Chapter 967 Asura

Flying dozens of meters later, he crashed onto the ground.

Yet, before Jonathan could clamber to his feet, a pair of boots appeared before him.

The long sword swung at Jonathan's neck.

As the bell chimed, the golden light flickered.

The bronze handbell's golden shield around Jonathan was pounded into the ground.

Blood was gushing out from Jonathan's mouth.

The only thing Jonathan could do was to continue to unleash his spiritual energy with difficulty.

The female cultivator icily looked at Jonathan before raising her foot to step on Jonathan's golden shield.

“How dare you destroy nine of our missile vehicles? Don't you know that I have to bear the responsibility for their destruction?”

Thump!

Her sword struck Jonathan's shield once more, causing it to flicker.

“And you call yourself Asura. You're more like a loser.”

Thump!

When the sword landed again, Jonathan's spiritual energy transmission was cut off.

The bronze handbell above his head kept shaking, and Jonathan tried to grab it, but just as he lifted his arm, the female cultivator raised her sword again.

“Break!”

With the furious bellow, the female cultivator shattered the golden shield.

sound came

was as if he was a flame of a candle

female cultivator

nine

of the blade meeting flesh

at her feet, she was taken aback. Jonathan was no longer anywhere to

was now stepping

were already cracking. Despite that, a faint hint of life

“Jonathan Goldstein!”

the coffin came from, she knew it had something to

longer, the female cultivator leaped and swung her

in that attack, but right as the blade swung downward, she retreated as if she had seen

same time, the Grandmaster Realm cultivators quickly gathered by

“Ma'am, what is that?”

possessed the ability to scan their surroundings with their spiritual sense,

one dared to approach the coffin that had appeared

the way Jonathan fought earlier, including the moves he used—the Earthly Escape to create quicksand pits, the restraints with the chessboard, and the flying

could guess his moves, and no one could tell

in the female cultivator's eyes had turned into

of her strength

as if she had struck a cloud when her sword came into contact with the coffin—the

It was something impossible.

her grip on her sword as beads of sweat rolled off the tip of

numerous challenges, and even those in Divine Realm must have

attack, but none could instantly

stare at the huge coffin in silence. Even though she knew that Jonathan was on

rippling white ground in a blank space, waiting

robes walked over to him,

vaguely sense a life force beside

instinctively but weakly opened his eyes to look at

finally meet,” the monk said with a soft

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