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 all of

chill crept into Misalov’s heart. At that point,

warily, he then turned around in hopes of

sounded as the Heaven Sword sliced through the

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

The cut was precise, leaving no bumps or jaggedness. It all happened so fast that Misalov could barely react, falling straight

dare you hurt me? Salonius Corporation

his fists. His dark

the sword’s hilt while his piercing gaze fixed on the former. “Salonius Corporation? That company is nothing in my eyes. Has no one told you how your fellow Jetroinians ran like cowardly mutts when I kicked them out

could we, Jetroinians, be kicked out of here? They obviously left of their own volition, but you took credit for

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

he spoke, a loud rumbling sounded from outside. Dozens of black sedans immediately

Benson led his elite subordinates as they rushed to the

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

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 b*stards! Even if I die, I’m going to die

on dying, I shall grant your wish!” A grim look shrouded Benson’s face at that moment, the corner of his lips

men

a bloody battle. Still, no matter how good of a fighter he was, there was no way he could defeat all those

He was outnumbered.

sloppy in a long, high-intensity battle. No longer as alert, Logan got stabbed in the leg, and

over

hold them back any longer. Blood kept pouring down his calf, but he turned to look at Jonathan with only an

to continue fighting

cleaver from the ground and forced himself

soldier of Asura’s must

whoosh sounded in the

resounded in the air, rising above the sky and trembling the

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

with his Heaven

sharp blade. With every drop, the floor got stained into a