Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 174: Episodes 155-156: Heavenly Demon Aura, The Terrifying Witch (8000, 2 extra - s for Alliance Hierarch Dragon Sparrow)_2

Chapter 174: Episodes 155-156: Heavenly Demon Aura, The Terrifying Witch (8000, 2 extra Chapters for Alliance Hierarch Dragon Sparrow)_2

Wanwan let out a low cry, her brows lightly furrowed as she hastily dodged, only to feel an odd Inner Qi invading her arm, as if struck by lightning, temporarily causing a numb sensation.

She quickly raised two whips of red gauze, winding and extracting like iron whips, her aura becoming even more seductive and eerie.

A terribly fearsome Heavenly Demon Aura was built in an instant, combined with the red silk to form a dense and formidable offensive, pressing down on Jiang Dali like a thousand counter-waves.

At that moment, Jiang Dali felt a sudden surge of reluctance and infatuation within his thoughts and spirit, slowing his response by half a beat.

The next instant, his body tensed up fiercely, a suffocating pain and compressing sensation came over him, as he was abruptly ensnared and bound tightly by the Heavenly Demon Aura and red silk, unable to move as if he were a wrapped rice dumpling.

Wanwan looked at Jiang Dali, who was trapped and strangled by the red silk and the constructed Heavenly Demon Aura, and sighed with feigned tenderness, "What a pity, Master Jiang, you have been subdued by me so quickly, indeed too boring, I don’t want to play anymore, goodbye!"

With those words, she suddenly crossed her arms and pulled forcefully, and instantly under the activation of the spinning Heavenly Demon Aura, the red silk whirled around madly like iron chains with razor blades, threatening to instantly grind the person trapped within into meaty fragments.

Wanwan’s speech seemed tender and affectionate.

But her actions were absolutely more merciless than anyone else’s.

However, just as the red silk spun, an incredibly terrifying aura abruptly burst forth from within the enveloping silk.

Boom—

A terrible, destructive, and fierce masculine aura exploded violently.

The red silk was suddenly ballooned out by an immense force, and Jiang Dali’s whole body crackled loudly, his clothes shredded to pieces, revealing his robust and majestic body underneath, solid as an ageless stone statue, emanating a wild and tyrannical aura.

"What!?"

Wanwan’s face changed for the first time with a muffled grunt, her pretty face flickered with an eerie aura, and instantly the red silk tensed up straight as steel, even more terrifyingly strong.

Chiang—

Just then, a dazzling Sword Light burst forth from behind Jiang Dali, like a blinding mini sun, tearing the red silk to shreds in an instant, the astonishing Sword Intent sweeping across the field like thunder.

A flash of Golden Light!

Jiang Dali held the saber in his hand, all nine rings resonating, emitting a terror-filled saber howl like a devil’s chant rushing into the brain, scattering the Heavenly Demon Aura and Wanwan’s beguiling voice.

"Kill—!"

He roared like a tiger leaping across a ravine, his saber fiercely chopping down towards Wanwan.

Tiger Slaughter Golden Ring Saber Secret Technique: Fierce Tiger Roar Mountain Moon High!

The saber light, seemingly doubled in size and fierceness, swept across.

The ground was instantly torn open with shocking ravines.

"A man’s face turns heartless so quickly."

Wanwan snorted coldly, her figure already drifting lightly backward in the blast of the saber energy, floating gracefully in mid-air like a fairy, waving several palms towards where the saber light erupted.

Several booming palm powers exploded.

Suddenly, Wanwan’s expression changed, and she quickly dodged.

Whoosh—

In almost an instant, a fierce, piercing Finger Strength tore through her skirt’s hem, narrowly piercing through her calf.

Just as she was gearing up for another round, there came a roaring sound—

Another terrifying palm power condensed into a Qi Wall fiercely struck towards her.

Wanwan’s figure flashed again, dodging with a stunningly agile grace.

But in that instant, a gargantuan figure moving at high speed like a giant troll elephant crashed towards her fiercely, the saber aura it stirred up like a tornado, destroying everything in its path.

"What a brutish fellow!"

Wanwan furrowed her brows, her continuous dodges insufficient, forcing her to once again thrust out the red gauze.

However, as soon as the red silk touched the tornado-like saber light, it tore into scattering fluff in an instant.

A few palms landed on Jiang Dali, amid the crisscrossing saber aura, yet he seemed unfazed, unable to be shaken by the terrifying destructive aura, instead wary of being hit by him.

"Master Jiang, true to your name, you’re incredibly strong, you’ve hurt me; I won’t play with you anymore! Next time, I’ll come for you!"

