Lord Of Martial Arts

With the aid of the Holy Will, Darren felt that he became extremely powerful. The sword and blade intents he slightly released seemed to have the power to destroy the entire place.

"So, this is the feeling of owning the Holy Will?"

Darren lifted his chin and cried out. He felt he was so contemptuous of the whole world.

The pale green flame was burning furiously on Darren's body, to the point where it was almost like the flame on Isaac's body.

"Come on, Isaac!" Darren's voice echoed in the sky, and he vanished into thin air.

Overwhelming sword and blade intents swept over like a storm, covering the whole space.

Of course, when Gaston felt the formidable power of Darren's sword and blade intents, his entire body started trembling because of an intense force. He rolled over and backed up for a dozen kilometers. He spat a mouthful of blood and glared at Darren, who stood at the distance. How could the situation go against Gaston? No! He had to try hardest! He pursed his lips and lunged at Darren in fury. A red light was flowing on Gaston's bloody red sword, and his Fringe Holy Will was also increased to the extreme.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

After several rounds of strong attacks and dodging, he finally broke through the scope of Darren's sword and blade intents. He started taking deep breaths, and that was when his eyes landed on Isaac. Without thinking twice, he charged at Isaac first.

In his mind, it seemed that Isaac was an easier target than Darren.

"Do you really think I am a push-over?"

Isaac gritted his teeth. He moved his hands and streaks of extreme sword intent gushed out from Isaac's body and rushed at Gaston.

Intense energy covered the entire sky. The mountains trembled, and rivers swayed. It looked like the end of the world.

When Darren saw the two people fighting, of course, he did not watch them foolishly. He started forcing out his attack. A majestic olive-black force shot out toward Gaston.

His figure flashed again and again, and he rushed to Gaston as well. His sword and blade constantly cut through the sky in an ordinary but powerful trajectory.

Accompanied by a loud crash, streaks of multicolored light scattered.

The situation had reached a deadlock for a couple of minutes. As a result, Gaston was forced to retreat one step after another. He had no choice but to defend against them without a break.

"Gaston, weren't you very fierce? How about now? Show me your real power!" Isaac had been defeated earlier. Now that he could fight again, his hands itched to return the favor to Gaston. That was why he was trying his best to fight back.

"Don't be so arrogant. I will kill you two today!"

Gaston's thunderous roar made his throat dry. But he didn't care. He was crazy enough to kill the two people in front of him. His bloody red Fringe Holy Will started to burn and engulfed his bo

kept addressing Gaston as old loser was not because they looked down upon his strength, but because they thought that he had lived for thousands of years and had only reached this level. His talent was not good, and he had little potential in the future.

However, they all admitted that the present Gaston was qualified to fight against Ryan.

In the middle of the battlefield, Darren and Isaac beat Gaston to a pulp. Even his clothes were stained in blood.

"Kill that bastard! Kill him in one go!" With wounds all over his body, Isaac dashed towards Gaston and tried to kill him.

Gaston finally looked at Isaac with widened eyes. He supported his exhausted and wounded body with his sword and looked at his fellow apprentices from the sect. "Hey, please help me! I'm Gaston."

In a hurry, he shouted loudly, and his voice spread far away. He was like a wild dog running everywhere to dodge the attacks.

However, no one responded.

Swish!

Countless blade and sword shadows surrounded him. It left him no way to escape.

"Go to hell!"

Darren rushed in, and he divided his figure into eight avatars. Those forms slowly merged back into one rapidly, only to turn into a cyan light. It flashed forward and pierced through the abdomen of Gaston.

"Help, help!"

Instead of giving up at the last moment, Gaston still hoped that the three would come and save him. His eyelids were heavy, but he tilted his head only to look at Ryan and the other two with tears in his eyes

Unfortunately, he was doomed to be disappointed. Those three people gave him the cold shoulder and had no intention of helping him. Gaston finally lost all hopes of living.

Swish!

The cyan sword flew across his head and split it in half.

Bang!

The Holy Will in Gaston's body burst out, and his whole body turned into a blood mist.

"Assimilate." Darren would not forget to assimilate his martial arts talent.