Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

As soon as Dongfang Bubai made a move, it seemed as if the air transformed into knives, suddenly becoming filled with endless, chilling murderous intent.

Iron Ladder God Slaughter was even more shocked. He had been lurking nearby, waiting for the right moment to assassinate Jiang Dali. But seeing the situation turn unfavorably, and the Black Wind Village Chief being too fierce, he was forced to reveal himself.

He originally thought he was waiting for the right moment and that no one would react in time to stop him.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he charged out, he sensed something unusual in the air, his spiritual sense alarmed and blaring.

With a roar of rage, boasting of his profound divine skill and infinite strange skills, he swooped down like an eagle hunting a rabbit, his hands creating a thousand layers of claw shadows, striking fiercely.

Shishishishi—

The air erupted with the sound of a cyclone being torn apart, instantly being pulled out into fine, sharp strands as thin as hair.

"What a sinister hidden weapon!"

Iron Ladder God Slaughter felt a chill in his heart, suddenly using Listening Wind Positioning to detect slight movements from more than a dozen locations.

"Is it never-ending!!"

The short knife at his waist suddenly unsheathed, surging forward with waves of light, deflecting countless silver needles with a series of dings.

Yet at that moment, the sword light paused, and Iron Ladder God Slaughter felt a stabbing pain in his shoulder, unaware of when he had been hit by a black, imperceptible long needle, with a corrosive-like burning pain spreading from the wound.

"Poison!!"

Iron Ladder God Slaughter was greatly alarmed, engulfed in the cold light of the knife, decisively slicing off a large chunk of flesh from his shoulder.

"God Slaughter!"

A figure, neither male nor female, suddenly shot over, slashing out a silver-bright sword light to stand in front of Iron Ladder God Slaughter.

It was Jiao Luosha.

"Humph!"

A red shadow flashed, and the small silver needle in Dongfang Bubai's hand touched lightly on the side of the long knife.

With a loud clang, the small silver needle erupted with a mighty force, catching Jiao Luosha off guard, making her hand go numb, and before she could react, Dongfang Bubai flicked a finger.

Fizz!—

The silver needle scraped along the long knife, sparking and shooting towards her eye.

Such a swift and fierce move was utterly defenseless against.

Jiao Luosha's pupils contracted in horror, hurriedly performing an iron plate bridge to lean back, kicking towards Dongfang Bubai as the silver needle almost brushed past her nose.

Dongfang Bubai coldly snorted, spreading his arms with a shiver.

Boom!!—

A tremendous force field erupted, expanding in swirls.

Like sunflowers swaying explosively, it instantly enveloped both Iron Ladder God Slaughter and Jiao Luosha.

Both felt an immense pressure suddenly descending, their bodies sinking as if pressed by Mount Tai, involuntarily drawn into the rotating sunflower force field.

Meanwhile, a red shadow of Dongfang Bubai flashed as she floated back like a kite being tugged.

She glanced back at Jiang Dali, who was looking in this direction, with a slight smile, her sleeves fluttering as her ten fingers elegantly flicked, projecting numerous almost invisible silk threads accompanying the silver needles, spreading densely like a spider's web, towards the two of them.

"These two, you don't have to exert any effort!"

"That's just fine." Jiang Dali shouted, boldly confronting Purple Lightning Fierce Thunder, "How many of you are left? Bring them all out quickly to send them on their way. Don't dilly-dally, with more people on the Yellow Springs Road, it won't be lonely!"

"Bastard!!"

Purple Lightning Fierce Thunder were both shocked and angry, muttering curses in Wokou language, their expressions extremely grim.

They truly hadn't anticipated the situation would turn out this way.

Even though they had predicted that the Black Wind Village Chief's strength would be very strong, they hadn't expected their Absolute Skill, Purple Lightning Storm Fist, which even the Emperor praised, couldn't harm the opponent, not even creating a slight trembling of Divine Intent during the battle.

Such an unbelievable situation, they had never encountered before.

