Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 46 - 048: The Battle is Decided

Chapter 46: 048: The Battle is Decided

Jiang Dali had effortlessly taken down Gu Sun, Ning Suan, and other four experts from the Inner Qi Realm just before Ghost Saber Ji Ming arrived with his men.

The cost he paid was merely depleting his Inner Qi and sustaining some trivial superficial injuries.

When Ghost Saber Ji Ming arrived, seeing the bodies of Gu Sun and others, his face turned livid and his body couldn’t help but shiver with fright and anger, letting out an indignant roar.

"Jiang Dali, you’ve gone too far, today I must kill you as a Blood Sacrifice for my sworn brother!"

Jiang Dali flicked the Blood Pearl off his Golden Nine-Ring Saber, pointed its tip at Ji Ming, and sneered, "Why waste words? Come and meet your death."

Ji Ming’s eyelids twitched and he yelled, swinging his hand, "My men, shoulder to shoulder! Let’s take down this murderer together."

Behind him, the mountain bandits of Tuoshui Mountain Village were terrified upon hearing this, their faces pale, hesitant to move.

Jiang Dali sneered, "Such subordinates don’t resemble subordinates, such a leader doesn’t resemble a leader.

Since none of you dare to come forward, let me personally send you on your way!"

Whirr! -

The Golden Nine-Ring Saber danced furiously in his hand.

Jiang Dali dashed forward like a towering iron-clad figure.

"Advance! Those who dare retreat in the face of battle die!"

Ji Ming roared furiously, slashing at a subordinate who tried to flee.

Instantly, a group of mountain bandits from Tuoshui Mountain Village had no choice but to charge headlong towards Jiang Dali.

For a moment, various Short Axes, Short Knives, iron sticks, and other weapons were all aimed at Jiang Dali.

Yet, Jiang Dali, like an iron statue, did not dodge any incoming Weapons, charging straightforward.

A Gold Back Long Sword sliced into the crowd, whooshing down like reaping wheat, one swing and a swath would fall!

In an instant, screams were everywhere.

Limbs and broken arms flew through the air.

In just moments, within a twenty-yard radius around Jiang Dali, it was all rolling heads, like an overturned cart of watermelons, chaotically rolling everywhere, fresh blood gushing like fountains on the ground, leaving chilling marks.

Nearby Players, witnessing this horrifying scene, were either pale or screaming in excitement, killing with even greater fervor.

"Jiang Dali, I want you dead!"

Just then, with a fierce expression, Ghost Saber Ji Ming roared and suddenly drew his sword to charge at Jiang Dali, his face full of determination and savagery.

"Come!"

Jiang Dali casually swung his saber, colliding with the dark blade in Ghost Saber Ji Ming’s hand.

Clang!

The moment the two blades touched, the Golden Nine-Ring Saber snapped in response, turning into two pieces; one piece fell to the ground, while the other was still in Jiang Dali’s hand...

"What!?"

Jiang Dali was shocked.

Clang! -

Pain shot through his Body.

Ghost Saber Ji Ming, in a ferocious roar, managed to cut through the golden silk armor with his dark blade, heavily striking Jiang Dali’s left shoulder, the blade nearly reaching the bone.

Immediately, Jiang Dali’s Qi-Blood plummeted, and he struck out with a palm, the technique and angle profoundly mysterious, hitting hard on the side of the dark blade and forcibly pushing Ji Ming back.

A large chunk of flesh almost simultaneously flew away from his body along with the blade and fell to the ground.

Sweat beads instantly formed on Jiang Dali’s forehead as he stared in astonishment at the dark blade in Ji Ming’s hand, "Who would have thought such a famous treasure sword could be found in such a trivial place?"

"Got some eye power."

Ji Ming laughed loudly, his expression both proud and fierce, "Jiang Dali, did you think my Ghost Blade was just for show?

Now your weapon is destroyed, and you’re heavily injured, I bet you’ve depleted all your Inner Strength as well. What will you fight with?"

