Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 139 - 130~131: Marriage Dress Divine Skill vs Nine Yang Divine Skill, Dispel (Added 4 more for Alliance Hierarch Hua Lang)_2

Chapter 139: 130~131: Marriage Dress Divine Skill vs Nine Yang Divine Skill, Dispel (Added 4 more for Alliance Hierarch Hua Lang)_2

How long had the opponent been lurking and cultivating in the Mixed Martial Arts World?

"It seems I must use Golden Light, combined with the deadly secret of Tiger Evil Saber Intent, to resolve him!"

Jiang Dali’s thoughts raced.

The two exchanged another dozen or so moves.

Seeing that his long blood bar had barely dropped a small fraction, while his own Qi-Blood had fallen a lot, Ting Shui’s heart grew increasingly heavy.

He realized he had seriously miscalculated.

The Divine Skill in Inner Strength that the Black Wind Village Chief had learned could even have a terrifying effect of rapidly healing and regaining energy.

And the ferocity of his Inner Strength was not even slightly inferior to his own Marriage Dress Divine Skill, which he was about to train to the 6th realm.

In some aspects, it even surpassed it.

At the very least, his Marriage Dress Divine Skill would still need a long time to cultivate before reaching the realm of Vajra Unbreakable and Unbreakable Ming King.

Yet, the Black Wind Village Chief might be combining it with other Cross Training Techniques; his physical strength alone was already close to that of Vajra.

And the supposed shortcoming of the Black Wind Village Chief’s movement technique.

Today’s encounter proved to be entirely wrong.

The Black Wind Village Chief truly embodied the strength of a bird’s precision and a bear’s body.

Powerful and ferocious.

Yet his agility and unpredictability were astounding – only a notch below his own.

Under these circumstances, his Qi-Blood was not superior and his Marriage Dress Divine Skill was even harder to sustain. His Shaolin Vajra Palm was not much better than his opponent’s Incomplete Giant Spirit Divine Palm, and victory seemed as hard as reaching the heavens.

With this thought.

Ting Shui made a snap decision; in the instant he surged forward, a short sword quickly unsheathed from beneath his wide robe.

The moment the short sword appeared, the sword light was cold and frosty as if it were snow – the famous Green Frost Sword revealed.

Hiss—

In an instant, the air seemed filled with Sword Qi, and the hissing sound, like thousands of strange snakes, moved endlessly around the space, full of deadly force.

A terrifying murderous aura, like that of an ominous venomous dragon, pressed directly towards Jiang Dali’s forehead.

At that moment, Jiang Dali’s thoughts nearly came to a halt.

"Life-taking Thirteen Swords?!"

Whoosh—

In an instant, the myriad of serpentine Sword Qi converged into one.

Like a silver lightning tearing across the sky, the short sword avoided Jiang Dali’s arm and stabbed towards his forehead like lightning.

In that flash, the situation turned on its head.

At the last moment, Jiang Dali roared back to alertness amidst dire straits, barely tilting his head.

Hiss—

The Longsword tore through the Nine Yang Qi Shield that burst from his body, through the skin of his forehead, grazing the skull, and leaving a deep bloody mark on his head.

In that instant, Ting Shui’s Longsword changed direction again, aiming to sweep across Jiang Dali’s neck.

However, at that moment.

A piercing force of Qi instantly shot out from Jiang Dali’s hand, tearing through the air with a sharp wave, shooting straight towards Ting Shui’s heart.

In the blink of an eye, Ting Shui made the wisest decision without hesitation, the short sword chopping down to block the One Yang Finger Force, retracting as if he had never struck, quickly retreating like an assassin who would retreat immediately if his strike failed, without lingering for a fight.

But as he retreated, Jiang Dali had no intention of letting him go.

"Trying to leave!? Take this strike from me!"

Jiang Dali stomped the ground, his body launching forward like a cannonball, relentlessly pursuing Ting Shui with an unstoppable momentum.

Ding ling ling—

Behind him, the Golden Nine-Ring Saber suddenly trembled with a huge buzzing sound, all nine rings resonating.

An overwhelmingly domineering Sword Intent burst out like a Fierce Tiger Descending the Mountain and enveloped Ting Shui.

"You’ve grasped Sword Intent too!"

Ting Shui’s expression shifted slightly, and his eyes seemed to lose focus for a moment, his heart constricting.

For him, this was completely unforeseen; he had never expected the Black Wind Village Chief to progress so rapidly.

At that moment.

Ka-ching—a loud sound!

A dazzling sword light suddenly emerged.

Yet the moment before the sword light emerged, Ting Shui seemed to have anticipated it, closing his eyes in advance, and then his sword thrust out with a cunning move, intricate and hidden, combining Yin and Yang, endlessly entwining.

Suddenly, in the distance, the players who were continuously exclaiming "Shit, shit!" as if a spectacularly beautiful fireworks display had suddenly burst into existence.

Sword Qi tangled with Saber Qi until it became an intertwined mass, painful to the onlooker’s eyes.

The clanging sounds never ceased.

And the humming of the Nine Rings Buzzing was heart-pounding!

"Kill!—"

At this moment.

Jiang Dali was completely immersed in the Saber Intent of the Tiger Evil Golden Ring Saber, abandoning all thoughts of Sword Skill or techniques, striking instinctively.

The dazzling sword bursts were like beams of light shooting out, like roaring and raging rivers, rampaging wildly.

In this storm of sword light, Ting Shui, the Master Tyrant, though not as recklessly open and closing, was able to disperse his Short Sword in an orderly fashion.

One after another deadly waves of Sword Qi continuously crisscrossed and collided with the sword light and shattered, eventually surrounding him like black venomous snakes.

The two had distinctly different styles of combat.

Ting Shui, in a No Self state, was like a highly precise machine, accurate and efficient, elusive and unpredictable.

Each sword seemed without trajectory and technique; yet, it always managed to hit the right spot.

Jiang Dali, on the other hand, was savagely aggressive, his every action desperate, not caring for minor injuries, recklessly trading blows with life and Qi-Blood against Ting Shui.

Their Saber Intent and Sword Intent influenced each other.

They fought from the east side of the hill to the west.

Along the way, the ground cracked, trees swayed, and debris flew.

All the surrounding Players could only watch.

They dared not interfere in such a terrifying battle, all feeling a chill in their hearts.

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