Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 311 - 259~260: The Enemies Gather, Can He Withstand a Mighty Punch? (Monthly ticket 26/2700 additional release)

Chapter 311: 259~260: The Enemies Gather, Can He Withstand a Mighty Punch? (Monthly ticket 26/2700 additional release)

"Village chief!"

All female Players of the Personal Guard looked at Jiang Dali, who was sitting in a rattan chair.

Suddenly, a series of dense sounds of knife and crutch collisions erupted from outside the battle circle.

Wan Renlang grunted, staggered and retreated, his hands were sorely cracked, and his long knife had already flown out of his hand, his meridians were somewhat damaged, internal injuries were far more serious than the external ones.

This was still because the day before yesterday he had received the transmitting power from Jiang Dali, his strength had already broken through to the Outer Qi Realm, otherwise, he would not be able to receive even two moves from the opponent.

Thump! ——

At that moment, Wu Lie also grunted and retreated to the arena, standing shoulder to shoulder with Wan Renlang, both looking awful.

In the arena, a black-clad old man holding an iron crutch and a chilly young man holding a longsword with a sneer appeared, both emanating strong auras.

"Who are you? How dare you come here to kill with so much audacity, completely disregarding our village chief!"

Wan Renlang fiercely glared at the two and shouted angrily.

As soon as his voice fell, more screams and cries for help from the Nine Ghosts of Xiliang came from below the mountain.

The sword-bearing chilly young man heh-heh smiled and said, "You are not worthy of knowing our names, but I can tell you, we all come from Qianluo Mountain City!"

"Qianluo Mountain City?"

Wu Lie’s expression was puzzled.

But Wan Renlang was shocked and his face turned pale, "The Qianluo Mountain City of the Black List expert Poisonous Hand Qianluo? This is a giant of the dark paths in the Martial World."

"Hmm? I didn’t expect you to have some ’eye power’."

The black-clad old man with the crutch sneered hoarsely, his eyes murky as if stained with green phlegm, he nodded at Wu Lie, "Not bad, if you are willing to leave Black Wind Village now, I can make it so you join the city, become a member of the city, serving the Qianluo City Lord, isn’t that much better than following a village chief who’s about to die?"

"Hmph!"

Just then, a cold snort sounded.

Jiang Dali suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze like two electric torches, falling directly upon the black-clothed elder with the crutch and the sword-bearing youth, speaking indifferently,

"I didn’t expect that the mighty Poisonous Hand Qianluo, instead of dealing with Lang Fan Yun of Nu Jiao Island, decided to trouble the Black Wind Village Chief. Could it be that you have your eyes on the tiny plot of land in Hui Prefecture?"

Both the black-clad elder with the crutch and the sword-bearing youth immediately shifted their attention to Jiang Dali, seeing his aura full of strange terror, but also seeming somewhat weak, both became more resolute in their thinking.

The black-clad elder chuckled, "Hui Prefecture can’t exactly be called a tiny plot of land, originally our City Lord had his eyes on it, ready to take it at any time.

I didn’t expect that the Black Wind Village Chief would take preemptive possession. But no matter, you helped our city take over the entire Hui Prefecture, our Lord can take it back from you just as well.

If you are wise now, why not surrender directly to our city? I’m sure the City Lord would treat you very well."

"Heh heh heh... if you want to provoke me, you’ve succeeded now."

Jiang Dali let out a faint cold laugh, slowly standing up, his huge body rising like a small hill, causing the black-clad elder and his companion to narrow their eyes slightly, silently on guard.

"If Qianluo himself had come to my Black Wind Village today, I might have had to show some respect, but with just you two onions? You dare to act unruly in front of Jiang Dali!? Huh?"

Jiang Dali glared fiercely, two tangible beams of cold light shooting straight out, like a fierce tiger ready to choose its prey.

Both the black-clad elder and his companion felt as if facing a formidable enemy, the sword-bearing youth took a deep breath and sneered, "Black Wind Village Chief, do not make empty shows of strength here, we all know that your cultivation of the Marriage Dress Divine Skill has gone awry, even if you have just successfully recultivated it, how much strength can you muster? If you were still as you used to be, you would have charged out to fight us by now."

Jiang Dali frowned, still standing in his original place, as if hesitating.

"Hehehe — Black Wind Village Chief, you too have days like this? Weren’t you once wildly arrogant? Why aren’t you arrogant now? At the foot of the mountain, a large number of your old enemies have come to kill, I think today Black Wind Village will fall together with you."

Just at that moment, a drifting, uncertain voice came from not far away.

The owner of this voice seemed to be flying in midair, and then moving through the ground, now on the left, then on the right, now above, then below.

Jiang Dali swept a cold glance and saw in the darkness,

several figures that resembled skinny monkeys, suddenly leaping onto trees, burrowing into the ground, causing the earth to rise in furrows, he couldn’t help but snort coldly.

"I didn’t expect that you, the timid members of Earth Rat Sect, would also come today? It seems I, Jiang Dali, am indeed like a tiger that has fallen to the plains and is being picked on by dogs."

"Hehehe — Jiang Dali, do you remember the disciple of the Earth Rat Sect you killed on Chessboard Mountain that day? He was the son of Elder Qi, and you cruelly killed him. You are heartless and ruthless, and today our Earth Rat Sect taking revenge on you is well deserved."

Suddenly a figure, slender as a monkey, emerged from an underground hole nearly breaking into the defensive circle of the Players, but was immediately repelled by Ning Su and others.

"Ha ha ha ha, the mighty Black Wind Village Chief, once so glorious, now you rely on a group of women to save your life?"

Just then, another big man with a group of about a dozen or twenty people came up the mountain, his expression coldly fixed on Jiang Dali, his tone mocking.

Jiang Dali looked at the clothes and attire of these people, his expression indifferent, "A bunch of leaderless lackeys of the Songshan Sect? You’ve also come to die?"