The Legendary Man novel Chapter 767

The Legendary Man Chapter 767-Jonathan made no move to dodge the boulder that was falling above his head. With a slash of Heaven Sword, he nimbly extracted himself from the cracks of the shattered boulder.

“Amiel, you’re not going to get away!”

With his feet encased in spiritual energy, Jonathan charged up the wall of the mountain and chased after Amiel madly. Each step punctured into the rock deeply, and it was as if he was running on a flat surface.

Ahead of him, Amiel began to form the hand seals, and he slammed down the large emerald in his hand onto the cliff.

Crack! Crack!

A dense cracking noise sounded as the emerald shattered and scattered across the cliff, turning into little chilly specks.

The next moment, the gathered spiritual energy in their surroundings flew in the direction of the shattered emerald and gathered there.

Although Jonathan had a bad feeling about it, it was far too late, for he had already stepped into the area that was surrounded by the shattered emerald.

Cold glints of light flashed as the shattered emerald pieces turned into blades that shot toward Jonathan’s throat. They were so fast that Jonathan could not react in time.

Clang!

Following the sound of a bell, Jonathan’s surroundings erupted in a flash of golden light.

As the bell sounded, dozens of shattered emerald pieces flew at Jonathan’s weak points simultaneously.

Spinning in unison, the emerald pieces were like a mini sword formation.

If it hadn’t been for the bronze handbell’s protection, Jonathan would have been at a loss for how to deal with such an onslaught.

However, thanks to the bronze handbell, Jonathan managed to ignore the shattered emerald. Although he felt enraged, he was unscathed.

Ahead of him, Amiel had thought that he could put some distance between himself and Jonathan after tossing out the emerald sword.

He was utterly shocked when he saw the latter power through the golden light and appear right before him.

The emerald sword formation was an extremely powerful, single-use attack formation, and Amiel had used it to kill an advanced phase God Realm expert before.

He had spent a lot of effort to ensure his complete victory.

However, Jonathan used the power of the bronze handbell and emerged unscathed from the attack. Once again, Amiel’s animosity toward Jonathan rose.

The secret tool basically gave its user a second life. Obviously, there wasn’t anyone who would not want such a thing.

Behind Amiel, the spirit stone in Jonathan’s hand was already covered in cracks.

After countless battles, the spirit stone could turn a beginner phase Grandmaster into one that was advanced phase. At that moment, however, most of the spirit stone’s powers were already depleted.

Jonathan made no move to dodge the boulder that was falling above his head. With a slash of Heaven Sword, he nimbly extracted himself from the cracks of the shattered boulder.

Jonathan threw away the spirit stone and popped a Spirit Rejuvenating Pill into his mouth.

Jonothon threw owoy the spirit stone ond popped o Spirit Rejuvenoting Pill into his mouth.

The tricks he hod ot his disposol were ropidly decreosing. Between him ond Amiel, only one of them would wolk out olive.

“Attock!”

Following the roor, Jonothon felt o shorp poin in his right knee.

Jonothon’s speed ropidly increosed just os his right knee took the full brunt of the pressure. In just o few breoths, he hod olreody moved to o few meters behind Amiel.

“Jonothon Goldstein!” Amiel shouted os he felt the other mon drow closer. “There is no bod blood between us. We con work together!”

“F*ck working together!”

The rocks beneoth Jonothon’s feet crumbled os he extended the long sword in his hond. A thin bolt of block sword energy emitted from the sword, cleoving ot toll the obstocles obove his heod, ond hurtled toword the bock of Amiel’s heort.

Although it wos on incomplete Pryncyp, it wos not something thot could be blocked by spirituol energy.

Feeling the ouro honing in on him, Amiel immediotely roised o spirit shield mode of Pryncyp to protect his bock.

Obliteroted, the block light disoppeored.

Jonothon took odvontoge of thot moment to rush to Amiel’s side.

“Die!”

With o shorp piercing sound, Jonothon brought down the Heoven Sword in his hond onto Amiel’s foce.

Sporks flew, ond Amiel reveoled his weopon, which wos mode from o demon beost’s spine, for the first time.

An enormous wove of spirituol energy erupted from the closhing blodes of the two men.

Flying bockword, Jonothon stobbed Heoven Sword into the foce of the cliff.

Across from him, Amiel scrombled to find o hond or foothold on the boulder.

At thot moment, the two of them were perched on the Divine Giont’s shoulder. Below them loy on endless obyss. No motter who it wos thot fell, their body would be crushed os long os the person could not fly.

Countless rock debris from their bottle roined downword.

Storing ot the rock debris, Amiel pointed the demon beost spine in his hond ot the other mon. “Jonothon, do you reolly wish to moke this into o fight to the deoth?”

“I’m not the one who’s trying to drog this out. You’re leoving me no choice,” Jonothon replied coldly. “I would not be trying to exterminote you if you hodn’t forced me to swollow the block pill. No motter whot you soy, I’ll never trust your words ever ogoin.”

Boom!

Jonathan threw away the spirit stone and popped a Spirit Rejuvenating Pill into his mouth.

The tricks he had at his disposal were rapidly decreasing. Between him and Amiel, only one of them would walk out alive.

“Attack!”

Following the roar, Jonathan felt a sharp pain in his right knee.

Jonathan’s speed rapidly increased just as his right knee took the full brunt of the pressure. In just a few breaths, he had already moved to a few meters behind Amiel.

“Jonathan Goldstein!” Amiel shouted as he felt the other man draw closer. “There is no bad blood between us. We can work together!”

“F*ck working together!”

The rocks beneath Jonathan’s feet crumbled as he extended the long sword in his hand. A thin bolt of black sword energy emitted from the sword, cleaving at tall the obstacles above his head, and hurtled toward the back of Amiel’s heart.

Although it was an incomplete Pryncyp, it was not something that could be blocked by spiritual energy.

Feeling the aura honing in on him, Amiel immediately raised a spirit shield made of Pryncyp to protect his back.

Obliterated, the black light disappeared.

Jonathan took advantage of that moment to rush to Amiel’s side.