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.

no sound came out of his

of a candle in the storm, flickering and threatening to

the female cultivator slowly brought her sword closer

I'm sure I'll be forgiven for the destruction of those nine missile vehicles,” the female cultivator said with a sneer

the expected sensation of the blade meeting

feet, she was taken aback. Jonathan was

now stepping on a

were already cracking. Despite that, a faint hint of

“Jonathan Goldstein!”

coffin came from, she knew it

no longer, the female cultivator leaped and swung her sword

in that attack, but right as the blade swung downward,

same time, the Grandmaster Realm cultivators quickly gathered

“Ma'am, what is that?”

Realm cultivators possessed the ability to scan their surroundings with their spiritual sense, allowing them to perceive

dared to approach the coffin

Escape to create quicksand pits, the restraints with the chessboard, and the flying sword with

his moves, and no one could tell what the sudden appearance of the coffin

in the female cultivator's eyes had turned into

used all of her strength

had struck a cloud when her sword came into contact with the coffin—the second her blade touched the coffin, the power and spiritual energy of the

It was something impossible.

sword as beads of sweat rolled off

witnessed and overcome numerous challenges, and even those in Divine Realm must have encountered diverse situations

quite a number of cultivators who could resist her attack, but none could instantly absorb all of

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

Jonathan was lying on the rippling white ground in a blank space,

in white robes walked over

Jonathan could vaguely sense

instinctively but weakly opened his eyes

we finally meet,” the monk said with

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