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.

next moment, endless sword energy suddenly

Boom!

within a dozen-meter

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

somersaulted and was

back at the spot

defeated then and there if he hadn't sensed the terrifying sword intent

the spiritual energy imbalance

at Hayden,

the brutality of the methods

brandished Hailstorm Fan, the mountainside within a

like razor-sharp

off to a depth of several feet, making the region flatter

holding the sword, the method he used wasn't as

in front of him, a mountain range had been pierced through, opening

in road construction, it would be a colossal loss for the road and bridge building

Crack, crack...

cracking came from

upon the long sword held by Xavion. It shattered into fragments

blood off his cheek and

crushed a jade bottle and chucked the Spirit Rejuvenating Pill

two had exhausted their spiritual energy

flooded Jonathan's heart

had always been showing

Sacred Dragon Technique, his cultivation level had always been leagues ahead of those at the same level

he inherited the seed of Pryncyp of Slaughter from Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique

had been smooth sailing all the way, and even in

end of a one-sided defeat, the fact that he could hold his ground and survive in the face of two such formidable

far, Jonathan had never truly regarded God Realm cultivators as formidable