The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 1015-At this moment, not only Jonathan was dumbfounded, but Xavion, who was protected by sword energy, was also completely stunned.

The power of these three treasures—Troop Summoner, Formation Crusher, and Hailstorm Fan— was immense, and this was an indisputable fact.

However, these three high-grade spiritual treasures were all divine weapons that used Pryncyp of Strength. Even in Joshua’s hands, their abilities were limited if he relied solely on spiritual energy when using them.

It was completely different from what was happening before their eyes.

As Xavion looked at the swirling snowflakes outside of the sword energy surrounding him, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

He had participated in the battle ten years ago when the Whitley family was besieged.

At that time, a Divine Realm elder of the Whitley family had used this same move with the Hailstorm Fan, and in just a few moments, more than ten God Realm experts and dozens of Grandmaster Realm experts from the respectable families had been reduced to mere blood mist.

But Joshua’s current methods were clearly not refined enough, or else he wouldn’t have been unable to break through Xavion’s sword energy protection.

Amidst the whirling snowstorm, an immense surge of spiritual energy blasted forth, accompanied by a thick, palpable killing intent that bore down directly on Xavion.

“Conceal the edge!”

As Xavion withdrew his sword intent, Joshua’s white down jacket was immediately marked with slashes after losing the protection.

A flurry of snowflakes resembling the wings of cicadas started hurtling toward Xavion from every direction.

Fortunately, despite retracting his sword intent, a protective green aura continued to shield the vital areas on his body.

As a result, numerous tiny cuts spewed a faint mist of blood, creating a visual of red and pink blossoms amid the snow that were encircling Xavion like a garden of flowers.

Amidst the snowflakes, Joshua suddenly appeared without any warning and struck at Xavion’s face with Formation Crusher.

“Heavenly Opening!” Xavion shouted coldly, and he thrusted his long sword forward without any fancy movements.

The black and green swords clashed against each other without any sound.

However, in the next moment, endless sword energy suddenly exploded.

Boom!

was Xavion, where snowflakes within a dozen-meter range vanished in a blink like popped soap

wide and dozens of meters long materialized in front of him amidst

somersaulted and was

panting, he cast a glance back at the spot where he once

if he hadn’t sensed the terrifying sword intent at the last

formed by Hailstorm Fan was utterly obliterated due to the spiritual energy imbalance provoked by the sword, resulting

pit and looked at Hayden, who had just emerged from behind the distant

were shocked by the brutality of the

mountainside within a hundred-meter radius was

air like razor-sharp blades, reducing the entire forest

ripped off to a depth of several feet, making the region

sword, the method he used

of him, a mountain range had been

in road construction, it would be a colossal loss for the road and bridge

Crack, crack…

fine cracking came

by Xavion. It shattered into fragments and reduced to scrap metal and scattered on

the blood off his cheek and carelessly flung the remaining

the Spirit Rejuvenating Pill

suit. The two had exhausted their spiritual energy

flooded Jonathan’s heart

his journey, he had

Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique, his cultivation level had always been leagues ahead of those at the same level

inherited the seed of Pryncyp of Slaughter from Ancient

and even in the West Region, he

fact that he could hold his ground and survive in the face of two such formidable cultivators was

was so far, Jonathan had never truly

he now realized that he had underestimated the

with Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique at his disposal, Jonathan found it challenging to execute such a potent technique without the help

eyebrows twitched slightly, and he could sense through his spiritual sense that Hayden, standing