Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 223 - 0192: Lin Pingzhi, Corpse Chasing Sect, Fat and Thin Head Monk (Extra update for the Alliance Hierarch’s deep sleep)

Chapter 223: 0192: Lin Pingzhi, Corpse Chasing Sect, Fat and Thin Head Monk (Extra update for the Alliance Hierarch’s deep sleep)

"Why bother wasting words with him? A robber leader and yet he talks big."

A figure clad in purple robes with a sword slung over his shoulder emerged from the crowd. His appearance was youthful, with a hint of cold resentment in his eyes. He was rather handsome and dashing, but his temperament was extremely feminine, and his voice was so shrill it hardly sounded like a man’s.

Jiang Dali’s gaze sharpened as he sized up the man who had stepped out from the back and burst into laughter, "I was wondering who it could be. It turns out to be Lin Pingzhi, the eunuch who betrayed his master and deserted his sister.

Didn’t you think that practicing the Evil Extinguishing Sword Manual was enough and now you want Dongfang Bubai’s Sunflower Treasure Book as well?"

Lin Pingzhi’s face grew cold as he glared daggers at Jiang Dali, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He said to the three people beside him, "Leave him to me later. He’s so robust; I want to slice his flesh off piece by piece and try him into a human swine, then throw him into the foulest dung pit."

The three companions found no objection to this, and one of them, with a cyan complexion and skin as tough as folded steel, said with a forced smile, "Then I shall deal with Dongfang Bubai. I’m actually curious to see if Dongfang Bubai, who is now severely poisoned, can manage to kill me with just a tiny needle."

Lu Xiaofeng stared solemnly at the cyan-faced middle-aged man, "Are you from the Yan Family of Chen State? The Yan Family’s Zombie Fist is performed like a zombie, mysterious and strange.

But turning a living person into a zombie-like state as you have, Lu Xiaofeng has rarely seen the like in his lifetime."

"Hehehe. Good eye power, I am indeed of the Yan Family. I’ve forgotten my former name; now I just go by ’Corpse,’ and I’ve joined the Corpse Chasing Sect."

The middle-aged man leered coldly, "After joining the Corpse Chasing Sect, my strength improved even further, and only then could the Zombie Fist truly be called Zombie Fist."

Lu Xiaofeng took in a breath of cold air, "The Xiangxi Corpse Chasing Sect?"

"Hehe, Lu Xiaofeng, do you recognize who we are as well?"

The last pair, one fat and one thin, one tall and one short, smirked coldly.

Jiang Dali looked at the two odd figures and scoffed disdainfully, "The two of you, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, with incredibly ugly looks, if I’m not mistaken, must be the fat and thin monks from Divine Dragon Island, right?

How come?

Is your Divine Dragon Sect Leader also interested in the Sunflower Treasure Book of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect?"

The pair of fat and thin, tall and short monks laughed sinisterly at this, "Our Sect Leader knows that this treasure book was once from a certain dynasty’s Imperial Family and originally belonged to a eunuch. It’s said to be incredibly powerful, of course, we are very interested."

"However, there’s only one copy of the Sunflower Treasure Book, and yet there are so many of you. Even if you got it, how would you divide it?"

Wang Yuyan, who had almost died at the hands of a Hidden Weapon, couldn’t help but chime in.

The zombie-like man from the Corpse Chasing Sect sneered, "That’s not for you to worry about. After we get the Sunflower Treasure Book, we will study it together."

"Hehehehe."

Just then, Dongfang Bubai gave a cold, arrogant laugh, raising his brows challengingly, "It’s like a tiger fallen on the plains being bullied by dogs. You think with just a few of you, you can take away the Sunflower Treasure Book from me?"

Jiang Dali also sneered with scorn, but inside he was on high alert.

At this moment, he and Lu Xiaofeng were together, and Dongfang Bubai’s strength was not completely hindered. Even if he could only wield one-tenth of his strength, it was still formidable.

The newcomers, although somewhat famous and powerful in some regions of the Martial World,

But he and Lu Xiaofeng were not to be trifled with, who’s to say they could easily handle them?

Moreover, they had come flying through the air in search of the Great Wisdom and Da Tong, and should be unknown to anyone and untracked.

These people could only have found this place by astounding means.

