Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 608

They could reach a distance of more than a hundred kilometers in a matter of seconds.

Darren followed them closely behind.

"They are from the Tiger City!"

The three of them saw that there was nothing left of their tribes but ruins and felt resentment bubbling up in their hearts.

Riley was itching to exact revenge and wanted to fly over to fight but Darren stopped him.

"If you go now, you will die in vain."

Darren observed the fighting in the skies. The big man with a sledgehammer possessed the strength of a first-class law enforcer from the Sacred Palace while the three old men matched the strength of seven-star grand warriors at the middle level.

Now all three of the old men were badly beaten and injured.

"Johnson Zang, I have given you everything you have asked for! Now that you have killed him, what more could you still possibly want?"

one of the old men roared.

"Do you want to live? How dare you offend my son!" The big man showed no mercy and instead, he attacked with more ferocity.

The pressure from the attacks were almost too great for Riley and his other two companions to bear. They almost fell out of the sky as the fight ensued.

"Darren, we ask for you to lend us your strength."

The three companions knelt in the air simultaneously.

"Don't worry. I'll help you." Darren used his force to hold them up.

"Johnson! If you still do not choose to surrender, our ancestor will ensure your death once he appears!"

Johnson Zang chuckled. "That's funny. Are you really trying to frighten me, a Governor, who is unbothered by all this talk about ancestry? Even if your ancestor shows up, I will not be beaten. Go to hell!"

Yellow light began to radiate off of Johnson Zang's skin and with this, he placed his power into his sledgehammer and delivered a painful blow that knocked one of the old men down from the sky.

Johnson Zang chased the old man's fallen figure and raised his arm to drive his sledgehammer into the man's skull.

"Patriarch!" Abby's eyes brimmed with tears. If the hammer hit her patriarch, he would surely die.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang!

To Abby's surprise, the hammer didn't fall on the old man's head.

Instead, the hammer was blasted into the sky and it vanished.

Johnson Zang took a step back and looked down, in shock of what had happened.

From out of nowhere, a young man appeared. A powerful energy surrounded his body and the strength of his blade and sword intents was magnified. When Johnson's sledgehammer made contact with the young man's blade, the sledgehammer flew from the sheer force and Johnson Zang was left weakened.

"Who are you?"

Johnson Zang, reeling, shouted.

Darren did not pay any attention to him, but instead, turned his focus towards the old man.

Abby and the other two flew over.

"Are you all right?" She looked at the old man worriedly.

"Are you all right, sir?" The other two also looked in on them with great concern.

Their three tribes had a deep connection and were closely related to one another. In spite of all the trivial fights that they encountered, their bonds were deeply rooted.

"I'm fine. Who is this young man?"

Blood dripped out of the corner of the old man's mouth and he looked at Darren warily.

"His name is Darren. He is our new friend."

"Nice to meet you, Darren! Thank you for your help." The old man bowed his head towards Darren.

"You're welcome, sir." Considering that he was quite old and his status as patriarch, Darren decided to show respect to him despite his superior cultivation base.

"Boy, I advise you to mind your own business and go back to where you come from!" Johnson continued to yell at Darren from above.

Darren glanced up coldly towards Johnson. "Why must you kill all of these people? Are you not contented yet? You must leave."

"Screw them! Get out of here! I am the Governor from the Thousand Souls Tribe, and if you dare touch me, you are courting death!" Johnson Zang shouted at Darren. He was not intimidated by Darren any longer.

"I tried to be kind to you but you did not listen to me. It seems to me that you are itching for death. Now, I have no choice." Darren sneered.

"Bullshit! If you so much as put a scratch on me, I will kill your entire family."

Whoosh!

With a gust of wind, Darren disappeared.

When he appeared again, the power of his sword intent permeated the air.

"Ah!"

Johnson was overwhelmed by the power Darren emanated and knelt from his blade and sword intents, sweating profusely.