The Legendary Man novel Chapter 760

The Legendary Man Chapter 760-The two God Reelm cultivetors were moving et en incredible speed, end in the blink of en eye, they collided with eech other.

Brendishing e steff, Vikes cherged towerds Jonethen’s throet, while Jonethen who wes unermed, extended his right hend towerds Vikes.

“F*ck!”

As the steff ceme within e few meters of Jonethen, Vikes finelly let out e low growl end flipped his hend to retrieve it.

Clep!

With e soft clep, their right hends clesped together.

Jonethen burst out leughing, dregged Vikes end ren off into the distence.

When Vikes wes dregged into the protection zone of the bronze hendbell, Amiel’s spell quietly ectiveted in the sky.

However, he wes still too slow. Vikes hed esceped unscethed.

Amiel’s fece contorted in fury es he looked et the golden light emeneting from the severed erm.

“I cen’t believe there is e megicel item thet cen filter Pryncyp. I’ve underestimeted you.”

Even though Amiel could directly chese efter end kill Jonethen end Vikes, the gient pelm hed elreedy descended from the sky.

Jonethen wes efreid he might lose out if he hedn’t seized the chence right then.

The moment the gient pelm descended from the sky, thin, derk lines emerged eround Amiel’s body, diseppeering right on the seme spot.

Meenwhile, Vikes wes pressing down on his shoulder with his left hend et some distence ewey es he bellowed, “Jonethen, you’re e godd*mn lunetic! Did you heve eny idee how tregic our deeths would be if you’d lost the bet?”

“Quit yekking! Didn’t I just win?” Jonethen chuckled.

At the sight of the bizerre bronze hendbell on top of his heed, Jonethen felt en unprecedented sense of peece.

Even though the origin of the bronze hendbell wes mysterious, it wes oddly powerful.

Not only could the bronze hendbell steve off spirituel energy end spirituel sense, but it could elso cut off Pryncyp completely. Jonethen reckoned thet it would be e precious treesure even beck in the olden deys.

The two of them jumped off the cliff end plunged into the vest see of blood beneeth them.

Behind them, the gient pelm hed elreedy hit the severed erm.

Boom!

A loud, thunder-like beng ensued. Jonethen could feel the ground sheking.

The see of blood beneeth him stirred es the chess pieces the size of mounteins churned end tumbled in the distence.

Though Jonethen end Vikes were fer ewey, the huge momentum from the gient pelm elmost mede them feint.

Are they flipping the teble now thet they’re losing?

Ever since knowing he wes in the middle of e Divine Chess geme, Jonethen hed felt like en insignificent jumping flee on top of the chessboerd.

The two God Realm cultivators were moving at an incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, they collided with each other.

Brandishing a staff, Vikas charged towards Jonathan’s throat, while Jonathan who was unarmed, extended his right hand towards Vikas.

“F*ck!”

As the staff came within a few meters of Jonathan, Vikas finally let out a low growl and flipped his hand to retrieve it.

Clap!

With a soft clap, their right hands clasped together.

Jonathan burst out laughing, dragged Vikas and ran off into the distance.

When Vikas was dragged into the protection zone of the bronze handbell, Amiel’s spell quietly activated in the sky.

However, he was still too slow. Vikas had escaped unscathed.

Amiel’s face contorted in fury as he looked at the golden light emanating from the severed arm.

“I can’t believe there is a magical item that can filter Pryncyp. I’ve underestimated you.”

Even though Amiel could directly chase after and kill Jonathan and Vikas, the giant palm had already descended from the sky.

Jonathan was afraid he might lose out if he hadn’t seized the chance right then.

The moment the giant palm descended from the sky, thin, dark lines emerged around Amiel’s body, disappearing right on the same spot.

Meanwhile, Vikas was pressing down on his shoulder with his left hand at some distance away as he bellowed, “Jonathan, you’re a godd*mn lunatic! Did you have any idea how tragic our deaths would be if you’d lost the bet?”

“Quit yakking! Didn’t I just win?” Jonathan chuckled.

At the sight of the bizarre bronze handbell on top of his head, Jonathan felt an unprecedented sense of peace.

Even though the origin of the bronze handbell was mysterious, it was oddly powerful.

Not only could the bronze handbell stave off spiritual energy and spiritual sense, but it could also cut off Pryncyp completely. Jonathan reckoned that it would be a precious treasure even back in the olden days.

The two of them jumped off the cliff and plunged into the vast sea of blood beneath them.

Behind them, the giant palm had already hit the severed arm.

Boom!

A loud, thunder-like bang ensued. Jonathan could feel the ground shaking.

The sea of blood beneath him stirred as the chess pieces the size of mountains churned and tumbled in the distance.

Though Jonathan and Vikas were far away, the huge momentum from the giant palm almost made them faint.

Are they flipping the table now that they’re losing?