Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 105~106: Dying with Eyes Open, The Most Brilliant Saber Skill (Two-in-One Guaranteed Update, Asking for Monthly Tickets)_2

Chapter 105: 105~106: Dying with Eyes Open, The Most Brilliant Saber Skill (Two-in-One Guaranteed Update, Asking for Monthly Tickets)_2

At the same time, the brave players organized themselves and began sneaking toward the battlefield.

At this time,

Xiao Qiuyu grew increasingly astonished as the battle progressed.

As time went by, he even began to lose some confidence and his arm holding the sword was growing numb due to the repeated fierce collisions.

The opponent, like a steel-cast iron man,

Despite his clothes being torn to shreds, displayed a body as robust and unyielding as a steel tower Vajra.

His every strike could easily slice through iron as if it were mud.

But when it landed on the opponent, it could mostly just barely penetrate the skin that was like copper yet full of elasticity.

Only a few times could it possibly pierce through the opponent’s steel-twined flesh.

And this kind of offensive clearly wasn’t enough to be fatal to the opponent.

Moreover, the opponent’s inner Qi was so strong and terrifying, it was beyond comprehension.

Incredibly, using the sword Qi from his fingers, he had been able to fight up to now without exhausting his Inner Strength, as if he was regaining energy at every moment.

Such a tough and terrifying person was unprecedented in Xiao Qiuyu’s experience.

He would now rather fight desperately with Yu Mian, like Liu Yuhen,

Than deal with such a troublesome opponent like this, as if confronting a tenacious turtle.

Facing such an opponent made him feel frustrated and sad, doubting whether his swordsmanship could still kill.

"Ah ah ah—I am not pleased today, I won’t kill you anymore!"

Xiao Qiuyu suddenly roared and launched three consecutive strikes.

Clang, clang, clang—the continuous harsh sounds of metal clashing resonated, spreading out with sparks flying and swords shimmering back and forth.

Two figures moved chaotically, one moment erratically, the next drifting.

They swiftly crossed paths.

Xiao Qiuyu’s figure suddenly came to a halt, his sword pointed obliquely at the ground, facing Jiang Dali as they both gasped for breath, his eyelids twitching as he said, "No more fighting."

Jiang Dali grinned slightly, "You’re not happy, but I am.

You can stop fighting if you want, but leave behind your life, and your soul can depart."

Xiao Qiuyu sighed, "I am not Liu Yuhen, I don’t fancy dying for nothing. You haven’t even drawn your sword, and I admit I’m not worthy of making you do so. Just let me go."

"It’s too late."

Jiang Dali pointed at his torn clothes, "My prey has been killed by you, and my clothes have been ruined by you; I would be at too great a loss if I don’t get some compensation."

Xiao Qiuyu was still smiling, but he felt like crying now.

He didn’t know whether to be frightened or furious.

Why did he have to meet such a lunatic?

Does his life, Xiao Qiuyu’s life, only worth the life of an unknown monk and a suit of clothes?

"Since you won’t let me go, then I’ll fight you to see if you really are invincible!"

Xiao Qiuyu’s expression suddenly turned fierce, and his figure charged forward.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—

His short sword instantly transformed into a dense flurry of sword lights enveloping Jiang Dali.

A "Autumn of Sadness" kind of sword intent then burst forth.

"Endless Falling Leaves of Sorrowful Killing!"

Xiao Qiuyu’s expression was melancholic as his short sword spun like swirling leaves, condensing streaks of lethal energy densely and fiercely as if blown by a strong wind, attacking Jiang Dali.

This sword Qi and sword intent brought an endless chill of killing.

It seemed like in an instant, it entered deep autumn, making one inwardly feel a cold melancholy.

Suddenly, in the eyes of many players, Jiang Dali, enveloped in a strong inner Qi shield, seemed to be submerged and swallowed by the relentless sword Qi and sword intent.

A flurry of "-13," "-9," "-7," and other damage numbers burst out from the center of the fight.

Though these were relatively not fatal for Jiang Dali’s blood bar,

The dense and frequent damage still caused Jiang Dali’s blood bar to instantly fall below seventy percent, rapidly plummeting.

"Village Chief!"

Both players and mountain bandits exclaimed in alarm.

Some of the closer players couldn’t resist throwing Hidden Weapons at Xiao Qiuyu right away.

However, Xiao Qiuyu was surrounded by a terrifying aura of sword Qi.

All Hidden Weapons were repelled by the sword Qi before they could get close, causing no harm at all.

In the midst of everyone’s shock,

Clang!

A sound like a long sword unleashed from the heavens, resonant and echoing, burst forth.

An incredibly glaring golden light, under the sunlight, shone forth with a piercing brilliance like Extreme Light ripping the sky, causing everyone witnessing it to squint involuntarily.

"The sword is drawn! Black Wind Village Chief’s sword!"

Xiao Qiuyu’s whole body shook, his heart screaming alarms, feeling as if his eyes could not withstand such dazzling sword light.

He forcibly restrained himself from squinting, still deploying his swordsmanship and using the Listening Wind Positioning technique to guard with all his might.

Clang, clang—

Sword and sword clashed.

A large number of sparks exploded.

But in the next moment, all the sword light and sword shadows suddenly vanished without a sound.

Xiao Qiuyu groaned in pain, his short sword broken, his chest suddenly struck by a thick hand.

Boom—

The immense palm power was like a thousand-pound hammer striking.

Xiao Qiuyu spurted a stream of Blood Arrow, his figure flying backward six to seven zhang far and heavily falling to the ground, rolling around in disarray, his face instantly pale and bloodless, his eyes filled with shock as he stared at Jiang Dali, who was steadily approaching with the Golden Ring Big Sword, gasping somewhat self-deprecatingly.

"So... your sword was just for show, your strongest was not Saber Skill, but Finger Technique... laughable, laughable, I’ve been guarding against your sword all this time."

"Who told you that?"

Jiang Dali chuckled sinisterly, shaking the golden knife in his hand as it rang out, "Laozi’s Saber Skill is just fine; otherwise, how would you have been defeated instantly when I drew my sword?"

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