Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 667

Darren made a gesture to ask Hobson to dodge. He gritted his teeth and flew up to Ivan.

Bang!

Darren swung across his palm with all his might to evade the attack of Ivan.

The impact made Darren fly back hundreds of feet. Ivan, with an evil grin, didn't move one bit.

The result was surprising to everyone. They hadn't expected Darren to resist the attack without getting a single scratch on his body.

'That guy's physical strength is only a little weaker than the elder's?' everyone wondered secretly.

One should know that Ivan was a powerful martial artist who had comprehended eighty percent of the Fringe Holy Will. Even if his strength was suppressed, his physical strength and power were still there.

"You are just so-so." Darren shot a cold glance at Ivan.

The physical strength he had displayed had decreased because of his current human body. If he had a chance to turn into a dragon, Ivan would have been the one to retreat hundreds of feet! Darren could even have hurt Ivan with just one blow!

"Chief Elder, let me go help Elder Ivan," another elder of the Dragon Chasing Sect requested anxiously.

"Bullshit!" the Chief Elder snorted. "Do you want to go and dishonor our sect?" His cold eyes swept towards Darren and Ivan. The scene only made him more furious. He wanted to rush in himself, but he had to hold himself back. In the end, the Chief Elder could only settle with sending a sharp glare at Darren.

Why?

The reason was simple. It was disgraceful enough for the sect to have two disciples who insulted the elders. Wouldn't it be more ridiculous if they couldn't take care of such disobedient disciples after sending more elders?

Therefore, as the Chief Elder, who was in high position and dignity, he didn't allow anyone to help Ivan at all.

"You are right, Chief Elder. Elder Ivan is strong enough to kill that little bastard. I just worry too much." The elder bowed his head, but didn't wish to make a move anymore.

Darren rushed towards Ivan first.

The sword and blade intents were frantically surging.

"It's you!"

Realization dawned on Ivan when he felt the blade and sword intents. He had fought a weak disciple with this skill before. Ivan frowned and swept a glance at Daren.

"Yeah, it's me. So what?"

"Go to hell!" Ivan barred his teeth and rushed at Darren.

He activated his Fringe Holy Will. It flooded towards Darren like a torrent.

Darren scoffed, and a dark gold internal force exploded from his body. It collided with Ivan's Fringe Holy Will.

Even though Darren was confident about his attack, he knew that his combined force was not as powerful as Ivan's Fringe Holy Will. In fact, it was still a bit weaker than Ivan's sixty percent Fringe Holy Will. Since Darren's sword and blade intents hadn't entered the extreme level yet, the power of the integrated dark gold internal force was also limited.

Besides, his dark gold internal force had been suppressed and weakened by the owner of the golden hand. Otherwise, the real strength of his dark gold internal force would have blown Ivan into pieces.

After fighting for a quarter of an hour, Darren's attack methods were used up.

Still, it was enough to shock Ivan. It was unknown to Ivan before the fight how powerful and cunning Darren was in reality. Darren even had skills that were strange but powerful. Ivan's strength was suppressed, so if Darren chose to run away, Ivan couldn't catch him at all, which would be a disgrace to his sect.

Ivan pursed his lips and decided to double his effort at attacking Darren.

The Fringe Holy Will was constantly bursting, and the radiant light rushed straight into the sky. The scene became bright enough for everyone to squint their eyes. Some even covered their eyes and relied on their ears to know what was happening.

Roar!

Darren gave a roar, and everyone was covered with the aura of dragon and fiend.

"What?"

"What the hell? He turned into a dragon!"

The jaws of the so-called strong martial artists were about to fall on the ground after seeing the huge dragon.

They could not help but shiver as they sensed the evil and cold aura around the dragon.

"I see. He is from the Dragon Blood Clan!"

"The Dragon Blood Clan? Wasn't there a sinner of that clan who had been expelled here tens of thousands of years ago? He had already died!"

"Humph! This guy is sure to be his descendant!"

The disciples from the Divine Mountain Sect discussed heatedly. The scene in front of them was similar to the legend of a person who once called himself the Dragon Blood Clan tens of thousands of years ago.

"What is the Dragon Blood Clan?" The elders of other sects began to inquire.