Now, a bold and terrifying guess loomed in their minds—this Black Wind Village Chief might have also passed through the Heavenly Tribulation, otherwise how could he be unaffected by the Purple Lightning Storm Fist.

"Looks like you have no one left either."

Jiang Dali surveyed the surroundings to see the Eight Great Qi Ninjas either dead or severely injured all over the ground, shaking his head with a cold smile, "I wonder where your confidence comes from, to think that just this number of people could take the life of this village chief?

If you don't have any other formidable methods, then prepare to be sent on your way."

He laughed heartily, stepping forward, his hand suddenly gripping the long hilt of the Dragon Slayer Sword behind him.

Purple Lightning Fierce Thunder responded immediately, retreating with a grim and angry expression, exchanging words rapidly using secret transmission.

"With your injuries so severe, can you still use that move?"

"I can't be certain, maybe with desperation, it's possible, but now we have to fight with all our might, otherwise, none of us can leave."

"This was hasty. This Black Wind Village Chief may have passed through the Heavenly Tribulation too, it's simply unbelievable. We've met our nemesis, perhaps even using that move might not kill him."

"It's good enough to heavily injure him; his body is as hard as a Vajra. Thunder, promise me, if I die today, take care of Xi'er for me."

"Damn old ghost, you take care of yourself!!"

While the two exchanged secret words.

Jiang Dali also steadily moved forward, slowly drawing the long sword inch by inch from its sheath, murmuring aloud, "A hero's anger, the mighty wind rises! To have a Dragon Slayer Sword, cut the dragon across the sea!"

Each word he uttered fluctuated in pace, yet happened to be perfectly out of sync with Purple Lightning Fierce Thunder's secret exchange.

By the time he spoke the last three words "cut the dragon," he was already eight feet in front of Purple Lightning Fierce Thunder, who felt their secret exchange interrupted, their Qi Mechanism and spirit completely suppressed by the rising momentum of Jiang Dali, involuntarily shivering with cold intent.

Qiang!!—

A resonant blade cry.

Jiang Dali's heart and spirit were aligned, his spirit platform unstained by a single speck, as he slowly drew out the Dragon Slayer Sword, which seemed as heavy as Mount Tai.

With every inch he withdrew, the originally dark blade turned into a domineering, awe-inspiring golden color, as if it were gilded.

The surrounding wind seemed to have disappeared.

Jiang Dali's previously billowing robe also became still.

Purple Lightning and Fierce Thunder's expressions grew exceedingly grave, beads of sweat beginning to form on their foreheads.

They should have been able to launch a rapid thunder and lightning assault as Jiang Dali exposed his chest while drawing his sword.

However, Jiang Dali's mystic action of drawing the sword was as if the air within ten feet was suddenly vacuumed out.

A terrifying and fierce aura that captivated the heart and soul made them not only dare not attack but also dare not make the slightest rash move, leaving them standing stiff and motionless.

Purple Lightning and Fierce Thunder both despaired inwardly, knowing that Jiang Dali's sword-drawing sword force had completely suppressed their spirits.

When experts exchange blows, emphasis is on intent and momentum, not the number of moves.

If the momentum is suppressed, then right off, the morale and fighting spirit are weakened by three parts.

Purple Lightning and Fierce Thunder collected their spirits, adopting a stern posture, and simultaneously began to gather momentum.

Jiang Dali's eyes shone like electricity, covering Purple Lightning and Fierce Thunder, as he held the Dragon Slayer Sword high and still, like a guillotine suspended above their heads, the sword light gleaming mesmerizingly under the sunlight.

Time ticked by second by second.

Large bird-claw-like droplets of sweat began to form on Purple Lightning and Fierce Thunder's foreheads, their eyes fixed in a stare with Jiang Dali's, their spirit, and essence elevated to the highest point, the Yin Yang Two Gods within their brow's mud ball quivering.

At this moment, the contest among the three had risen beyond mere momentum, reaching the stage of divine intent and spirit, far more perilous than the former experts' inner strength locking phase.

