Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 787

It was difficult for them to advance through the space turbulent flows even though they were under Finley's protection.

"We're moving too slowly. Let me form a space passage." Finley reached forward and grabbed a piece of intact space with his hand. Then he used the Spatial Rule to make a path.

As a result, they moved faster.

However, they soon reached a patch where everything was blank, and the space path couldn't continue.

Despite the complication, they could still feel what was going on ahead.

"Mathew was seriously injured."

Thousands of kilometers away, Mathew's body bled profusely from the wounds he sustained. Even his killing sword intent had been shattered.

The Roc Demon Emperor hovered nearby. Only a few scars were visible on his left wing.

"Mathew, I admit that I underestimated you before."

After this battle, the Roc Demon Emperor no longer belittled Mathew. It was beyond his expectation that Mathew's strong killing sword intent could resist forty percent of his power.

He was a genius at the same level as Mathew and his brother. There was a huge gap between the senior Holy Realm and the inferior Holy Realm. Even so, Mathew had managed to hurt him. This was why he admired Mathew's Killing Cultivation.

"Why do you talk so much nonsense?"

Hanson took a step forward, and the dark gold internal force began to flow all over his body.

"Hanson, I used forty percent of my power to beat your brother. You've reached the Holy Realm with the Conflicting Cultivation. Even if your strength is a little higher than his, you can't defeat me.

We don't need a fight to prove that. After I defeat Kirk, I will kill all of you,"

the Roc Demon Emperor said coldly. The truth was that he was a little afraid of Hanson. More precisely, he was terrified of the black and white sword intent released by Hanson before.

As that sword intent could destroy everything, the Roc Demon Emperor feared it from the bottom of his soul.

"Hanson, he is right. Let me fight him to the death." Kirk flew to Hanson's side.

After thinking for a while, Hanson realized that his brother was severely injured and needed assistance. So, he decided not to get involved in the fight.

With that thought, Hanson retreated.

"Roc Demon Emperor, you think that I don't deserve to be ranked at the same level as you. I also believe that you shouldn't be at the same level as us. You're just a timid guy who hid and grew secretly,"

Kirk said coldly.

"Humph. So what? Hiding is an ability, too. If we can't find ways to survive and stand at the top level, all potential or talent is meaningless!

Look at you. You are neither human nor ghost. You don't even have a complete body. Why do you think that you can reach the top level? This is the end of your life."

A majestic demonic aura filled the air as the Roc Demon Emperor summoned ninety percent of his strength.

"Kirk, let me help you fight him," Yorick offered. He believed that Kirk was doomed when he felt the Roc Demon Emperor's aura.

"No need."

"Don't worry about moral principles when fighting a demon. Let's attack and kill him together."

Before Kirk could say anything, the elder, Yorick, took the initiative to launch an offensive against the Roc Demon Emperor.

Kirk frowned. If he didn't attack as well, then Yorick would be defeated. He had no choice but to join.

With that thought, he released his dragon blood aura that soon, covered the sky and the earth.

"High-level Perceptive Blade Skill!"

As Yorick was a senior member of the Blade Clan, this was his most powerful move since he became a senior holy warrior.

"Good timing!" the Roc Demon Emperor said as excitement coursed through him.

A huge blade shadow descended, accompanied by a breathtaking Holy Will.

While the Roc Demon Emperor stood proudly in the holy power, he stomped his feet and rushed toward Yorick at full speed, breaking the reintegrated void.

Dense mist permeated, and the demonic aura condensed into a light golden phantom that encased the Roc Demon Emperor.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He flipped his palms upward and instantly hit his target hundreds of thousands of times.

The huge blade shadow quivered before dense cracks appeared on its surface.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

"This is a battle that we cannot win. Only the strong can help us," Finley said after brief contemplation.

"Darren, do you remember the senior from the Mythological Palace?" he continued.

"Of course. What are you planning?"

"He left the palace before me. If I find him and use his Life True Rule to help them, perhaps there's a chance," Finley explained.

"That's a good idea. But how can you find him?" Darren was thrilled.

"When he left, he told me that he would return to where he was born. I know where he is. It will take me two hours to open a space passage to reach there," Finley said.

"Okay. Be quick." Darren knew that the old man from the Mythological Palace had previously been a farmer and that he was not interested in the chaos of killing. But, they were going to ask him to save warriors, not fight.

Finley levitated in the air after he wrapped Darren and Elsa in layers of space. Then, he disappeared.

"It's a pity that my Rule Soul Avatar broke through the rules to save me last time. If he appears now, the Roc Demon Emperor would be less difficult to deal with," Darren uttered as he continued to probe the situation ahead.

Boom.

The three figures continued to fight with all kinds of bombardment power.

As the massive dragon body moved around, Darren could see the several wounds on its body. Even the elder, Yorick was covered in injuries.

On the contrary, the Roc Demon Emperor was still intact, and his demonic aura was even more frightening.

"So fragile!" The Roc Demon Emperor turned into a beam of light and bombarded Kirk's body thousands of times.

Yorick sensed that the Roc Demon Emperor was ignoring him. His figure quietly disappeared, and as soon as he reappeared, he turned into a blade intent windstorm.

"Finally, I found a flaw." Yorick felt as though he was about to succeed with his sneak attack.

Buzz.

A wing swished through the air and swept past the blade intent windstorm.

Blood sprayed in the air like a fine mist. The attack crushed Yorick's bones, and he was thrown backward thousands of kilometers. He was lucky that Hanson caught him.

"He has retained a lot of power!" Yorick became frightened when he realized that his sneak attack had failed.