Chapter 1237 The Duel

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.

"Don't be so arrogant, Murphy! I won't allow you to kill my friend!" a voice rang out.

Suddenly a dreadful pressure swooped down on them. A man slowly walked out from the void. He was dressed in a royal robe with an embroidered dragon on it.

Murphy felt his heart skip a beat upon seeing the man.

"Why is he here?"

"Sir, who is this man?" Darren could also feel the man's intense power. It reminded him of Lord Akbar.

"He's one of the three kings in the Ninth Precipitous Mountain. He's known as King Winfred. His strength is almost similar to th

Feng's orders?" Caleb said lightly.

"Well, let me be blunt with you. I respect the Lord Starry Sword as much as I respect Mr. Feng. Now that they are both involved, I won't interfere in this. You can handles things between yourselves. But if you have something else that needs my help, I will do my best."

Caleb's face turned somber and grave upon hearing this. He thought that King Winfred would be on his side when he mentioned Mr. Feng. He didn't expect him to retreat shamelessly and stay out of the matter.

Darren was protected by a swordsman at the low-level of the Celestial God Realm. If King Winfred didn't make a move now, Caleb would never have a chance of defeating Darren.

"Haha, Caleb. If you have any grudge against this young man, I propose it's time that you personally have a duel with him. I and Murphy wouldn't interfere so that everything will remain fair," King Winfred said out loud.

He didn't want to get caught up with the affair, but he couldn't wriggle his way out of it either. It might be a bad idea, but this was the only way he could watch the two parties fight without getting involved.

"Are you trying to stand up against the Lord Starry Sword, King Winfred? Darren is only in the Domain God Realm. Do you really want him to have a duel with this old guy? Meanwhile, you asked me not to intervene. Is that even possible?" Murphy sneered.

"Does it even matter, Murphy? I'm now officially proposing a duel between Darren and Caleb. It's a battle to the death.

Don't forget that I have a divine weapon. Realm-equalizing Arena!" King Winfred said.