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.

managed to resist Jonathan’s attack, and all of them had now turned into

point, he knew he had messed with the wrong

he then turned around

the Heaven Sword sliced through

resembled a roar from a bloodthirsty and starved dragon, the kind that

there. The cut was precise, leaving no bumps or jaggedness. It all happened

hurt me? Salonius Corporation will never let you get away with

fists. His dark

is nothing in my eyes. Has no one told you how your fellow Jetroinians ran like cowardly mutts when I kicked them out of Chanaea

left of their own volition, but you took credit for making them leave!” Even at a critical moment like this, Misalov insisted on his stubborn

scoff came from Jonathan. He did not want to waste any more time talking to

Dozens of black

Benson led

now because it’s your last chance. If you comply, perhaps

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, but not you

your wish!” A grim look shrouded Benson’s

bulky men in black charged

ready to fight a bloody battle. Still, no matter how good of a fighter he was, there was no way he could

He was outnumbered.

one would eventually become sloppy in a long, high-intensity battle. No longer as alert, Logan got stabbed in the leg, and his blood

men swarmed over like piranhas that had gotten a whiff

could not hold them back any longer. Blood kept pouring down his calf, but

like to continue fighting by your side

from the ground and forced himself to

of Asura’s

whoosh sounded

noise resounded in the air, rising

blood-red Heaven Sword swept past and slit the throat of the man in black, who ran toward

Jonathan strode over with

the Heaven Sword’s sharp blade. With every drop,