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 out of

was as if he was a flame of

cultivator slowly brought her sword closer

forgiven for the destruction of those nine missile vehicles,” the female cultivator said with

expected sensation of the blade meeting flesh never

downward at her feet, she was taken aback. Jonathan

now stepping on

the coffin was ancient, for parts of the coffin were already cracking.

“Jonathan Goldstein!”

where the coffin came from, she knew it had

leaped and swung her sword at

the blade swung downward,

the same time, the Grandmaster Realm cultivators quickly gathered by her

“Ma'am, what is that?”

scan their surroundings with

coffin

they had all witnessed the way Jonathan fought earlier, including the moves he used—the Earthly Escape to create quicksand pits, the restraints with the chessboard,

his moves, and no one could tell what the sudden

in the female cultivator's

used all of her strength in the earlier

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

It was something impossible.

female cultivator tightened her grip on her sword as beads of sweat rolled off the

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

could resist her attack, but none could instantly absorb all of the strength behind the attack, especially not a Divine

Even though she knew that Jonathan was on the verge of death, she

on the rippling white ground in

monk in white robes walked over to

vaguely

but weakly opened his eyes to

meet,” the monk said with

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