Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

"My life is over!!!"

Seeing the palm force descend, covering his head, the Gang Qi suffocating his breath, Qin Gui felt a cold current flow from his head to his heels, despair filling his heart as he cried out.

However, at this critical moment, Qin Gui suddenly felt a shock behind him.

Two hands, thin like chicken claws, suddenly pressed on Qin Gui from behind, one hand against the "Yuzhen acupoint," the other against the "Dragon Tail Acupoint."

Unable to control himself, Qin Gui screamed, feeling a surge of power flood into his body. Unconsciously, he raised his hands fiercely, striking lightning-fast towards the palm hitting his head.

At the moment their palms met, Qin Gui let out a miserable howl, the bones in both hands cracking instantly.

"Ah!"

The pain caused Qin Gui's eyes to bulge out as he screamed, followed by the sensation of his body being lifted as if flying amidst clouds, thrown backward.

It was then that a figure, appearing suddenly like a ghost behind him, was revealed—a man in a green robe. The old man's sparse gray hair, face full of wrinkled skin-like withered orange peel, arms like chicken claws, resembled a man on the brink of death, yet a trace of vigorous spirit was still visible in his eyes.

"Huang Shang!?"

Jiang Dali immediately recognized the old man, seeing him about to rescue Qin Gui, he sneered coldly, "Even if the Heavenly King himself came today, he couldn't save Qin Gui!!"

Boom!!

He crossed his hands and struck.

Roar—

The fifteen-meter Heaven and Earth Power transformed into two dragon-shaped whirlwinds, erupting instantly in his hands.

Great Absorption Technique!

Immediately, both Qin Gui and Huang Shang's bodies trembled, their feet lifting off the ground, tilting toward Jiang Dali.

"What powerful absorption skill!!"

Huang Shang's sparse white hair wildly danced in the wind, his True Qi diminishing; he suddenly rotated his left hand, five fingers like hooks, Qi Force sparking like flames, fiercely grasping toward Jiang Dali in the air!

Nine Yin Divine Claw!

Chila!!—

A sharp air burst rang out like a steam whistle, shaking the air violently like ripples undulating intensely.

The fierce suction force was suddenly torn apart by such an intense claw power.

Huang Shang's thin, chicken-claw-like hand seemed to pierce through dark clouds like lightning, in an uncanny gesture with the index finger and thumb bent inward, fluttering like a butterfly meeting Jiang Dali's golden palm.

"Pong", the two forces met without creating a loud explosion, merely lightly touching.

Waves of light rippled like water rings and quickly vanished, becoming invisible.

Jiang Dali felt as if, upon contact, he couldn't sense any Qi Force rebound, but rather as though he had struck soft cotton that sank beneath him.

Huang Shang's sickly yellow face twitched, his figure drifting backward like a wind-blown kite, with Qin Gui almost simultaneously being pulled back with him.

Yet, at this moment, Jiang Dali suddenly inhaled, opening his mouth and exhaling a roar resembling a dragon's lion's roar, resonant and profound, bursting out like rippling waves, followed by a Qi arrow shooting out of his mouth, striking Qin Gui's eyes while Huang Shang was deterred by the shock.

"Ah!!"

A shrill scream began to sound, then abruptly stopped.

Qin Gui's head tilted, blood streaming from his eyes, covering his face, and he died instantly on the spot!!

The majority of the surrounding people had yet to react to what had happened.

They had only seen a ghost-like old figure suddenly appear, exchange blows with Jiang Dali twice, and then heard Qin Gui scream as he was pulled back by the old man.

Looking again.

The Prime Minister of Song Country, Qin Gui, was covered in blood and suddenly voiceless.

This scene immediately caused the atmosphere at the scene to freeze.

Even the Emperor of Song suddenly widened his eyes, staring incredulously at the obviously dead Qin Gui, a mix of anger and coldness causing his hair to almost stand on end, making a "gugu" sound from his throat, like a roar trapped unable to erupt.

"Black Wind Village Chief!!"

This roar finally burst forth from the Emperor of Song's mouth.

"Kill!!"

In an instant, five hundred imperial guards roared, blades and swords drawn in unison, advancing a step, targeting Jiang Dali.

