The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 450

Incapable Of Killing Me

“Is your company responsible for Josiah’s death?” Jonathan asked while glaring at Misalov, his eyes blazing with murderous fury.

He added, “Did your country’s people not tell you that you Jetroinian mutts have no right to behave insolently here on Chanaean grounds?”

“F*ck you! Who are you calling a mutt?” Misalov flew into a rage.

“No, you’re worse than a mutt!” Something flickered in Jonathan’s eyes just then. A frosty killing intent manifested in the space, making it seem like everything had frozen in time.

“Go to hell!” Misalov roared.

Suddenly, a deafening bang broke out as a golden bullet shot ahead.

The bullet seemed slow when described, but at that instant, it pierced through the air ferociously.

All one could see was Jonathan’s hand flicking. Then, the bullet punctured his palm, but it lost control immediately and flew upward to the ceiling.

“Kill him now!” Misalov thundered at the top of his lungs.

“Yes, sir!” The burly men in black did not waste a second after receiving the order. They whipped out their weapons and charged at Jonathan.

Whoosh!

A piercing sound filled the air as the Heaven Sword swung in one swift motion. Following that, the bodyguards fell one after the other onto the ground, blood gushing from their necks.

Jonathan held his sword, standing tall with overwhelming pride and dignity, just like he did when defending Chanaea in the past.

“Remember this for the rest of your life. Don’t ever parade around as you please here in Chanaea again! This country isn’t a place where you heinous Jetroinians can cause trouble!”

Those words struck fear in the wide-eyed Misalov. He gulped anxiously, knowing that those burly men were elites trained by Salonius Corporation. An ordinary person could never best them in combat.

attack, and

chill crept into Misalov’s heart. At that point, he knew he had messed with the

then turned around in hopes of

the Heaven Sword sliced through

a roar from a bloodthirsty and starved dragon, the kind that one would hear

off then and there. The cut was precise, leaving no bumps or jaggedness. It

Salonius Corporation

raising his fists. His

time, Jonathan’s finger remained coiled around the sword’s hilt while his piercing gaze fixed on the former. “Salonius Corporation? That company is nothing in my eyes. Has

They obviously left of their own volition, but you took

He did not want to waste any more time talking to

spoke, a loud rumbling sounded from outside. Dozens of black sedans immediately drove to the hotel, surrounding it and blocking off all access

the head of the four prominent families, Benson led his

any more of my time, Logan. Kneel and surrender right now because it’s your last chance. If you comply, perhaps I’ll even leave your corpse untouched!” Benson stood at the forefront

you say? Did I hear that right?” asked a bloodied Logan. With a cleaver in hand and dead bodies surrounding him, he looked like a demon coming straight out of hell. “I, Logan Griffin, will only kneel to the gods above and to Asura,

wish!” A grim look shrouded Benson’s face at that moment, the corner

men in

of a fighter he was, there was no

He was outnumbered.

one would eventually become sloppy in a long, high-intensity battle. No longer as

sudden, the group of bulky men swarmed over like

Blood kept pouring down his calf, but he turned

fighting by your

snatched the cleaver from the ground and

Asura’s

whoosh sounded

noise resounded in the air, rising above

eye, the blood-red Heaven Sword swept past and slit the throat of the

strode over with his Heaven

Sword’s sharp blade. With every drop,