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.

perfect opportunity for

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

front of me, I can finally rest easy after

the threat of death was that every elite cultivator in

the verge of death. Besides, he deflected my assault with the greatest of ease. I

Jonathan,

of meddling, Mr. Vassily, be prepared to face the consequences of your actions,” Jokovich declared coldly. Then, he thrust both

him seemed to solidify, and

slowly, barely noticeable. Nevertheless, they had grown to be dozens of meters

poured forth from both of Jokovich's arms. By the look of

“Die!” Jokovich roared.

erupted through the ripples, filling the airport terminal with white smog through

Boom!

within forty meters of the

terminal looked as if it had been sliced down

for breath outside the airport terminal,

prestige, you are now only a cultivator of Grandmaster

held back. Streaking

was channeling his

dashed toward Vassily, becoming invisible in his

former back. With

after another, bangs and thuds sounded

figures' intermittent collisions happened too swiftly

on by the battle was

buildings, grounds, and planes bore the marks of the combatants' massive fists, leaving a radius of destruction

ferocious that it shattered

Jokovich made a move, the

Jokovich's Pryncyp before he could