The Legendary Man

Chapter 912 Limitless Flying Blade

Jonathan stood amid the werewolves, a dumbfounded look on his face as they continued to drop like flies. Such is the power of Limitless Flying Blade!

As the one providing spiritual energy and Pryncyp to the flying sword, Jonathan was connected with it and could accurately control its trajectory.

What shocked him, however, was that he could no longer see where the sword was.

It was flying around too fast!

Anyone who had read Chanaean legends before would undoubtedly be familiar with flying swords.

All it took was a single thought from the cultivator, and he'd be able to fly the sword into armies to take down the heads of enemies.

It was a power many people wished they possessed, but alas, only cultivators would know the truth behind it.

In reality, flying swords weren't as powerful as everyone had made them out to be.

Cultivators in Grandmaster Realm and above could release their spiritual sense and build a force field that expanded over tens of meters around themselves.

Once that was done, cultivators would then be able to manipulate the surrounding spiritual energy into any shape or form they desired.

Of course, that also meant they could control a flying sword within the force field instead of fighting with their bare fists.

Such a move might increase the attack range of the flying sword, but at the end of the day, control of it still depended on how skilled a cultivator was.

More importantly, expanding one's force field to tens of meters was a massive drain on spiritual energy.

It was undeniable that controlling a weapon remotely with spiritual energy increased its effective attack range. However, the cultivator would also have to take time to alter the energy formation around him.

Even though the entire process wasn't long, there would still be a delay, and a split-second hesitation during fights between elites could cost them their lives.

In short, using spiritual energy to control weapons was an utterly foolish move.

against weaker counterparts or if they wanted

however, was

the sword, he realized

other words, Jonathan was merely providing Heaven Sword with spiritual energy; he wasn't

on

to Jonathan

leaped toward Jonathan's head, but just as it brandished its claws, it was suddenly

aura around him, Jonathan slowly took a

after another, but alas, they all dropped dead before they could

Pryncyp of Slaughter was draining fast, Jonathan morphed into an afterimage and zipped through the crowd of

sword turned invisible and circled Jonathan, leaving a pile of dead, bloodied werewolves

turned out, the werewolves weren't ordinary cultivators; they were all elites who had reached

and they fell to the ground like crumbled pieces of

single-handedly taking down hundreds of werewolves, Jonathan dodged them without breaking

number of werewolves remaining in Charleigh's army couldn't have exceeded

Chanaea, Remdik, and even the rest of the

using his spiritual sense to gaze at the pack of wolves behind

he will eventually kill her if the situation drags on. Besides, these werewolves are, in a way, nothing more than lab-grown products or mass-produced items in factories. Charleigh, on the

leaving the

the air

Boom!

shattered almost immediately, and the blast rippled out hundreds

Charleigh hurriedly made a hand seal and summoned two

arcane arrays attached to his feet, but they'd also grow in size with every step he took, allowing him to stand firmly on the

dashed across the water

kept up with him by jumping across the larger pieces of

with his magic