Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 435 - 0354: Suppressing Star Sect Old Monster with a Flip of a Palm! Who’s Next? (Extra 32 for monthly ticket)_2

Chapter 435: 0354: Suppressing Star Sect Old Monster with a Flip of a Palm! Who’s Next? (Extra 32 for monthly ticket)_2

The spectators were all aghast at the sight.

They only saw a towering figure flash by, streaking past like a fierce wind, with an astonishing speed.

Ding Chunqiu was also scared pale, gritting his teeth as he launched a palm strike towards Jiang Dali, and in that instant, a puff of white powder burst out.

Carefree Three Smiles Powder!

However, the blurred figure of Jiang Dali within the storm was fearless, his right hand reaching out like a dragon’s claw or a tiger’s fist.

With a loud boom, the poison powder was instantly blown back.

Ding Chunqiu’s face changed in terror, suddenly feeling a fierce force strike like a landslide, his breath stuck, and his heart cried out in despair.

Crack!

Upon clasping palms, Jiang Dali landed on the ground like an iron giant elephant, not moving an inch.

But Ding Chunqiu let out a miserable scream, his arm broke with a crack, and his whole body was sent flying backward.

Yet, at this moment, Jiang Dali reached out with another claw.

Boom!

The air trembled violently, rippling into waves.

A dragon head apparition roared out from Jiang Dali’s huge palm, erupting with an incredibly fierce absorption force.

"Not good, Beiming Divine Skill!?"

Ding Chunqiu was shocked, feeling a surge of immense power rolling towards him like the waves of a raging sea, immediately using all his strength to perform the Thousand Jin Fall to the ground, his legs plunging deep into the earth. He then used the Iron Plate Bridge skill, and his feet became rooted like an old tree, unmovable.

However, even so, the wild absorption force was still pulling in the surrounding air, causing dead grass and dust to fly and stones to scuttle across the ground.

Ding Chunqiu, at the forefront, had his white hair billowing wildly, his facial skin trembling violently as if struck by water waves, and tears involuntarily streaming from his eyes due to the irritation, feeling his Inner Strength draining rapidly, nearly fainting from shock.

"What is this cultivation technique?"

"Could it be the Carefree Sect’s Beiming Divine Skill? The Black Wind Village Chief can use it too?"

Seeing such a terrifying scene, the surrounding warriors were all frightened, their hair standing on end as they quickly stood up, with their hearts pounding – only Left Hand Blade Feng Han remained seated and composed, without panic.

Figures like Duan Yu, Duan Yanqing, South Sea Crocodile God, Han Valley Eight Friends, and including Shaolin Xuan Nan, Xuzhu, Su Xinghe, and others were all shocked by Jiang Dali’s display of might overpowering Ding Chunqiu with just one move.

Many of the spectating players were so frightened they were shouting out loud, and among them, some of the Xingxiu Sect players were nearly crying.

Could it be that their Xingxiu Sect was about to follow in the footsteps of Huashan Sect and Lingjiu Palace, about to lose their Sect Leader?

"Resist futilely, come here!"

Just then, Jiang Dali snorted coldly, and his outstretched palm suddenly made a fierce grab, utilizing the skill of the Great Dragon Capturing Hand.

With a roar, a thick dragon-shaped energy violently coiled out and clasped onto Ding Chunqiu.

"Ah!!"

Already drained by the suction, Ding Chunqiu was no longer able to stand steady, his legs were pulled out from the ground, and his body was flung toward Jiang Dali.

In this critical moment of life and death, his eyes red with fury, he bellowed and raised his left palm, exerting all his strength in a strike.

Bang!

This palm met with Jiang Dali’s absorbing hand.

"Ah! I’m going all out!"

Ding Chunqiu gritted his teeth and used the Transformation Technique.

However, in that instant, his entire power surged towards Jiang Dali even faster, and the Transformation Technique could not shake the opponent’s formidable Inner Qi in the slightest.

"You overestimate yourself."

Jiang Dali sneered as he exerted more fierce and merciless force with his palm, absorbing the opponent’s True Qi without any pity.

