Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 258 - 217~218: Emperor’s Divine Fist? White eyebrows, white hair, white face (monthly ticket 1100~1200 additional updates)_2

Chapter 258: 217~218: Emperor’s Divine Fist? White eyebrows, white hair, white face (monthly ticket 1100~1200 additional updates)_2

"With that terrifying brute force of yours, village chief, who could possibly bully you?"

Warning! Warning! You have severely injured an Embroidered Uniform Guard and a member of the Sticky Pole Office in Luoyang City, which is likely to alarm the experts in Luoyang City and lead to action against you. You will soon be blacklisted by Luoyang City.

The panel continued to vibrate at this point.

"I haven’t even reached the point of being wanted yet."

Jiang Dali frowned and snorted coldly. After a moment’s thought, he turned and looked at Floral Hairpin Tower, "Let’s go, these annoying fellows in the city are too boring."

——

Dongfang Bubai, holding Wang Yuyan, flashed down from Floral Hairpin Tower.

"Village chief! What about us? What do we do now?"

The remaining dozen or so Players who had not yet been killed immediately ran down from Floral Hairpin Tower.

Jiang Dali waved his hand broadly, "If you stay in the city any longer, I’m afraid you’ll just get dragged down by me. Leave the city now and regroup with the other brothers. Once this village chief is done stirring up trouble, I’ll find a place to settle you all down."

Upon hearing this, several players happily accepted the command and directly slit their own throats to resurrect at the Resurrection Point outside the city.

Some who were in the Power Refining Realm and reluctant to kill themselves picked up the clothes of their deceased brothers, bade farewell to Jiang Dali, and quickly ran towards the outskirts of the city.

"Black Wind Village Chief! Your arrogance knows no bounds; our court will soon have experts to take you down! You will regret what you have done today."

At that moment, a Blood Dripper expert, who had been injured with a fractured arm, struggled to his feet and gave a stern warning with fear in his voice.

"Noise!"

Jiang Dali’s gaze turned icy. His arm muscles bulged with a horrifying curvature as a spiral of Qi Force swirled and condensed in his palm.

"Someone is coming."

Dongfang Bubai suddenly looked towards the west with a glint in his eyes.

"Hmm?" Jiang Dali’s ears twitched, and the powerful palm power of the Splitting Sky Palm that he had been gathering in his palm decisively turned and ferociously struck towards the west side.

"Black Wind child, don’t be so arrogant!! I, Tie Feng, am coming to meet you!"

A thunderous roar came from around the corner to the west, followed by a figure leaping forward with a brutal aura. A punch was thrown, and an explosive airwave emerged, easily shattering the mighty Splitting Sky Palm Jiang Dali had sent out.

"Mr. Tie!"

Several heavily injured Embroidered Uniform Guards rejoiced.

"Kill!!!——"

With an angry shout from Tie Feng, the voice was still rolling on the tongue when his figure, like lightning, tore through the air and approached.

Boom!

His punch was thrown with a mighty momentum, a divine presence that locked onto Jiang Dali; it was unstoppable, like a punch thrown by a Heavenly God descending, breathtaking to witness.

Every Martial World person within Luoyang who was watching this scene couldn’t help but change color in shock, knowing that a court expert stationed in Luoyang had made a move.

Dongfang Bubai on the side instantly furrowed his brows, his aura turning cold as a needle, ready to strike at any moment.

"Emperor’s Divine Fist?!"

Jiang Dali felt his will briefly shaken and intimidated; his skin felt as if it was being compressed, and the air around him seemed to solidify into an iron wall, leaving no room to dodge.

Emperor’s Divine Fist!

The Emperor’s power was the Supreme Power, and the greater the power, the more terrifying the Fist Skill.

A punch like that, as though assisted by divine beings, could crush all in its way!

"Bring it on!!"

Jolted awake, Jiang Dali roared as his momentum peaked under the Gathering Technique of the Dragon Subduing Twenty-Eight Palm.

A vortex-like airwave suddenly condensed around him due to the influence of his Inner Qi, emitting a terrorizing presence.

Thump!

He stepped forward, the ground trembled as if about to collapse, his elbows bent to exert force, his entire spine acting like a rearing Big Dragon as he gathered his ferocious power.

He struck with a palm!

His hand moved like a grinding millstone!

Roaring!!!

He let out a thunderous bellow, his figure enveloped by a ferocious airwave, charging forth like a giant spirit riding a dragon.

Thump!!

The very instant fist met palm.

Qi Force burst out with a thunderous explosion.

A muscular silhouette and a lean figure clashed fist to flesh with raw power!

It made every onlooker feel like their bones ached, and the air around them rippled like water.

Crack——

Jiang Dali grunted as he spun to the ground, feeling as if he had been struck in the chest by a punch, his breath rushing back, his expression one of astonishment.

"Take another punch from me!"

Just then, Tie Feng stepped to the side, twisting his waist and roaring as he came, his right fist like a hammer, unforgivingly smashing down like a Heavenly God’s punishment.

"Good! Really good!! That’s some power!"

Jiang Dali laughed as he rushed back into the fight, his palm slicing through the air like a saber, a scorching airwave accompanying a swirling Golden Bell striking out from his palm.

It was precisely a palm strike created by combining the Burning Wood Blade Skill with the Sun and Moon Golden Bell Shield and the Divine Dragon Tail.

Boom!

The Golden Bell and the Dragon Flame trembled violently.

Tie Feng’s fist ached terribly; he felt as if a great force had numbed his arm as if a huge elephant had suddenly side-swiped him, and he was nearly sent flying.

At that moment, Jiang Dali’s figure closed in, the veins on his neck bulging out like worms, his mouth opened wide!

"Not good!!"

Tie Feng shouted in his heart and quickly channeled his Inner Qi into his ears; with a grunt, he drew his saber and intercepted it at his chest.

The next moment!

Roar!!

A deep and domineering roar echoed through the area, its sound waves striking Tie Feng with a forceful impact.

Tie Feng’s vision darkened, his brain buzzed, and blood trickled from his nose and ears.

Almost simultaneously, a fierce palm force, faster than lightning, struck.

Clang, the Brocade Spring Saber in his hand dented and twisted, the web of his hand split open and gushed blood.

Tie Feng let out a miserable scream, his body sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

Whoosh——

Just at that moment, a cold arrow shot out from a shadowy corner, heading straight for the back of Jiang Dali’s neck.