A Man Like None Other

However, given the current circumstances, Jared couldn’t simply turn and flee, especially with Montane Daemon still on the verge of a crucial breakthrough.

As Xavion launched his attack, Jared swiftly wielded the Dragonslayer Sword, slashing it towards Xavion. Instantly, the sword released countless streams of sword energy, tearing through the void and condensing into a storm of sword energy aimed directly at Xavion.

Xavion snorted coldly, and a surge of energy erupted from his body. This energy resembled the relentless waves of the vast ocean, crashing one after another!

Wave after wave of sword energy was directly repelled, and Jared’s sword strike was instantly neutralized. Undeterred, Jared followed up with his Sacred Light Fist.

At this point, Jared had almost depleted all his spiritual power, draconic energy, and even the nascence power within him. The only strength he could rely on was the physical power of his own body.

The Sacred Light Fist was the most suitable technique for this situation, utilizing the fundamental power of the body.

Golden light erupted from Jared’s fist, and countless fist shadows rained down like cannonballs towards Xavion!

Sacred Light Fist,

resorted to the strength of your physical body? Surely you don’t intend to defeat me with such primitive power, do

heartily, then concentrated his spiritual energy between his fingers. With a sudden jab, countless beams of spiritual light flickered, directly blocking Jared’s Sacred

wasn’t merely putting on a show; he possessed genuine strength. Witnessing Xavion’s arrogant

response, Jared suddenly bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence. The Dragonslayer Sword trembled violently, followed by a

his strength, he wouldn’t have reached the point of burning his blood essence. If Zelda hadn’t been

the Divine Bow, he was likely unable to draw it at present.

person’s talent will arouse the envy of others.” If Jared were to reveal too many of his

sword lights manifested behind Jared,

burning your blood

black mist rose from Xavion’s body, forming a colossal skeleton behind him, exuding a lethal intent. The myriad of sword lights enveloped

kept retreating, his face growing increasingly grim. Even by burning his

massive skull formed from the black

Dragonslayer Sword, his forehead covered in cold

“Jared…”

anxiety was in vain as members of the Demon Seal