Chapter 667 Kill The Elders (1/2)

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.