Clearly, Purple Lightning and Fierce Thunder's spirits were stronger than Jiang Dali's, even starting to exert pressure on him little by little.

But at this moment, the two couldn't help but feel a tinge of fear, sensing that Jiang Dali's piercing gaze could see through their internal organs, meridians, and blood vessels, revealing their true condition.

In the eyes of countless players around, they only saw the Black Wind Village Chief drawing the Dragon Slayer Sword and confronting Purple Lightning and Fierce Thunder statically, unable to comprehend what was occurring.

Yet through the silent oppressive atmosphere and the increasing sweat on the foreheads of Purple Lightning and Fierce Thunder, some players deduced the danger in the confrontation.

Xiao Feng, Ye Gucheng, and others, who were overseeing nearby, had their expressions turn exceedingly grave.

Being people of the same realm level, they could feel the perilous situation both sides were in during the battle.

This was truly a moment of life and death, undying.

Whichever side lost, the outcome might well be death.

As bystanders, it was even harder for them to intervene, as any rash action could lead to terrifying consequences unimaginable.

"We can't wait any longer!!"

Purple Lightning and Fierce Thunder suddenly burst their eyes with a magnificent glow, as powerful and pure true qi surged out from within, swiftly circulating through their meridians.

Almost in that instant.

Jiang Dali's momentum likewise peaked at this moment, roaring wildly as if a fierce tiger came out of the woods, causing a rumbling in the eardrums of numerous players around.

At the same time, the Dragon Slayer Sword turned into dazzling, blinding golden saber qi, striking toward Purple Lightning and Fierce Thunder with unmatched, imperial dominance at a speed impossible for anyone to capture.

"Sweeping Thousands of Army!!"

Jiang Dali shouted angrily as the Dragon Slayer Sword, at the moment of its horizontal sweep, suddenly transformed into a ten-foot saber qi, like a golden guillotine slashing down, making even breathing difficult.

"Bursting Electric Shock!!"

Purple Lightning and Fierce Thunder both opened their eyes, emitting sharp rays like electric flashes.

The two clasped their palms together, and their momentum soared several-fold, a metallic silver-white hue suffusing their bodies, powerful thunder-based true qi flooding into their arms between them, punching out together.

Boom!!!——

A massive thunderbolt, unbelievably, burst forth from between the punches of Purple Lightning and Fierce Thunder.

Turning into a zigzagging electric light, brighter than the sun, splitting the sky with a crack, followed by a thunderclap that buzzed in one's ears!

Crack!!——

The moment the ten-foot wide saber qi and the thunderbolt lightning collided, they both abruptly shattered!

Jiang Dali only felt the Dragon Slayer Sword he was holding suddenly become scorching hot, and his body in the domineering body state uncontrollably plummeted into the ground.

The surroundings felt like they turned into a thick porridge, filled with high-temperature and chaotic energy qi, the feng shui magnetic field completely twisted.

Almost simultaneously, with a loud bang.

The clear sky suddenly flashed, a terrifying thunder echoed from the distance to overhead, truly like a bolt from the blue.

From midair came the alarmed screams of Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing, as Demon Hawk and Divine Phoenix hastily flapped their wings to evade.

A pale blue fire dragon-like bolt of lightning suddenly descended from the sky, under countless shocked and horrified gazes, aiming straight for Jiang Dali and Purple Lightning and Fierce Thunder, crashing down.

Gale arose!

The trees on both sides seemed to bend forward in a run amid the raging wind.

Purple Lightning and Fierce Thunder were long prepared, quickly retracting all their aura and shrinking back their true qi.

"How about the Heavenly Thunder!!"

Jiang Dali completely rampaged, his eyes reflecting the thunder light, instantly becoming icy and indifferent, exerting sudden force with both arms.

The Dragon Slayer Sword swept out fiercely, its saber qi exploding like a small sun!

Heavenly Reversing Divine Intent Saber—Three Springs Thunder!!

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