Lord Of Martial Arts

The old man extended his hands, turning the palms so that they faced each other. Moments later, god's power started to pass back and forth between his palms.

"Now, I'm going to kill you!"

the old man yelled, pushing his hands forward and releasing the power. It traveled fast, covering a distance of fifty kilometers.

The violent god's power made the mountain collapse, and even the arrays that were created by the Red Demon Clan tremble.

Darren watched the old man carefully. He was strong like Darren had initially thought, but his attack speed was not very fast. If Darren wanted to dodge his palm attack, he could do it.

However, he didn't dodge it. He stood still and calmly stared at the old man's attack.

Clang!

Suddenly, several sword intents emerged and floated in front of Darren's forehead.

"Out."

When Darren opened his eyes, the sword intents flew forward and met the god's power in mid-air.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

The impact caused the sky and the earth to crack down the middle. The sound of shaking and crashing came from the area with arrays and spread

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rong! The armor is made from powdered dragon bones and some scrap metal. Why are you lying? Do you think you can trick me?"

"What?"

The old man was beyond surprised. Who on earth was this guy? How did he find out what his armor had been made from? The "scrap metal" Darren mentioned was actually the hardest meteoric iron.

"So what? You still can't break it. In the end, you will die!" the old man snapped back.

"Really? Let's see what is more powerful, your rubbish armor or my dragon power," Darren said, sneering.

Before the old man had enough time to comprehend what he had said, purple mist shrouded Darren's right arm. Suddenly, an ear-piercing growl filled the air.

"Roar!"

When the old man heard the dragon roar, he trembled from head to toe. The sound had belonged to a genuine dragon!

"It's impossible. He must be using an illusion!"

The old man desperately tried to convince himself that the young man couldn't possibly have the aura of a dragon. It must be his illusion!

The purple mist left Darren's right arm and condensed into a long body in the sky.