Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Under the moonlit night, the Divine Phoenix soared across the sky.

The alluring and tall figure of Dongfang Bubai was standing on the back of the Divine Phoenix, instantly drawing the attention of many, and even attracting the joyful flight of the Demon Hawk.

"Dongfang Bubai! Has she come too? Is she here to steal the kill at the last moment?"

"That's great, the members of the Black Wind Boss Hunting Team have gathered!"

"What about Jue Wushen? Is Jue Wushen already done for? Who is that strong man confronting the Black Wind Village Chief?"

Within the No God Absolute Palace, the players in a team hunting down a group of weakened members of the palace immediately noticed the low-flying Dongfang Bubai, causing a stir of uproar.

At this moment, Jiang Dali also moved swiftly, leaping over several structures.

The "tap tap tap" sound was like an earth dragon pushing through as he crushed the rooftop tiles of a pavilion.

Reaching the edge of the roof, ten zhang away from Dongfang Bubai.

He glanced over to the wide horse path opposite, where Jue Wushen was surrounded.

At this moment, Jue Wushen had lost his previous dominating might and looked extremely miserable, seeming to have completely lost the strength to resist, like a puppet stiffly rooted, surrounded by Ximen Chuixue, Ye Gucheng, and others.

Jiang Dali quickly noticed several bright silver threads trailing from Jue Wushen's body, floating mid-air.

Even the foremost of these threads were stained and hung with droplets of Blood Pearl...

"Dongfang has grown even stronger..."

Seeing Jue Wushen looking like a manipulated puppet, Jiang Dali instantly realized the opponent's vital point had been destroyed, and his life bar had fallen to just a quarter.

Though Jue Wushen at this moment was at his wits' end, gravely injured, with barely any True Qi or spiritual power left.

However, for Dongfang Bubai to break Jue Wushen's vital point in an instant using a silver needle, her eye power was indeed terrifying.

"Hehehe... Hehehe, I am unwilling, I am unwilling!"

Jue Wushen half-kneeled on the ground, laughing tragically, glaring intensely at Jiang Dali, shouting, "Black Wind Village Chief, if it weren't for you bringing in these helpers, I, Jue Wushen, would never have ended up like this.

I wasn't defeated by you, I was defeated by your gang tactics!"

Jiang Dali's eyes turned cold, arms crossed, he laughed quietly, "Winners are kings, losers are bandits, only the result matters, not the process.

Jue Wushen, didn't you also bring in help from the Fist Tao God? See if the Fist Tao God now is willing to fight for you?"

"Jue Wushen!!"

From behind came an angry roar, Fist Tao God smashed away a large area of roof tiles, leaping to the roof edge opposite, furiously pointing below at Jue Wushen, shouting, "Where is my son? Where have you hidden my son?"

Jue Wushen froze, then sneered and shouted, "Fist Tao God, your son has been imprisoned by me, in a place no one knows, want to know your son's whereabouts? In your dreams! As long as I die, your son will surely die too!!"

"No!"

Fist Tao God's eyes instantly turned red, with a burning fire inside, he furiously looked at Dongfang Bubai, "Release him! As long as you release him, anything can be negotiated!"

"Fist Tao God!"

Jiang Dali shouted coldly, turned his head, "I advise you not to be ungrateful. Understand what you are doing!"

"You!!"

Fist Tao God turned angrily to Jiang Dali, his expression filled with dread.

Jue Wushen laughed heartily, taunting, "Fist Tao God, look at what you've become now? Even when your son is about to be buried with me, you don't dare to rescue him!"

"I... I..."

Fist Tao God gasped, his face suddenly becoming increasingly crazed.

"Noisy!"

Dongfang Bubai's bright eyes showed impatience, her white fingers hidden within her crimson sleeve flicked an orchid shape suddenly rotating and pulling.

Seven or eight silver threads trembled under the moonlight, suddenly intertwining.

Jue Wushen let out a scream, which was abruptly cut off.

On his face and other exposed skin, seven or eight shocking red lines appeared instantly.

These blood lines swiftly expanded.

Swish swish swish—

The silver threads flickered under the moonlight, like needle shadows weaving through Jue Wushen's body.

Splurt—

From the wounds, seven or eight streams of blood spurted out.

Jue Wushen's blood bar was completely emptied, his mighty and robust body, along with chunks of armor, was torn into countless pieces, scattering across the ground.

Immediately, a dense smell of blood accompanied by a mist spread throughout the scene.

Though those present were accustomed to bloodshed and death, seeing a formidable figure like Jue Wushen die so miserably, without even an intact corpse, they could not help but frown and turn their eyes away.

Even Jiang Dali was momentarily dazed.

He knew from fragmented ancient manuscripts in a previous life how extraordinary Jue Wushen was.

The records stated that the No God Absolute Palace led by him seemed destined to follow the World Association as the largest power in the Martial Arts world of the Divine Martial Country.

Although these fragmentary messages were not complete, they still attracted many players to No God Absolute Palace at the time.

Many players traveled to Ying Country to join the No God Absolute Palace.

After all, the World Association was the strongest alliance-level force in the Divine Martial Country among the vassal states, flourishing indefinitely, with many players aware of Xiong Ba's dominance.

Yet the family-published fragmented manuscript revealed that No God Absolute Palace might surpass the World Association, and Jue Wushen could possibly defeat Xiong Ba to become the new Alliance Hierarch of Divine Martial Country, naturally piquing the interest of many players, including Jiang Dali at the time.

But now, such a potential future hegemon has already died in advance.