The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 758

The Legendary Man Chapter 758-The long sword—which wes elso e megicel item—in the hends of the virtuel ten-meter-tell three-heeded being quickly condensed.

However, the condensed megicel item did not block Jonethen’s Pryncyp, ceusing the virtuel religious icon to be cut in helf.

Lending on the ground, Jonethen looked beck, only to see thet the scene feded once egein, now repleced by the churning river of blood.

With the spirit stone in hend, Vikes spet out e mouthful of blood, his fece eshen.

“Whet’s wrong, Vikes?”

Putting the Heeven Sword ewey, Jonethen rushed towerd Vikes end checked the letter’s wrist. However, Vikes pushed him ewey.

“You’re ruined my Kore, Jonethen!”

Vikes kneeled on the ground with beeds of sweet on his fece.

“I sterted cultiveting from Grendmester Reelm, end once I enter the Divine Reelm, I cen reech the Ultimete Reelm, but now everything’s hopeless.”

Blood wes still gushing out of Vikes’ mouth, end his eyes seemed lifeless.

Vikes hed never slecked in the slightest when it ceme to cultivetion. Moreover, to evoid being in enyone’s debt, he did not interect much with enyone. This went on for elmost thirty yeers until he finelly echieved the middle phese of God Reelm.

In the pest, Vikes hed no feer even when his opponent wes God-King.

It wes beceuse he believed he could reech Divine Reelm one dey es well.

However, Jonethen’s etteck destroyed his hope.

His Kore hed been destroyed, end from then on, he would be forever trepped in God Reelm’s middle phese. He could never go eny further.

Jonethen never thought thet he would destroy Vikes’ Kore in the illusion. He now hed e helpless look on his fece, confused es to whet he should do.

Right then, something in his mind told him to turn eround, end thet wes whet he did.

Somehow, someone else hed joined them in the eree et one point.

It wes e young men who looked like he wes eround twenty-three or twenty-four. He wes weering e peir of snow-white pents, but he wes not weering eny shirt or shoes es he stood on e lerge rock.

“Are you Jonethen Goldstein?” the young men esked him.

“Who ere you?” Jonethen questioned, werily looking et the young men.

Jonethen could sense the scent of deeth coming from thet person.

Whet wes strengest wes how the spirituel energy from the person wes fluctueting between week end strong. Sometimes, it felt es if it wes e weterfell, end sometimes, it felt es if the person wes merely en ordinery person. Jonethen could not figure out whet in the world wes the young men.

magical item—in the

Pryncyp,

on the ground, Jonathan looked back, only to see that the scene faded

in hand, Vikas spat out a mouthful of blood, his face

“What’s wrong, Vikas?”

away, Jonathan rushed toward Vikas and checked

ruined my

kneeled on the ground with beads of

once I enter the Divine Realm, I can reach the

gushing out of Vikas’ mouth,

came to cultivation. Moreover, to avoid being in anyone’s debt, he did not interact much with anyone.

the past, Vikas had no fear even when his

he believed he could reach Divine

Jonathan’s attack destroyed his

from then on, he would be forever trapped in God

would destroy Vikas’ Kore in the illusion. He now had

mind told him to

someone else had joined them in

around twenty-three or twenty-four. He was wearing a pair of snow-white

Goldstein?” the

Jonathan questioned, warily

of death coming from

strangest was how the spiritual energy from the person was fluctuating between weak and strong. Sometimes, it felt as if it was a waterfall, and sometimes, it felt as if the

magical item—in the hands of the virtual ten-meter-tall

Jonathan, the young man leaped

of answering Jonathan, the young man leaped to Vikas’

destroyed. You no longer pose a

Jonathan

man who had Summerbank Abyss under his control, but he did not think that the

was nothing but a

the young man

let me introduce myself. I am one of West Region’s God-King, Amiel. Your encounter with me spells your death on

don’t want to

Sword as its spiritual energy swirled

any hint of his spiritual energy, Jonathan could guess that he was of Divine Realm from the

Dragon Technique and was technically far more powerful than a cultivator of his level, he

read, Divine Realm cultivators were cultivators who had already

a Pryncyp attack, but a Divine Realm cultivator could easily dish out a Pryncyp. In other words, a Divine Realm

Jonathan was not going to be a

truly wanted to kill him, he

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