Lord Of Martial Arts

"What an arrogant brat! Now let me see what you got, you filthy loser!"

Not long after, one of the black-robed men made a move. His majestic aura descended, and then he threw a punch at Darren that was aimed straight onto his chest.

As a result, Darren flew high up in the air. Then, he stretched out his right leg in preparation for a counterattack.

The fist and foot crashed with each other, causing the entire space to tremble due to the impact. Horrifying waves of energy spread out, destroying the ground. Storms of dust rose and spun for over thousands of kilometers.

Darren withdrew the minute the two of them collided, and so did the man in a black robe.

However, Darren's Archean power was not strong enough. After all, he was only a second-stage Heavenly Destiny Emperor.

Despite that, he managed to retain some of his physical defense. At that moment, luck was on his side as he had a pair of mysterious and powerful brassards and a metal leg protector to keep him safe. With those gears, he was certain that people would not be able to kill him.

"Such a strange guy!"

On the other hand, the man clad in black did not dare to make another move. Right at that moment, he knew that he could send Darren flying to the air with one solid punch. But when he put his fist to the test, he felt as if his fist hit a firm steel plate. Unexpectedly, he was the one sent flying away.

What was even more surprising was that Darren was now floating in the air leisurely without any injury.

"How can that happen? This guy must have some protective treasures with him. I gu

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ed after the other men and killed them one after another in the same way that he killed the first. Of course, the rest of the men tried to escape and resist, but they were just no match for Darren's strength.

"Die, you filthy scum!"

A badly injured man was cut in half by Darren.

"How dare you do this to us, you bastard! We are the servants of Dewey, the Heavenly Destiny Emperor. You will be destroyed if you dare kill us!" one of the men exclaimed in horror.

"Heavenly Destiny Emperor? That's nothing! Ha-ha! I'm not even afraid of a Sacred Sovereign!"

But Darren had already been furious ever since he was beaten by those men. To him, injuring them would not be enough to vent out his anger. He believed that killing them would be the best revenge.

Boom! Boom!

With one swift slash of his blade, he finally sliced the last man into two, killing him brutally.

The last body dropped on the ground, and that was the only time when Darren managed to calm himself down.

Afterwards, he flew back to meet Fernando.

"We can't stay here for too long, Fernando. Let's go quickly,"

Darren urged. In addition, he was fully aware that if he did not kill those men, a more powerful Heavenly Destiny Emperor would come over and make trouble. If that happened, he knew that he would surely be killed based on his current defense.

"You coward! How dare you set yourself against me?"

At the moment, a terrible pressure came down from the sky. From the depths of the wild clouds, a young man could be seen holding a long spear in his hand, releasing the overbearing aura.