Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 386 Revenge

"What's going on?" The lean old man pulled on a disgruntled face.

The rule cultivator in purple did not respond, eyes fixed on Darren. "It's you, bastard. This is great! Itwas said that many grand warriors stand behind you, and that was why you were bold enough to killBryan. I suspected that you'd come here to take revenge, but I didn't expect that you'd come to seeme all by yourself," the rule cultivator laughed. "Well then, let me have the pleasure of killing youtoday!" The rule cultivator in the purple robe knew Bryan was killed by Darren. It frightened him somuch that he did not even dare to step out of his door. However, now that the enemy was aloneand practically at his doorstep, the cultivator was extremely delighted. He could not possibly passup on the opportunity to kill the lad.

If he had been by himself, the rule cultivator would probably be a little worried. But with his seniorapprentice, killing the bastard would definitely be a small piece of cake.

"I will avenge Elder Colin and the other elders today! So shut your mouth and get ready for yourdeath!" Darren bellowed, voice cold and sharp.

"Nonsense! Just you? Let me tell you the truth. Colin, the old bastard, committed suicide because hecouldn't stand the soul torture I implemented. Would you like me to try it on you?

With the assistance of my senior here, you won't stand a chance even if you are as strong as a grandwarrior. You're the one who should get ready to die!"

the rule cultivator in purple robe savagely said. With his senior's strong back-up, he seemed to fearnothing.

It happened in a flash.

Without saying any more words, Darren darted towards the rule cultivator, the clanging of knife andsword pervading the whole space.

"Humph!" the rule cultivator in purple robe snorted in displeasure. He then immediatelyimplemented a huge Shackle Rule on Darren while a light purple air shelter was simultaneouslyformed around him to help him withstand the lad's attack.

"Insignificant skill!" Darren roared out, his stare as cold as ice. He then shot out a streak of dark goldinternal force towards the rule cultivator.

The air shelter was immediately broken into pieces.

"Watch out!" The lean old man joined the battle.

The wind spear was imperceptible to the martial artists at a low level. Although Darren's spiritualattack was not as strong as the real rule cultivators, his Spirit Power was as good as that of thepurple-robed cultivator's, and so he could see the spears clearly. With a mere swipe of his swordand blade, Darren was able to easily destroy the wind spears.

Rule cultivators could be powerful in a fight because most of their tricks were strange and relied onstealth, making it impossible for martial artists to defend themselves effectively. However, in termsof fighting capacity, martial artists were more powerful.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were nine of Darren in total, destroying the numerous spears in a blink of an eye. They allstormed towards the rule cultivator in the purple robe.

All of the following events happened in an instant, too fast for the lean old man to respond.Surrounded by the dazzling light of the sword, the rule cultivator in the purple robe launched manyshields for self-defense, but it was useless. He was wounded badly.

"Your time is up!" All the eight avatars merged back into Darren's real body. He then simultaneouslyshot out two streaks of olive-black and dark gold internal forces.

"Supreme Earth Formation!" Numerous blood red runes burned through the rule cultivator's purplerobe. He could only withstand Darren's attack by burning the strength from his soul.

"Help me!" As he watched the enormous power coming towards him, the rule cultivator knew thenthat the Supreme Earth Formation would not stand against Darren's attack—it was an almostunstoppable force that one cannot go against. His face was colored in an ashy white hue as heshouted for help.

However, instead of coming to save his fellow apprentice, the lean old man turned around and fledinstead.

"I admit I have lost the battle, boy. There will be a time when I'll be able to kill you!" The lean oldman knew that to continue fighting would be a losing battle—he would only be defeated. He foundno need to save the rule cultivator at the cost of his own life. Besides, who knew what otherpowerful magic this young man was hiding under his sleeve? It was too dangerous to risk.

The lean man gave up on attempting to save the rule cultivator in the purple robe and got ready tomake his escape.

Boom!

The Earth Formation was destroyed by Darren's numerous swords. Every inch of skin and eachmeridian vessels of the rule cultivator were torn apart.

He fell from the air, full of pain and despair.

"Help me, brother.

You son of a bitch! How dare you! I did so much for you and now you repay me by abandoningme!"

The cultivator's eyes were fired up in pure hatred. He did not want to lose like this.

Darren knew the rule cultivator was already done for. He must then catch up with the lean old man.All the enemies must be eradicated. Darren was not that stupid to let a strong opponent just runaway. What if he called for strong reinforcements?

Darren zoomed towards the sky.

As he was flying, he made use of his Spirit Power to perform a thorough search.

"Shit, he's fast.” The smell of the lean old man became weaker and weaker by the second. Darrenneeded the Water Kylin's help.

"Go after him!" Darren ordered the Water Kylin.

"Right away, master!" Water Kylin went with the speed of a three-star grand warrior at the top levelA rule cultivator was nothing compared to him. His shadow disappeared swiftly, like a meteorgliding past the sky.