Upon noticing their movements, Jared swiped his hand through the air, and Dragonslayer Sword instantly materialized.
Following that, his body weaved through the crowd like a bolt of lightning.
Loud screams resounded in the air. The escaping disciples of Stormwind Sect had all perished at Jared's sword.
The Dragonslayer Sword was still dripping with blood when he returned.
Numerous martial artists regarded Jared with awe as admiration filled their gazes toward him. None of them dared to breathe in his presence.
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