The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 1280-The Terrifying Arrow

As the woman spoke, Eva’s gaze grew piercingly cold.

She looked down at the supposed envoy lying at her feet, bound up tightly by the long cord of the magical item.

Without hesitation, she let go of the sharp blade in her hand, driving it straight through the cultivator’s shoulder.

“Trying to play tricks in front of me, huh? You’re courting death!”

Eva stepped on the weapon, firmly pinning the envoy to the ground.

Right then, a streak of azure light flashed from the doorway and pierced through the space behind Eva.

Behind her, a white-haired elder clad in a pristine robe reached out and lightly tapped the glowing sphere.”

The azure orb shattered and dispersed, coalescing in mid-air to create a peculiar arcane array.

As the arcane array took shape, Finnley’s voice unexpectedly echoed from within. “I’m Finnley Salladay, and I’m currently with Wilbur. He wants to form an alliance with us. Let’s go.”

Eva turned her head to look at the old man.

“Grandpa, where’s Finnley? We’re just waiting for the two of them now. That brat is always a step behind…”

As Eva was speaking, she noticed the elderly man across from her had a murderous look in his eyes.

“Wilbur! You must have a death wish!”

The elder gazed at the arcane array in his hand, and with a surge of spiritual energy coursing through him, he forcefully lifted the entire roof of the room.

Eva had never seen her great-grandfather this furious before. She promptly gathered the nearly dissipated magic array into her hand.

Just one glance was all it took for her eyes to widen in astonishment.

and the others are

the remaining disciples of the Salladay

that it must be true, or else Gregory wouldn’t be this

had a rather

family and was renowned as the mightiest among the eight families, they

made numerous adjustments to guard against

addition of a second set of alterations to their

Finnley, the changes in the formation clearly indicated that he had already met

he transmitted was directed straight to Gregory. Finnley’s goal was clear—to lure Wilbur to Gregory’s side and let

bird’s cry pierced

looked up, only to see dozens

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Realm cultivators descended from the flying beasts, shattering chunks of bluestone upon landing. Slowly, everyone began to rise to their

save me!” the cultivator that was pinned to the ground by Eva

then raised her foot and

lodged in the cultivator’s shoulder was knocked down, cleaving off the envoy’s

of the decapitated body and sprayed onto Eva’s combat boots, staining them a vivid shade

vent. Before Wilbur arrives, you bunch of sc*mbags can serve

Eva dashed forward and kicked The Hundred

The Hundred Beasts spiraled into

“Attack!”

behind her, the figure

relentless stream of savage beasts burst forth from the scroll,

of the Salladay family wasted no time in dispatching the captured divine messengers. They then soared into the air one by one before seamlessly integrating themselves into

the center of the battle formation. With each

long for all seven cultivators from the Salladay

village, Wilbur was perched atop a rat, peering through a spyglass,

within a range of a few dozen kilometers. Once one of them strays too far, beyond

seeing a village, he exercised caution. Standing atop the mountain, he

was precisely this habit of caution that