The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 944-Jokovich sent out a punch, and Pryncyp of Strength poured forth.

Following the sound of an explosion, a crater several meters deep appeared in the ground beside Jonathan.

The golden light on him continued flickering, unaffected in the slightest.

Even a child could not have missed the target, let alone a God Realm cultivator, from a distance of fewer than three meters.

Jokovich glared at Vassily, whose hand was placed firmly around the former’s arm.

“You want Jonathan dead, but I need him alive!” Vassily said coldly. “The ripples conjured by your spiritual energy don’t look like it’s cultivation born by Holy Blood, Jokovich. Heed my advice: leave Sanctuary. It’s different now. You will not break through to Divine Realm even if you bring them Jonathan’s head. What your boss needs is prey, not a hunter like him. Do you understand?”

Vassily’s words caused Jokovich’s hand to tremble.

The next moment, however, Jokovich sent his fist straight toward Vassily’s elixir field.

Vassily moved, and Jokovich’s fist missed its mark. Before the latter could react, Vassily’s knee met his abdomen with a resounding thud.

Boom!

Jokovich was sent flying into a plane, leaving a large dent in its side.

Vassily was too quick. Though his cultivation level was only of Grandmaster Realm, he relied on superior combat experience and speed that was close to superhuman speed and could crush God Realm elites like Jonathan and Jokovich on technique alone.

Jokovich leaped down from the plane. Standing outside the airport terminal, he glared at Vassily coldly.

Having witnessed Jonathan bury the others, Jokovich abandoned the notion of tracking him down.

However, he was surprised to have found Jonathan in Ballachov with him.

Just when he was about to board his flight out of the city, Jokovich followed the ripples of spiritual energy and witnessed the battle between Jonathan and Vassily.

This is the perfect opportunity for me to rip his head!

the political climate within Sanctuary at present, he remained anxious about

that Jonathan is right here in front of me, I can finally rest

under the threat of death was that every elite cultivator

a pulp and was on the verge of death. Besides, he deflected my assault with the greatest of ease. I have to

gaze fixed on Jonathan, Jokovich’s Pryncyp

to face the consequences of your actions,” Jokovich declared coldly. Then, he thrust both hands

him seemed to solidify,

noticeable. Nevertheless, they had grown to be

both of Jokovich’s arms. By the look of it, the

“Die!” Jokovich roared.

cannon blast erupted through the ripples, filling the airport terminal with white

Boom!

within forty meters of the ripples

the airport terminal looked as if it had been sliced down in the middle by a

for breath outside the airport terminal, trying

you are now only a cultivator of Grandmaster Realm, Vassily. You cannot

Jokovich no longer held back. Streaking through the sky, a series

channeling his

dashed toward Vassily, becoming

former back. With a twist,

and thuds sounded in

collisions happened too

by

bore the marks of the combatants’ massive fists, leaving a radius of destruction in their

was so ferocious that it shattered everything it came

a move, the

would arrive and dissipate Jokovich’s Pryncyp before he

more impressively, Jokovich fought with both hands while Vassily was

of his speed

expending too much spiritual energy—a testament to his abilities