The Legendary Man

Chapter 450 Incapable Of Killing Me

“Is your company responsible for Josiah’s death?” Jonathan asked while glaring at Misalov, his eyes blazing with murderous fury.

He added, “Did your country’s people not tell you that you Jetroinian mutts have no right to behave insolently here on Chanaean grounds?”

“F*ck you! Who are you calling a mutt?” Misalov flew into a rage.

“No, you’re worse than a mutt!” Something flickered in Jonathan’s eyes just then. A frosty killing intent manifested in the space, making it seem like everything had frozen in time.

“Go to hell!” Misalov roared.

Suddenly, a deafening bang broke out as a golden bullet shot ahead.

The bullet seemed slow when described, but at that instant, it pierced through the air ferociously.

All one could see was Jonathan’s hand flicking. Then, the bullet punctured his palm, but it lost control immediately and flew upward to the ceiling.

“Kill him now!” Misalov thundered at the top of his lungs.

“Yes, sir!” The burly men in black did not waste a second after receiving the order. They whipped out their weapons and charged at Jonathan.

Whoosh!

A piercing sound filled the air as the Heaven Sword swung in one swift motion. Following that, the bodyguards fell one after the other onto the ground, blood gushing from their necks.

Jonathan held his sword, standing tall with overwhelming pride and dignity, just like he did when defending Chanaea in the past.

“Remember this for the rest of your life. Don’t ever parade around as you please here in Chanaea again! This country isn’t a place where you heinous Jetroinians can cause trouble!”

Those words struck fear in the wide-eyed Misalov. He gulped anxiously, knowing that those burly men were elites trained by Salonius Corporation. An ordinary person could never best them in combat.

Yet, none of them managed to resist Jonathan’s attack, and all of them had now turned into corpses.

At that point,

turned around in hopes of

whoosh sounded as the Heaven Sword sliced

noise resembled a roar from a bloodthirsty and starved dragon, the kind that one would hear in

there. The cut was precise, leaving no bumps or jaggedness. It

Salonius Corporation will never let you get away

fists. His

nothing in my eyes. Has no one told you how your fellow

own volition, but you took credit for

loud scoff came from Jonathan. He did not want to waste any

sounded from outside. Dozens of black sedans immediately drove

the head of the four prominent families, Benson led his elite subordinates as they rushed to

more of my time, Logan. Kneel and surrender right now because it’s your last chance. If you comply, perhaps I’ll even leave your corpse untouched!”

right?” asked a bloodied Logan. With a cleaver in hand and dead bodies surrounding him, he looked like a demon coming straight out of hell. “I, Logan Griffin, will only kneel to the gods

I shall grant your wish!” A grim look shrouded Benson’s face at

bulky men in black charged

good of a fighter he was, there was no way

He was outnumbered.

one would eventually become sloppy in a long, high-intensity battle. No longer as alert, Logan

a sudden, the group of bulky men swarmed over like piranhas that had gotten a whiff of tantalizing

hold them back any longer. Blood kept pouring down his calf, but he turned to look at Jonathan

continue fighting by your side in

he snatched the cleaver from the ground and

soldier of Asura’s must die with

a loud whoosh sounded in the

in the air, rising above the sky and

the blink of an eye, the blood-red Heaven Sword swept past and slit the throat of the man in black,

after, Jonathan strode over with his

blade. With every drop, the floor got stained into a gruesome