Thus, there must be even more formidable experts hidden in the shadows, ready to strike at any moment.

And that was the most dangerous part.

What lay visible before people’s eyes did not invoke great fear.

It was the invisible and unknown that truly made one’s back chill with dread.

"Attack! Kill!"

Jiang Dali had just come to this realization when Lin Pingzhi suddenly let out a low shout.

"Kill!" The cry of killing rolled off his tongue.

In an instant, the Longsword at Lin Pingzhi’s waist shot out of its sheath with a clang, its sword light flashing like lightning, aiming a rapid and fierce stab at Jiang Dali’s head and chest.

This attack came as suddenly as a water jar shattering, erupting with incredible swiftness.

Almost simultaneously,

The Corpse Chasing Sect’s expert, Corpse, suddenly screamed out, having been hit with a needle from Dongfang Bubai at the very moment of Lin Pingzhi’s attack.

Yet his body seemed as tough as steel, comparable in strength to Jiang Dali after practicing Cross Training.

The needle Dongfang Bubai had preemptively used could only pierce through his clothing and partially into his flesh, failing to penetrate his heart.

In that split second, Corpse, bellowing, pounced towards Dongfang Bubai. His body leapt, covering several meters like a zombie, and his black and sharp-nailed palms tore through the air with claw-like movements and punches, aiming awkwardly and bizarrely at Dongfang Bubai.

In that moment, his mouth opened and two Hidden Weapons shot out. With another breath, two more Hidden Weapons were expell

ed.

Swish, swish—

The latter two Hidden Weapons, coming afterward, hit the earlier ones precisely on target.

"Clang, clang," went the sound.

The four Hidden Weapons scattered in mid-air, one targeting Dongfang Bubai’s chest, another his face.

Two others shot out crosswise, aiming for Jiang Dali and Wang Yuyan.

This astonishing method of spitting out Hidden Weapons was bizarre to the extreme and took everyone by surprise.

Jiang Dali had his hands full with Lin Pingzhi’s fast swordplay, his temples pulsing with pain, feeling threatened by the Hidden Weapons’ whistling through the air.

Simultaneously, another Hidden Weapon was targeting Wang Yuyan, who knew no martial arts at all.

Although Wang Yuyan was his prisoner, she was also his trophy, a living Langhuan Blessed Land that must not be harmed.

But at this crucial moment, his hands were tied, and Lu Xiaofeng was similarly entangled by the fat and thin monks.

At this critical juncture, Jiang Dali’s mind raced, and he made a split-second decision, tilting his head quickly.

With a swishing sound, a Hidden Weapon flew past his face, the gust from it making his eyes sting.

At the same time, he let out a sudden roar, his muscles vibrating with a sound like a dragon’s chant or a tiger’s roar.

With a "snap," Lin Pingzhi’s Longsword fiercely embedded itself in his chest but, sensing it couldn’t penetrate deeply, he retracted it with reserve strength, converting the thrust lightning-fast toward his eyes.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Dali was both shocked and enraged, his hands lunging out in two different directions.

With his left hand, he suddenly thrust out to the left, like a Cloud Dragon Probe Claw, its Qi Force exploding with a bang.

His right hand followed close behind, reaching out in front of him, like a Golden Dragon holding a sphere, its palm power bursting forth powerfully.

Twin Dragon Capture!!

The Nine Yang Marrying Robe Divine Skill within his body burst forth like floodwaters through a gate.

A roar!!

Two swirling vortex-like golden dragon phantoms flashed through Jiang Dali’s palms, releasing an immense and terrible Absorption Force.

With a clang, Lin Pingzhi’s complexion drastically changed, his sword instantly twisting into a corkscrew.

But at that instant, his body also twisted with the sword, and he suddenly pointed out a finger, as Sword Qi burst forth, aiming a deadly strike at Jiang Dali’s brow.

Clang!

At that moment, the Hidden Weapon aimed at Wang Yuyan was also deflected off course by the Absorption Force from Jiang Dali’s left hand.

Almost simultaneously, Lu Xiaofeng’s two fingers materialized out of nowhere in front of Jiang Dali, precisely pinching Lin Pingzhi’s finger that had been pointed at Jiang Dali.

Such an ingenious move that seemed to be perfectly in tune with telepathy was truly marvelous and timely, living up to the name of Heart Rhinoceros.

