The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 1147-The sword glows fell lightly onto Jonathan’s Divine Chessboard, yet one of the light balls was already packed with sufficient force to send the Divine Chessboard flying out from Jonathan’s grip.

The massive impact caused Jonathan to cough up blood, shattering the spirit shield set up by Wulfgar as he flew backward.

“Jonathan!”

Although their relationship was based on mutual benefit, Joshua still exclaimed the moment he saw Jonathan was injured.

A magical rope that resembled a spirit snake shot out and wrapped itself around Jonathan’s waist, stabilizing him.

“Hold onto him!”

After the spirit shield conjured by Wulfgar had been destroyed, Joshua’s and Hayden’s speed exponentially decreased.

Joshua tossed the magical rope to Hayden, called forth Hailstorm Fan, and swung it above his head with all his might.

Crack!

A bolt of lightning that illuminated the night sky flashed, and the moisture around the valley rapidly condensed, forming a thin layer of mist in no time.

As Joshua and his party moved closer to the portal of the small world, the mist swiftly thickened. It had become so dense within a few seconds that one could no longer see their outstretched hand.

Joshua put away the fan and took out Formation Crusher, brandishing it nine times, setting up nine formations that could disrupt a cultivator’s spiritual sense on the way forward.

“Let’s go!”

Having not yet recovered the spiritual energy he had exhausted from summoning Wulfgar earlier, Joshua expended more of his spiritual energy, causing his face to turn ashen.

Needless to say, cultivators from respectable families would never allow the trio to enter the small world so easily.

Although they didn’t know what method Wulfgar had used to seal himself within Troop Summoner, those cultivators who had mastered the Pryncyp of Strength could clearly sense Wulfgar was on the verge of collapse despite his complete spiritual sense.

Not everyone could conceal their presence from the law of nature as well as Seboxia did.

At that moment, the tribulation cloud had fully formed. Even if everyone fled and avoided the fight, Wulfgar would eventually be obliterated by Lightning Tribulation.

Their priority at that instant was to stop Joshua from entering the small world.

Even though members of the respectable families knew Joshua had come to Doveston to search for treasures and guessed the small world was what Joshua was looking for, they had merely speculated that he possessed only information about the opening of the small world in the near future.

They did not link the Whitley family to the small world.

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tha spirit

“Jonathan!”

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shot out and wrappad itsalf around Jonathan’s waist,

“Hold onto him!”

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tossad tha magical ropa to Haydan, callad forth Hailstorm Fan, and swung it abova his haad with

Crack!

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“Lat’s go!”

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allow

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avaryona could concaal thair prasanca from tha law of natura as

if avaryona flad and avoidad

instant was to

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tha Whitlay family to tha

the Whitley family’s origin, how could

stir some trouble, those members of the

happening was slim, they figured it was better for them to play safe

Joshua’s direction. Even if he had tried his best to obscure himself from the crowd’s vision and spiritual sense, where else could he run and

when he

his right arm, hurling the long

hand, his body

endless spiritual energy

long sword thrown by

“Break!”

sword could no longer

wave, those sword fragments, which were even hard to detect with spiritual sense, were engulfed

of the Divine

peaks around the valley exploded in unison

if they

to sever many Pryncyps again in midair with a swing of his sword,

long sword flew toward him and into his