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.

lips parted, but no sound came

as if he was a flame of a candle in the storm, flickering and

female cultivator slowly

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

of the blade meeting

taken aback. Jonathan

now stepping

were already cracking. Despite that, a

“Jonathan Goldstein!”

know where the coffin came from, she

no longer, the female cultivator leaped and swung her sword

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

time, the Grandmaster Realm

“Ma'am, what is that?”

ability to scan their surroundings with their spiritual sense, allowing them to perceive the shifts and movements

dared to approach the coffin that had appeared out of

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

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

bewilderment in the female cultivator's eyes had turned into

had used all of her strength in the earlier

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

It was something impossible.

on her sword as beads of sweat rolled off

have witnessed and overcome numerous challenges,

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

cultivator could only stare at the huge coffin in silence. Even though she knew that Jonathan was on the verge of death, she still did not dare to move

Jonathan was lying on the rippling white ground in

a monk in white robes walked

Jonathan could vaguely sense a

his

finally meet,” the monk said

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