Lord Of Martial Arts

"Catch him!" bellowed the leader of the horde, a mutant-like man with black scales.

Several people immediately ran towards Darren, their sharp bone knives glinting in their hands.

There was a sharp buzzing sound as the space around them trembled.

Numerous sword shadows shot out from around Darren. The blazing light of god's power illuminated this underground world, as though it was a bright land of ice and snow.

With a series of loud explosions, the black mutants trying to attack Darren were blown up in midair, reduced to a mist of blood and fragments of blood and muscle.

"What the hell?" shouted the leader. To himself he thought, 'How is this possible?'

The sight of Darren's power terrified him.

How could this young intruder be so powerful?

The old man heard what was happening. He opened his eyes in surprise.

The young man was exceptionally powerful, but his attack was weird and unlike anything the old man had seen before.

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f numerous sharp swords.

The giants roared, crazy with rage and pain.

Heedless of the injury to themselves, they kept on pounding the ground, intending to smash it open and expose Darren. But he was nowhere in sight, while their fists were mutilated by the blades.

'This young man is exceptional, ' thought the old man. 'Is he a rule cultivator of heaven and earth? No, he can't be. I don't believe it.'

Yet, as he watched the battle between Darren and their transformed descendants, he was overwhelmed by shock and awe.

Before the young man came here, he had never imagined that there was somebody who would be able to fight against the transformed descendants.

Still, he knew that the battle was far from over.

Darren was truly powerful, and he moved with an incomparable speed. But he was outnumbered, and might be worn down eventually. All it would take was for the giant demon gods to land a single blow, and Darren would die for sure.