The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 912-Jonathan stood amid the werewolves, a dumbfounded look on his face as they continued to drop like flies. Such is the power of Limitless Flying Blade!

As the one providing spiritual energy and Pryncyp to the flying sword, Jonathan was connected with it and could accurately control its trajectory.

What shocked him, however, was that he could no longer see where the sword was.

It was flying around too fast!

Anyone who had read Chanaean legends before would undoubtedly be familiar with flying swords.

All it took was a single thought from the cultivator, and he’d be able to fly the sword into armies to take down the heads of enemies.

It was a power many people wished they possessed, but alas, only cultivators would know the truth behind it.

In reality, flying swords weren’t as powerful as everyone had made them out to be.

Cultivators in Grandmaster Realm and above could release their spiritual sense and build a force field that expanded over tens of meters around themselves.

Once that was done, cultivators would then be able to manipulate the surrounding spiritual energy into any shape or form they desired.

Of course, that also meant they could control a flying sword within the force field instead of fighting with their bare fists.

Such a move might increase the attack range of the flying sword, but at the end of the day, control of it still depended on how skilled a cultivator was.

More importantly, expanding one’s force field to tens of meters was a massive drain on spiritual energy.

It was undeniable that controlling a weapon remotely with spiritual energy increased its effective attack range. However, the cultivator would also have to take time to alter the energy formation around him.

Even though the entire process wasn’t long, there would still be a delay, and a split-second hesitation during fights between elites could cost them their lives.

In short, using spiritual energy to control weapons was an utterly foolish move.

High-level cultivators would only deploy flying weapons when facing off against weaker counterparts or if they wanted to show off in front of mortals. Otherwise, there was just no practical advantage to it.

however, was a whole other

of the sword, he realized he couldn’t predict where

Jonathan was merely providing Heaven Sword with spiritual energy; he wasn’t the one

was on its own

returned to Jonathan and hovered around him

just as it brandished its claws, it was suddenly sliced in half by some peculiar

around him, Jonathan

but alas, they all dropped dead before they could even get close to

Pryncyp of Slaughter was draining fast, Jonathan morphed into an afterimage and zipped through the crowd of werewolves. “Keep

circled Jonathan, leaving a pile of dead, bloodied werewolves

turned out, the werewolves weren’t ordinary cultivators; they were all

a match for Heaven Sword, and they fell to the ground like

Heaven Sword single-handedly taking down hundreds of werewolves, Jonathan dodged

that point, the number of werewolves remaining in Charleigh’s army couldn’t have

battle had occurred, Chanaea, Remdik, and even the rest of the world would

gaze at the pack of wolves behind him,

minutes would suffice! Alas, time is not on my side. Ksana has gone after Charleigh, and I know she can fight him off for a while. However, I’m also sure he will eventually kill her if the situation drags on. Besides, these werewolves are, in a way, nothing more than lab-grown products or mass-produced items in factories. Charleigh, on the other hand, is the head

the forest, leaving the trees shaking violently

into the air

Boom!

and the blast rippled out hundreds

a hand seal and summoned

the arcane arrays attached to his feet, but they’d also grow in size with every step he took,

and dashed across the water without batting an

being a second slower, Ksana kept up with him by jumping across

a spell with his magic staff

staff touched the water’s surface ever so slightly, yet that was all it took to generate a

enough by pushing herself off the ice and into the air. The next second, she gripped her sword tight and swung it

began pouring out, a pale streak of sword energy shot into