"Heh heh heh..." Jiang Dali’s lips curled into a chilling smile, "Do you know how villains usually die? "

"What?" Ji Ming frowned.

"Death comes from too much talking."

Jiang Dali suddenly stretched out his figure with a cold huff, aggressively approaching Ji Ming like a goose advancing rather than retreating.

"Stubborn resistance, you are seeking your own death!"

Ji Ming mocked with a cold laugh, swinging his sharp blade again.

At that moment, an overwhelmingly powerful momentum suddenly burst forth from Jiang Dali, oppressing Ji Ming so much that he nearly felt his breath stagnate.

"Outer Qi Realm?!"

Ji Ming exclaimed incredulously, his eyes widening.

"Take my palm!"

Jiang Dali roared as he struck out with his palm, the ground beneath his feet seeming to collapse and burst open from the force of his legs in that instant, his palm emitting a dense wave of air that made it hard to breathe.

With fierce determination in his eyes, Ji Ming immediately swung his blade toward the incoming palm.

However, this palm was faster and more ferocious, almost instantly hitting the back of the blade.

With a clang, the sound exploded!

A fierce, unparalleled force burst forth, causing Ji Ming to scream in agony, his arm violently trembling and making sounds like it couldn’t bear the load. His tiger’s mouth split open, and his blade flew out of his hand.

Jiang Dali had an astounding aura about him, as if a ferocious qi force exploded from within him, rushing toward Ji Ming again like a tiger descending the mountain.

"Ah!!"

In a critical moment of life and death, Ji Ming let out a piercing shout, hastily raising his right hand and rushing forward, his palm carrying a fiercely powerful energy with the sound of thunder, striking directly at Jiang Dali’s chest, the force enough to shatter stones.

"Clashing palms with me? Is your head cooked?"

Jiang Dali sneered, posturing his legs in a horse stance, his arms circled, his palms coming together fiercely like a child worshiping Buddha.

Buzz—

The air within three meters seemed to be sucked out in an instant, Jiang Dali’s palms seemingly brewing a terrifying vortex of air, oppressively forceful!

Vajra Bow!

Bang!!

Their palms met.

Like a wave hitting a steadfast rock, the currents of force slid by Jiang Dali’s sides, throwing up a storm of sand and stones.

Ji Ming suddenly bulged his eyes out, his facial skin turning red as if engorged, suddenly spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood as his arm snapped in the middle with a crack, his pale bones sticking out from his elbow with skin and sinew, his body seeming to be explosively thrust backward as he landed heavily.

"Blargh—you..."

The moment he landed, Ji Ming spewed another mouthful of blood mixed with countless bits of viscera, his bulging eyes filled with bloodshot terror staring at Jiang Dali, then he breathed his last.

"Great Master!"

The surrounding Tuoshui Mountain Village bandits saw this scene, all of them utterly horrified, some even scared to the point of fleeing in panic.

"Everyone stop! Those who surrender will not be killed, or else no mercy will be shown!"

Jiang Dali chased after them and effortlessly killed several people, his booming voice echoing like thunder, immediately intimidating many of the fleeing bandits.

At this moment.

The fighting also stopped.

Countless eyes were fixed on Jiang Dali’s towering, majestic figure, filled with fear, admiration, frenzy, and confusion.

Jiang Dali glanced toward his men from Black Wind Village.

He had brought over eighty men, now only over forty remained.

More than fifty players had died, nearly half.

But now that the battle was decided, such losses hardly mattered.

Jiang Dali looked around at everyone with an eye as sharp as a steel blade, his gaze so intimidating that no one dared meet it.

He declared coldly, "Those who surrender will not be killed. Taking over Tuoshui Mountain Village, this village chief seeks only wealth and reputation, not to kill, and needs more hands to join in our great undertakings.

Anyone willing to follow this village chief will be considered a brother; those who are not, leave your money for your life and scram!"