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.

weaker counterparts or if they wanted to show off in front of mortals. Otherwise,

Sword, however, was a

sword, he realized he couldn't predict

providing Heaven Sword with spiritual energy; he wasn't the one

Sword was on its own killing

later, the sword returned to Jonathan and hovered around

it brandished its claws, it was

around him, Jonathan slowly

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

realizing that his Pryncyp of Slaughter was draining fast, Jonathan morphed into an afterimage and zipped through the crowd of werewolves. “Keep up with

the sword turned invisible and circled Jonathan, leaving a pile

cultivators; they were all elites who had

match for Heaven Sword, and they fell

down hundreds of werewolves, Jonathan

point, the number of werewolves remaining in Charleigh's army couldn't have exceeded five

a battle had occurred, Chanaea, Remdik,

at the pack of wolves behind him, Jonathan couldn't help but

wipe out this wolf pack if I had more time. Even just thirty minutes would suffice! Alas, time is not on my side. Ksana has gone after Charleigh, and I know she can fight him off for a while. However, I'm also sure he will eventually kill her if

continued sprinting through the forest, leaving the trees shaking violently behind

river in the distance, Ksana leaped into the air and swung her broken blade at the frozen water surface

Boom!

shattered almost immediately, and the blast rippled out

a hand seal

arrays attached to his feet, but they'd also grow in size with

dashed across the water without batting

kept up with him by jumping across the

Charleigh gestured a spell with his magic