Jiang Dali, who was just about to use the Golden Bell Shield to withstand the attack, inwardly praised the move.

Lin Pingzhi, however, let out a fierce shout and, with ruthless determination, snapped his own finger and retreated hastily, his Longsword suddenly weaving sword flowers and thrusting towards Dongfang Bubai.

"Die!!"

Just then, two loud shouts rang out as the corpulent and thin head monks who had been freed from Lu Xiaofeng’s hold, charged at Jiang Dali, launching palm strikes filled with Qi Force, savagely attacking him.

This was a strange type of palm power.

Within the ferocious palm wind were layers of swirling currents, yet the force was fierce and overwhelming, like a mountain collapsing upon him.

Clearly, it was the combined force of two strikes blended into one, making it impossible to discern if it was one person’s palm power or that of two people.

It was as if two palms had been perfectly merged into one, and once unleashed, it was the power of two people, startling and breathtaking.

"Bring it on! Laozi will indulge you!!"

Aggravated by the relentless and pressing attacks, Jiang Dali’s eyes blazed with a fierce glow, he let out a wild roar with a breath as potent as fire, his Momentum soaring to a peak state.

Boom!

His Black War Boots stomped on the ground.

The ground shattered.

Jiang Dali charged forward like a bolt, his body’s fierce Qi Force exploding like thunder and flame, and he struck out with two palms at the speed of lightning!

A roar!!!

The ferocious Momentum gathering in his body exploded suddenly, resonating in a chorus of dragon roars!

Amidst the huge sound waves, two palm powers like fog-entwined giant dragons struck out fiercely, colliding with the two head monks whose complexions had drastically changed.

Boom!!!!!

As their palm powers collided mid-air, they burst out with a violent roar like that of an explosive bomb.

The Gang Wind smashed into the ground, causing it to crack and crevices to form, as it trembled violently, sending pebbles flying and dust billowing.

Bang!

The tremendous force was suddenly transmitted to both parties.

"Uh!"

"Ah!"

The complexions of the corpulent and thin head monks simultaneously turned white; they both spat out blood and were thrown backward onto the ground as if they were dragged by a plow, creating two shocking trenches more than a meter long and struggling with their disordered Qi-Blood.

In contrast, Jiang Dali’s sleeves and Protective Bracelets exploded under the fierce Qi Force, revealing two muscular arms, which looked as if made out of rods of iron, concealing an astonishing strength.

His imposing presence was terrifying, almost causing heart palpitations. Having practiced Cross Training Technique, his nearly three-meter-tall, muscular body was daunting. As he surveyed his surroundings with the air of an undefeatable lion, he appeared to hold the world in contempt.

"Has my brother entered that state again?!"

Lu Xiaofeng sucked in a breath of cold air, glanced at the corpulent and thin head monks, and without hesitation, turned to assist Dongfang Bubai, who was battling against them. In his heart, he already had silent epitaphs prepared for the head monks.

The corpulent and thin head monks had not anticipated that Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali would suddenly erupt with such horrifying power, as if a primeval beast resided within him, capable of unleashing heart-stopping formidable strength at a moment’s notice. Both looked bitter, desperately trying to suppress the turmoil in their Qi-Blood as they scrambled to their feet from the ground.

"Heh! You fat and thin duo can really take a hit!"

Jiang Dali’s wild and icy Momentum soared to the skies, his body suddenly moved, his muscles and bones thundering, and with a sinister smile, he said, "In consideration of your hard-earned Martial Arts skills, Laozi will leave you a whole corpse today!"

Swoosh!——

His figure lunged, taut like a drawn bow, leaping like a tiger, charging forward.

His right palm thundered as it struck, agitating the air.

The terrible Momentum of the Dragon Subduing Twenty-Eight Palm once again surged and gathered, forming an incredibly fearsome wave that enveloped all around.

The Momentum climbed again and again!

"Take another palm strike from Laozi!!"

Jiang Dali bellowed!

Overwhelmed with fear, the corpulent and thin head monks suddenly retreated while shouting, "Make your move, ah!"

Swoosh——

Suddenly, an iron ball came flying at a blinding speed.

Then, with a loud bang, the iron ball exploded on impact, instantly fragmenting into countless serrated miniature Knife Blades, shooting wildly in all directions.

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