Boom! ——

The ground roared with the thunderous marching of five hundred imperial guards from all directions, their momentum terrifying, the whirlwind and Evil Qi hitting Jiang Dali, whipping his ruined cloak into a wild dance behind him.

"Who do you want to kill!?"

Jiang Dali's eyes flashed with fierce brilliance, utterly unafraid.

He stood tall and proud, turning his head with a loud shout, amplified by his Lion Roar Skill, his voice resonating like a great bell and drum, causing ears to hum, momentarily overshadowing the prestige of the five hundred imperial guards, his momentum powerful enough to stir a whirlwind.

The mighty aura of the Heavenly Human 5th Realm, along with the mental deterrence of the Thunder Fire Yang God, exploded from his body, intimidating all directions.

For a moment, the murderous intent of the five hundred imperial guards was suppressed.

All civil and military officials, including many warriors, were shocked and turned pale.

For the first time, they understood what it meant to be "an enemy to ten thousand," and what it meant for one man to guard the pass, letting none through.

Some who initially doubted Jiang Dali's ability to kill seven in and out of Ying Country's army now believed.

Not only did they believe, but they were so intimidated that they felt a chill in their bodies, their muscles trembling.

However, this was in the capital city of Song Country.

Jiang Dali was about to be honored as a meritorious official, a hero.

At this moment, such tension arose, leaving all the War Faction officials shocked and utterly disappointed.

This was a trap.

A heavenly trap!

The Black Wind Village Chief's disturbance today, even if he could retreat unharmed, would inevitably cause Yue Fei to become the Emperor's scapegoat for his wrath.

Even though the death of the Minister Qin Gui was a huge blow to the Peace Faction and good news for the War Faction, such a scenario was mutually detrimental.

But at this moment, as everyone was intimidated, Jiang Dali saw he had control of the situation and signaled Murong Qingqing, then looked at the enraged and shocked Emperor of Song, calmly speaking.

"Emperor, you only saw me kill your Minister, but did not see what Minister Qin Gui was doing secretly, why I had to kill him."

The Emperor of Song's anger had not subsided, he was about to rebuke.

At that moment, a gentle, soft sound like murmuring spring water began to spread through the scene, soothing hearts.

Much like a gentle spring breeze brushing past willow tips, intoxicating tourists, the music effortlessly diffused the tension of the moment.

Everyone felt as if the music, sounding like an exquisite celestial tune, loosened the taut string in their minds.

The Emperor of Song's impending rebuke turned into a cold snort, frowning as he looked at Murong Qingqing, who was seating cross-legged playing the Heavenly Demon Zither, pacified but still unable to let go completely.

Jiang Dali seized the opportunity, saying, "Emperor, you also said that the Emperor breaks the law and is treated the same as the common people, since the Emperor is so, this Minister committed treason, is it not possible to punish his crime?"

The Emperor of Song stood up from his Dragon Chariot, coldly shouted, "You say he committed treason? Do you have evidence?

Moreover, even if you have evidence, our Song Country Prime Minister, even if I want to execute him, requires the approval from civil and military officials, how can it be done so casually?"

At the last, the Emperor of Song's tone turned fierce, "Black Wind Village Chief, even if you haven't killed the envoys of Jin and Liao, with your audacious actions, slaughtering my Prime Minister before me, I can also sentence you to death now!"

Jiang Dali smiled indifferently, unafraid.

His gaze swept over the nearly half-dead Huang Shang, then looked around at the imperial guards, the message released by his cool and confident eyes was evident, making the Emperor of Song's expression even more unpleasant.

"Emperor! If people do not offend me, I do not offend them! If people dare offend me, I will make them deeply regret it!"

Jiang Dali let his eyelids droop slightly, arms folded, said calmly, "You want evidence, I can give you evidence, the evidence is Wang Ciweng."

His gaze suddenly swept to the drastically changed Wang Ciweng, a peculiar smile at the corner of his mouth, "Wang Ciweng, do you remember the scene of our meeting yesterday?

If you're smart, you should know what to do now.

Otherwise, your backer Qin Gui will be your fate!"

Wang Ciweng trembled all over, looking fearfully at the Emperor, whose face was somber, feeling as if his spine had been broken, completely losing strength in his body.

Suddenly, he collapsed to the ground with a loud cry, bowing and crying loudly.

"Emperor, your humble servant... was also forced to do it!"

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