannot kill people from the Dragon Flame Army. You've broken the rule. If you insist on killing him, you should be aware that you cannot handle the consequences!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you telling me this guy is a subordinate of King Marlon?" Jensen asked, his face grim and disgusted.

The purple mouse cast an icy glance at him and responded, "Of course. He is the eighteenth soldier of the Dragon Flame Army. Are you sure you still want to kill him?"

"Damn it!" Jensen spat. 'No wonder this guy is so powerful. Turns out he's from the Dragon Flame Army!' he thought to himself.

He did not dare hurt him anymore.

'I should have killed him when I had the chance!' Jensen felt slightly regretful. The brat hadn't revealed his identity, it would not have been his fault if he had killed him. Now with the mouse present and him revealing who this short man was, it was improper to kill him. He could do nothing now.