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.

the others

words left the remaining disciples of the

must be true, or else

had a rather unique

was renowned as the mightiest among the eight families, they naturally harbored concerns about becoming the target of the

such, they made numerous adjustments to guard against

addition of a second set of alterations to their

message just relayed by Finnley, the changes in the formation clearly indicated that he had already met his

to Gregory. Finnley’s goal was clear—to lure Wilbur to Gregory’s side and

sharp bird’s

Salladay family looked up, only to see dozens of

Crack! Crack! Crack!

of God Realm cultivators descended from the flying beasts, shattering chunks of

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

the envoy, then raised her foot and firmly pressed it onto the back of the

cultivator’s shoulder was knocked down,

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

been itching for a fight with nowhere to vent.

Eva dashed forward and kicked The Hundred

her spiritual energy, The Hundred Beasts spiraled into

“Attack!”

her, the figure of a ferocious tiger tore through the confines

of moments, a relentless stream of savage beasts burst forth from the scroll, instantly transforming the previously pristine street into a

disciples 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

he stood at the center of the battle formation. With each strike, he sent a divine

seven cultivators from the Salladay family to completely overwhelm the dozens

the battle was ongoing, on the mountainside overlooking the village, Wilbur was perched atop a rat, peering through a spyglass,

the secret communication methods of the eight families are indeed mystical, they do have their limitations. These spells derived from Pryncyp could only detect individuals sharing the same bloodline within a range of a few dozen kilometers. Once one of them strays too far, beyond the reach of their kin’s aura, the spell will quickly dissipate, returning to the cosmos. The reason why Finnley’s spell could be

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

this habit of caution