Lord Of Martial Arts

"Ancestor!"

Hackett had thought that all hope was lost, but the sight of the figure in the sky lifted his spirits.

"Ancestor, this man has killed all of the other members from our Dragon Tiger Cliff. Teach him a lesson!"

Hackett roared, pointing at Darren.

"You bastard, how dare you slaughter the members of our Dragon Tiger Cliff? You must have thought the ancestors of the sect like me were dead? Well, guess what? We're still alive!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A huge palm strike loomed in the sky over all one hundred thousand disciples of the Celestial Sect.

"Fuck off!"

Darren snapped. His sword intent twisted in the air, turning into a storm.

Before the palm could fall on his people, both god's power attacks collided, shaking the earth and sky.

"He is not weak!"

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

When they saw the defensive attack that Darren had displayed, the three old men retreated, landing in front of Hackett.

They thought that was the extent of Darren's power. What they didn't know was that his attack had only contained a trace of god's power and sword intent, which was less than one ten-thousa

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flicked his finger.

A wisp of snow-white sword intent shot out and reached the sky in one second.

Bang!

The old man's body exploded upon contact. His blood rained down from the sky.

"What happened?"

"How could this brat be so powerful?"

"All he did was to flick his finger! How did that kill my master?"

The remaining two ancestors from the Dragon Tiger Cliff were frozen from their shock.

"Damn it! Run! The only safe place for us is the Dragon Abyss Sect!"

Feeling the urgency of the situation, the remaining two old men turned and rushed into the sky, trying to escape.

"Master, I thought you said that I could kill them?" Tyrone asked.

"I did, but I have seen your current strength. You might win a narrow victory against one of them, but if you were to fight all the three of them in succession, you will definitely lose. It will be a waste of our time."

"Okay. I understand." Tyrone had no reason to doubt Darren's judgment. He silently nodded his head.

"Okay. Everyone, I want you to go to the treasure house of the Dragon Tiger Cliff and take anything that you think might be useful."