"Spare... spare... my life... I, I can, serve... serve loyally..."

Ding Chunqiu’s eyes were filled with blood and tears, snot flowing freely, drained to exhaustion by the absorption, his face contorted with bulging veins as he opened his mouth like a fish gasping on shore, desperately begging for mercy while his body convulsed and trembled ceaselessly.

Jiang Dali was utterly unmoved, instead, he mocked, "A person who betrays his master and ancestors like you, even if you swore loyalty to me, I would dare not accept. Besides, I’ve already promised to remove you for Su Sect Leader, so just die in peace."

No sooner had his words fallen...

Jiang Dali’s palm shook violently.

The True Qi that was being absorbed suddenly surged back, viciously striking into Ding Chunqiu’s body.

Instantly shattering Ding Chunqiu’s heart meridian.

"Puh—"

Ding Chunqiu’s eyes bulged as he spat out a Blood Arrow, gasping for his last breath, his mouth agape as he dropped dead under the shocked gazes of the surrounding crowd.

"Hmph!"

Jiang Dali’s Protective True Qi scattered the Blood Arrow, flinging Ding Chunqiu’s body onto the ground like trash. He then glanced at his palm, noticing some purple and green toxins that had surfaced.

The toxins made his palm start to ache and itch.

However, with a burst of vigorous and masculine True Qi from within Jiang Dali’s body, the purple and green toxins on his palm dissolved like the melting snow of early spring.

This terrifying detoxification was once again a shock to the heroes around him.

Jiang Dali, however, appeared indifferent.

Although he had not yet reached the level of Vajra Unbreakable or the Immaculate Body, he could still be said to possess an Immune to Poison body.

After all, whether it was Nine Yang Divine Skill, Dharma’s Muscle Strengthening Scripture, or Marriage Dress Divine Skill, reaching Great Success in cultivation meant Immunity to Hundred Poisons.

And he had combined these Divine Skills within himself, making Ding Chunqiu’s expertise in using poisons seem inadequate against him.

"Master!"

Just then, Wan Wan skimmed over from one side, taking the initiative to grab Jiang Dali’s palm and examine it, even blowing gently on it. Only after seeing no harm did she breathe a sigh of relief and pat her chest.

This scene, witnessed by many players watching from outside, instantly shattered the hearts of many sycophants, feeling the impact stronger than when Jiang Dali had just crushed Ding Chunqiu with his attack.

"F*ck! Something’s off? This Wan Wan doesn’t seem like she’s being held hostage by the Black Wind Village Chief. Why does she care so much about him?"

"Looking at the Black Wind Village Chief, he seems unmoved. Could this be the attitude a true god should have? I feel like I’ve had an epiphany."

"Wuwuwu, even the Black Wind Village Chief, this epitome of straight, iron-clad manliness, has a stunning female sycophant groveling at his feet, what are we supposed to do?"

"Why do I feel happiness when I see this? You guys aren’t qualified sycophants. I spent money on a mink, I can only wear it. But if I spend money on a mink for my goddess, I get to see her wear the mink while the Black Wind Village Chief has his arm around her waist."

Amidst the jealous and envious comments from players...

Jiang Dali shrugged off Wan Wan’s hand, indicating that he was unharmed, then turned his gaze towards Su Xinghe and said, "I came here this time to help you deal with Ding Chunqiu and to meet your master Wuya Zi."

Su Xinghe was originally overjoyed and ready to express his gratitude but was startled and showed a distressed look upon hearing this. "Master Jiang, the old man has invited heroes from all over the world to play this Jinglong Chess game, intending to use it to select the successor for my master’s mantle. This game has not been solved yet..."

"Oh? I see."

Jiang Dali looked around at the crowd, his thick brows framing bright and wild eyes like knives. Wherever his gaze landed, people could not help but turn away from his stare, feeling the sting as if a blade were cutting into their flesh. His mouth stretched into a smile.

"Hehehe, does anyone else wish to play this Jinglong Chess game? First come, first served. The hour is late, so let’s start taking your seats quickly!"

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