Wanwan, unable to overcome him after a long struggle, and thinking of Lu Xiaofeng and the others who had left not long ago, huffed, her figure flashed, and she quickly moved into the woods like a ghost, tapping on treetops, disappearing in a few bounds, without a trace.

Swoosh!

In the battered and chaotic scene, Jiang Dali, exuding a terrifying intense aura, his body massive, gasped for breath with his saber thrust into the ground, and casting a bloodshot gaze in the direction Wanwan had left, he exhaled a breath heavily, immediately stopping the intense and fierce Inner Qi within his body.

Suddenly, the plummeting Qi-Blood and Inner Qi gradually stabilized.

Jiang Dali’s figure also immediately returned to normal, with many parts of his skin throughout his body reddening as it cleared away the bruises, and inside, his meridians ached as though they were being sliced with a knife.

He realized at once that he must have sustained internal injuries.

In just half a day, he had entered the frenzied state of the Nine Yang Marrying Robe Divine Skill twice, bursting forth with a terrifying combat power that was alarming to behold.

The toll on both the inside and outside of his body was beyond imagination.

Even with Jiang Dali’s constitution, he now felt that it was too much to bear, and his Qi-Blood had dropped to about forty percent of its original level.

Such a dangerous situation where the Qi-Blood could drop below fifty percent.

It was indeed a rarity for him to experience.

However, the people who had pushed him to this point were none other than the Vajra Sect’s Ah Er and the Yinkui Sect’s Witch Wanwan.

Even though Ah Er’s strength was not as formidable as it would be at the peak of his future,

And Wanwan’s Heavenly Demon Great Method had not yet reached the terrifying state of the eighteen layers,

This achievement was still commendable.

"The witches of the Yinkui Sect are indeed fearsome; they’re all super trashy women, nearly on par with the Flower Sect.

Although Wanwan seems endlessly tender, offering the illusion of endless possibilities, in reality, she only uses charm as a means to ensnare her targets. Truly falling for it, one wouldn’t even know how they ended up dead.

This woman’s emotions are entirely devoted to Xu Ziling; to other men, she’s merely playing roles, using them as fertilizer to enhance her Heavenly Demon Great Method."

Jiang Dali’s heart was like a clear mirror. Despite apparently exchanging cunning words with Wanwan, it was nothing more than a tactic to deal with her—never truly captivated by her charms, showcasing the indomitable quality of a man with steadfast determination.

After taking a few high-quality Jade Dew Pills,

He glanced at the chaotic battlefield and quickly departed.

Tyrant Hall, this bunch of no-goods, actually went so far as to bring the Witch Wanwan to help take Ting Shui away—the investment they made was substantial.

No wonder players like Don’t Move had gone to the length of committing suicide.

To remain conscious and commit suicide upon encountering the Witch Wanwan

Already demonstrated the loyalty and caliber of these confidant players to the Mountain Village.

Otherwise, a slightly more lecherous man would probably reveal everything about the Black Wind Village Chief down to the number of hairs in his armpit to the Witch Wanwan.

Not to mention revealing Ting Shui’s whereabouts.

"Tyrant Hall, I had thought of letting Ting Shui, this defeated subordinate, go after you brought the Life-taking Thirteen Swords and other secret manuals. But now it seems... hmph."

Jiang Dali swiftly moved through the forest and first arrived at Black Prison.

Upon seeing that the Black Prison was indeed empty, his mind was set.

He was about to turn and head toward the Mountain Village secret passage.

But after taking just a few steps away, a thought struck Jiang Dali, and he dismissed the idea of going to the Mountain Village secret passage for now.

The whereabouts of the Witch Wanwan, who might still be lurking around, were unclear.

Given the extreme prowess of the Heavenly Demon Great Method, the Concealing Breath Technique within it was incomparably profound.

Just a moment ago, he had only detected her presence with the assistance of the Calamity Relief Beads, and the Spiritual Sense enhanced by the Nine Yang Marrying Robe Divine Skill hadn’t helped at all.

If Witch Wanwan were truly observing in secret, by going to the secret passage, he would be exposing the whereabouts of Ting Shui and the others.

With this thought in mind, Jiang Dali walked straight toward Yiqi Hall, not bothering with the secret passage.

Not far away, behind a tree,

A graceful figure that resembled a fairy flashed out, her bright eyes pensively gazing at the departing figure of Jiang Dali, and she let out a light huff.

"Such a cautious man... I wonder whether that makes him interesting or dull? Hmph, in any case, he’s nothing compared to my Ziling..."

With a light tap on the ground, Wanwan disappeared in a moment, leaving only a lingering fragrance...

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