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 out of his

aura shuddered. It was as if he was a flame of a candle in the storm, flickering and threatening to go

the female cultivator slowly brought her sword closer to Jonathan's

destruction of those nine missile vehicles,” the female cultivator said with a sneer before bringing

the expected sensation of the blade meeting flesh

her feet, she was taken aback. Jonathan was no

stepping on a

parts of the coffin were already cracking. Despite that, a faint hint of

“Jonathan Goldstein!”

not know where the coffin came from, she knew it had

leaped and swung her

as the

Grandmaster Realm cultivators quickly gathered by her

“Ma'am, what is that?”

their surroundings with their spiritual sense, allowing them

coffin that had appeared out

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

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

bewilderment in the female cultivator's eyes had turned into

all of her strength

into contact with the coffin—the second her blade touched the coffin, the power and spiritual

It was something impossible.

her sword as beads of sweat rolled off the tip of

she must have witnessed and overcome numerous challenges,

who could resist her attack, but none could instantly absorb all of the strength behind

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

Jonathan was lying on the rippling white ground in a blank

robes walked

trance, Jonathan could vaguely sense a

his eyes to look

we finally meet,” the monk said with a soft

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