No one could see clearly how he drew his sword.
The moment the Dragon-Slaying Sword was drawn, a purple sword light burst forth from the blade.
The sword light wasn’t long, only about three feet, refined to the extreme, with a dazzling purple light like a miniature sun.
There were no flashy moves, no complicated sword techniques, no earth-shattering phenomena—only a pure, condensed, and extremely fast purple blade of light.
The blade of light swept out.
When it touched the first layer of the barrier, it made no sound.
The golden holy light barrier seemed to have met the blazing sun and ice and snow, unable to withstand even a breath, silently dissolving away.
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