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 hands of

Pryncyp, causing the virtual religious icon

looked back, only to see that the scene faded once

hand, Vikas spat out a mouthful of blood,

“What’s wrong, Vikas?”

toward Vikas and

my

on the ground with

Realm, and once I enter the Divine

was still gushing out of Vikas’ mouth, and his

slightest when it came to cultivation. Moreover, to avoid being in anyone’s debt, he did not interact much with anyone. This went on for almost thirty years

Vikas had no fear even when

he could reach Divine Realm one day as

Jonathan’s attack

would be forever trapped

that he would destroy Vikas’ Kore in the illusion. He now had a helpless look on his face, confused as to what

mind told him to turn around, and that was what

had joined them

pair of snow-white pants, but he was not wearing

the young

are you?” Jonathan questioned, warily looking at

scent of death coming

fluctuating between weak and strong. Sometimes, it felt as if it was a waterfall, and sometimes, it felt as if the

sword—which was also a magical item—in the hands of

Jonathan, the young man

of answering Jonathan, the young man leaped to Vikas’

Divine Realm was you, but alas, your Kore has been destroyed. You no longer pose a threat to me. Initially, I thought

Jonathan queried in

not think that the place he was at had anything to do with

nothing but a

hearing Jonathan’s words, the

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

if I don’t want to

Sword as its spiritual energy

though the young man did not display any hint of his spiritual energy, Jonathan could guess that he was of Divine

God Realm. Although he had Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique and was technically far more powerful than a cultivator of his level, he was still

Realm cultivators were

he had to channel a Pryncyp attack, but a Divine Realm cultivator could easily dish

to be a sitting

truly wanted to kill him, he was going to fight

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