The Legendary Man

Chapter 1015 The Flying Needle

At this moment, not only Jonathan was dumbfounded, but Xavion, who was protected by sword energy, was also completely stunned.

The power of these three treasures—Troop Summoner, Formation Crusher, and Hailstorm Fan— was immense, and this was an indisputable fact.

However, these three high-grade spiritual treasures were all divine weapons that used Pryncyp of Strength. Even in Joshua's hands, their abilities were limited if he relied solely on spiritual energy when using them.

It was completely different from what was happening before their eyes.

As Xavion looked at the swirling snowflakes outside of the sword energy surrounding him, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

He had participated in the battle ten years ago when the Whitley family was besieged.

At that time, a Divine Realm elder of the Whitley family had used this same move with the Hailstorm Fan, and in just a few moments, more than ten God Realm experts and dozens of Grandmaster Realm experts from the respectable families had been reduced to mere blood mist.

But Joshua's current methods were clearly not refined enough, or else he wouldn't have been unable to break through Xavion's sword energy protection.

Amidst the whirling snowstorm, an immense surge of spiritual energy blasted forth, accompanied by a thick, palpable killing intent that bore down directly on Xavion.

“Conceal the edge!”

As Xavion withdrew his sword intent, Joshua's white down jacket was immediately marked with slashes after losing the protection.

A flurry of snowflakes resembling the wings of cicadas started hurtling toward Xavion from every direction.

Fortunately, despite retracting his sword intent, a protective green aura continued to shield the vital areas on his body.

As a result, numerous tiny cuts spewed a faint mist of blood, creating a visual of red and pink blossoms amid the snow that were encircling Xavion like a garden of flowers.

Amidst the snowflakes, Joshua suddenly appeared without any warning and struck at Xavion's face with Formation Crusher.

“Heavenly Opening!” Xavion shouted coldly, and he thrusted his long sword forward without any fancy movements.

The black and green swords clashed against each other without any sound.

the next moment, endless

Boom!

of the spectacle was Xavion, where snowflakes within a dozen-meter range vanished in

several meters wide and dozens of meters long materialized in front of him

somersaulted and was hurled

he cast a glance back at the

sensed the terrifying sword intent at the last moment and dodged. In fact,

due to the spiritual energy imbalance provoked by the sword,

and looked at

the brutality of the methods used by those

a hundred-meter radius was

through the air like razor-sharp blades, reducing the entire forest

depth of several feet,

holding the sword, the method he

him, a mountain range had been pierced through, opening up a cave that

employed in road construction, it would be a

Crack, crack...

sound of fine cracking came from

upon the long sword held by Xavion. It shattered into fragments and reduced to scrap

wiped the blood off his cheek and carelessly flung

he crushed a jade bottle and chucked the Spirit

had exhausted their spiritual energy

myriad of emotions flooded

journey, he had

Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique, his cultivation level had always been leagues ahead of

Realm, he inherited the seed of Pryncyp of

been smooth sailing all the way, and even in the West Region, he had battled against those in

of a one-sided defeat, the fact that he could hold his ground

how smooth his journey was so far, Jonathan had never truly regarded God Realm cultivators as