The Legendary Man

Chapter 944 Giving It All

Jokovich sent out a punch, and Pryncyp of Strength poured forth.

Following the sound of an explosion, a crater several meters deep appeared in the ground beside Jonathan.

The golden light on him continued flickering, unaffected in the slightest.

Even a child could not have missed the target, let alone a God Realm cultivator, from a distance of fewer than three meters.

Jokovich glared at Vassily, whose hand was placed firmly around the former's arm.

“You want Jonathan dead, but I need him alive!” Vassily said coldly. “The ripples conjured by your spiritual energy don't look like it's cultivation born by Holy Blood, Jokovich. Heed my advice: leave Sanctuary. It's different now. You will not break through to Divine Realm even if you bring them Jonathan's head. What your boss needs is prey, not a hunter like him. Do you understand?”

Vassily's words caused Jokovich's hand to tremble.

The next moment, however, Jokovich sent his fist straight toward Vassily's elixir field.

Vassily moved, and Jokovich's fist missed its mark. Before the latter could react, Vassily's knee met his abdomen with a resounding thud.

Boom!

Jokovich was sent flying into a plane, leaving a large dent in its side.

Vassily was too quick. Though his cultivation level was only of Grandmaster Realm, he relied on superior combat experience and speed that was close to superhuman speed and could crush God Realm elites like Jonathan and Jokovich on technique alone.

Jokovich leaped down from the plane. Standing outside the airport terminal, he glared at Vassily coldly.

Having witnessed Jonathan bury the others, Jokovich abandoned the notion of tracking him down.

However, he was surprised to have found Jonathan in Ballachov with him.

Just when he was about to board his flight out of the city, Jokovich followed the ripples of spiritual energy and witnessed the battle between Jonathan and Vassily.

opportunity for me to rip

pleased with the political climate within Sanctuary at present, he remained anxious about the danger of losing his life for

front of

to escape under the threat of death was that every elite cultivator in Remdik knew of the legendary

still able to beat Jonathan to a pulp and was on the verge of death. Besides,

gaze fixed on Jonathan, Jokovich's Pryncyp

fond of meddling, Mr. Vassily, be prepared to face the consequences of your

solidify, and waves of ripples poured

the ripples expanded slowly, barely noticeable. Nevertheless, they had grown to

arms.

“Die!” Jokovich roared.

the airport terminal with

Boom!

meters of the ripples

if it had been sliced down in the middle by a jagged

for breath outside the airport terminal, trying

only a cultivator of Grandmaster Realm, Vassily.

longer held back. Streaking through the sky, a series

channeling his

action, he dashed toward

the former back. With a twist, he disappeared

after another, bangs and thuds sounded in

figures' intermittent collisions happened too swiftly to be seen

by the battle

surrounding buildings, grounds, and planes bore the marks of the combatants' massive fists,

ferocious that it

a move, the former saw through his intent and intercepted it ahead

dissipate Jokovich's Pryncyp