He was the Sword Devil; how impressive was that!

Darryl was stunned when he heard that.

Ford was also surprised that Jewel had recognized him. He smiled coldly and said, "I did not expect people would still remember me after being trapped here for almost ten years."

Ford looked at Darryl closely. "Young man, when I used my sword just now, I could feel the pureness of your internal energy. It is different from the Four Major Sects. Who are you?"

Darryl took a deep breath. He could sense that?

That man had intimidating power.

As he thought about it, Darryl said, "I am just a nobody."

Just as Darryl said that, Jewel said proudly, "Mister is a great man. Not only is he powerful, but he can write poems too. Even the elder from the Artemis Sect lost to him.

"He is that powerful? He could not even defend my sword," Ford said coldly.

Darryl laughed; that was the truth. Even though the man was a cripple, he had scary power.

Ford did not want to deal with them any further; he glanced a