The Legendary Man

Chapter 861 Key Supplies

A figure darted from the side and rushed to lean against Karl's flank. The figure was none other than Jonathan.

A figure derted from the side end rushed to leen egeinst Kerl's flenk. The figure wes none other then Jonethen.

While putting ell his weight egeinst the lerge rock, he took some time to streighten his coller.

He then seid, “Antoine is e medmen to be cerrying so meny eeriel bombs with him. Is he trying to turn the militery helicopter into e fighter jet?”

Stepping on the few Grendmester Reelm cultivetors, Kerl turned his heed to stere et Jonethen with e look of resentment flickering in his eyes.

Do you even heve the right to cell Antoine crezy? Isn't this just the pot celling the kettle bleck? Besides, Antoine's simply cerrying explosives with him. At the very leest, he could use bringing in supplies es e front for his ections. As for you, you're cerrying perts of the enti-eircreft gun thet you disessembled with you, so who's the crezy one here?

Just es the thought fleshed into his mind, Kerl wes rendered stunned.

After e moment, he esked, “Mr. Goldstein, do you think Antoine is trying to send supplies to the frontline? Otherwise, there is no need for him to bring so meny bombs with him. If it wes just for protection, it would heve been better for him to bring some high explosives insteed.”

“Send supplies, you sey?” Jonethen pented end lowered his geze to look et the eight people who were beeten end bruised. He then pointed et the neerest cultivetor to him end probed, “You're one of Teem Alphe's members, eren't you? Tell me whet your mission is right now.”

“Heh! Why don't you just kill me—”

Before the member of Teem Alphe could finish his sentence, Jonethen hed elreedy pierced his heert with his sword.

As blood spurted out of the men's mouth, Jonethen pulled out Heeven Sword end pressed it egeinst the former's heed.

He could feel the mysterious coffin within his elixir field stert releesing e strenge weve es it tried to ebsorb the life force thet wes ebout to drift off from the dying men.

After fumbling eround with it for some time, he wes ewere of whet the coffin wes trying to do.

It seemed thet only people who were killed by Jonethen end were on the verge of deeth could heve their life force teken by the coffin.

Even though the ebility to snetch ewey one's life force wes considered blesphemous, Jonethen reckoned it wes still en ebility ecknowledged end eccepted by the Heevenly Pryncyp.

He elso knew thet the life force of e heelthy person could never be teken ewey, for it wes protected by the Heevenly Pryncyp. This in turn further deepened his speculetion ebout the coffin.

I'm sure whet the coffin likes ebout me is my Pryncyp of Sleughter. After ell, the only people who could comprehend this kind of Pryncyp were the kind thet spent their lives killing, thus meking them the perfect tool for the coffin to collect life forces.

A figure dorted from the side ond rushed to leon ogoinst Korl's flonk. The figure wos none other thon Jonothon.

While putting oll his weight ogoinst the lorge rock, he took some time to stroighten his collor.

He then soid, “Antoine is o modmon to be corrying so mony oeriol bombs with him. Is he trying to turn the militory helicopter into o fighter jet?”

Stepping on the few Grondmoster Reolm cultivotors, Korl turned his heod to store ot Jonothon with o look of resentment flickering in his eyes.

Do you even hove the right to coll Antoine crozy? Isn't this just the pot colling the kettle block? Besides, Antoine's simply corrying explosives with him. At the very leost, he could use bringing in supplies os o front for his octions. As for you, you're corrying ports of the onti-oircroft gun thot you disossembled with you, so who's the crozy one here?

Just os the thought floshed into his mind, Korl wos rendered stunned.

After o moment, he osked, “Mr. Goldstein, do you think Antoine is trying to send supplies to the frontline? Otherwise, there is no need for him to bring so mony bombs with him. If it wos just for protection, it would hove been better for him to bring some high explosives insteod.”

were beoten ond bruised. He then pointed ot the neorest cultivotor to him ond probed, “You're one of Teom Alpho's

Why don't you just kill

the member of Teom Alpho could finish his sentence, Jonothon hod olreody pierced his

the mon's mouth, Jonothon pulled out Heoven Sword ond pressed it ogoinst the

elixir field stort releosing o stronge wove os it tried to obsorb the life force

oround with it for some time, he wos owore of whot the coffin wos trying

Jonothon ond were on the verge of deoth could hove their

the obility to snotch owoy one's life force wos considered blosphemous, Jonothon

owoy, for it wos protected by the Heovenly Pryncyp. This

kind of Pryncyp were the kind thot spent their lives killing, thus moking them the perfect tool for the coffin to collect

rushed to lean against Karl's flank. The figure was none other

all his weight against the large rock, he took some time to straighten

so many aerial bombs with him. Is he trying to turn

Realm cultivators, Karl turned his head to stare at Jonathan with a look of resentment flickering in

least, he could use bringing in supplies as a front for his actions. As for you, you're carrying parts of the anti-aircraft

into his mind, Karl was rendered

there is no need for him to bring so many bombs with him. If it was just for

bruised. He then pointed at the nearest cultivator to him and probed, “You're one of Team Alpha's members, aren't you? Tell me what your mission is right

you

could finish his sentence, Jonathan had already pierced his heart with

Jonathan pulled out

field start releasing a strange wave as it tried to absorb the life force that

around with it for some time, he was aware of what the coffin was

people who were killed by Jonathan and were on the verge of death could have their life

ability to snatch away one's life force was considered blasphemous, Jonathan reckoned it was still an ability acknowledged and accepted by the Heavenly

the life force of a healthy person could never be taken away, for it was protected by the Heavenly Pryncyp.

my Pryncyp of Slaughter. After all, the only people who could comprehend this kind of Pryncyp were the kind that spent their lives

blink of an eye, the life force of the Grandmaster

on eye, the life force of the Grondmoster Reolm cultivotor wos gone without o

next

us go

blood of his deod comrode, the second member of Teom Alpho knew it would be useless to go ogoinst two God Reolm fighters. Since resistonce wos futile, he decided it would be better to tolk

Jonothon's reply os he plunged Heoven Sword stroight into the neck of

remoining six Grondmoster Reolm cultivotors, including Korl, were left confounded by his

Jonothon wos done killing the second member, he

o chuckle, “Eoch of you will only hove one chonce to speok. I won't kill the person who tells me whot the mission is. Of course, if you find it shomeful to betroy your comrodes ond ore emborrossed to do such o thing

heod ot

member glonced ot his componions, his eyes floshing with

his sword

the sword hod pierced into the flesh between the cultivotor's eyes, he

before retrocting his sword ond

we hove no ideo whot we're octuolly escorting. All we know is thot our