Chapter 1237 The Duel (1/2)

Murphy narrowed his eyes. The sword intent flashed in his eyes.

”Darren, is this one from the Xiling Clan?”

”I think so. Who else would hunt me across thousands of kilometers away?” Darren replied. His face darkened at the thought.

”Humph! How dare he run around our sect so boldly? Come with me. I'll take his head for you!” Murphy exclaimed. The aura around him gradually changed. Darren could feel the intense murderous intent from him, and it scared him a bit.

With that, both of them flew out of the sect.

Their robes rustled in the air as they cruised along the wind.

Above the mountains, an old man with white hair floated. He had an arrogant face as he looked down below.

”Identify yourself! How dare you come here and run around wildly in our sect!” Murphy shouted.

He flew up to the sky and stopped midair. He was like a divine sword as he floated above. His formidable figure commanded attention and awe from everyone who was looking.

”Are you the leader of the Starry Sword Sect's branch, Murphy You?”

”Yes, I am. Now that you know who I am, get out of my sight!” Murphy shouted coldly.

”I respect you, Murphy. But it is only because you are connected to the Starry Sword Sect. Other than that, you are nothing but dirt on the bottom of my shoe.

Now, cut that crap. Just hand over Darren Chu and everything will be fine. Your relationship with the Starry Sword Sect doesn't matter in the Tussle Region. Believe me, you don't want to be in my way!” Caleb's face was cold and impassive as he said this. It seemed like he wasn't afraid of Murphy at all.

”You son of a bitch! How dare you offend the disciple of Lord Starry Sword? I'll take your head for that!”

Murphy was getting tired of all these talks. He clenched his hands tightly around his sword. Its blade gleamed with a faint red glow.