Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 567 - 0465: A Lone Battle Against a Thousand, The Strength of the Number One Person in Green Forest (Guaranteed Update, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Master Jiang shouted, his Golden-Backed Great Saber intercepting a blow right before him.

Two Finger Forces struck the saber, instantly causing a metallic tremor and two powerful forces that tore through the air.

With Jiang Dali’s arm strength, he even felt his grip on the saber become unsteady in that moment, as if he were fending off two people attacking from two different directions with two different strengths — an extremely odd sensation.

"Hahaha, Master Jiang, you probably never expected to face this situation today! Kill! ——!"

Just then, Zhu Xiawu charged with a great laugh and a roar, both hands striking out.

His hands were twice as thick as those of an ordinary man, and though the moves were unremarkable, they were heavy as iron carvings!

One palm! One fist!

He struck with the chill of a Yin Wind, the Yin God marshaling the forces of Heaven and Earth nearby, amassing the power of the surrounding space.

Without any deviation, he aimed straight for Jiang Dali’s temple and left chest.

"I was actually waiting for you guys!!"

The corners of Jiang Dali’s mouth slightly curled upward, and suddenly, a thick wave of Saber Qi swept out towards Yan Kuangtu. A pale golden hue emerged on his face as he leapt out like a giant ghost to dodge Zhu Xiawu’s punch, exerting his full strength in a Splitting Sky Palm aimed at the opponent’s palm.

Zhu Xiawu was startled by Jiang Dali’s words, but amid the rapid exchange in combat, he had no choice but to counter with both palms, forcefully receiving the blow.

Bang!!!

The ground trembled violently.

A boundlessly fierce power exploded, and Zhu Xiawu’s face went flush, as if struck by an immense force. His body sank sharply, and his boots burst open, sinking into the ground to his ankles.

However, as Jiang Dali launched his palm strike, an aggressive suction force also burst forth, clinging and pressing down like glue—impossible to shake off.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Xiawu was drenched in sweat, and even as he desperately resisted, his Inner Strength began to slowly flow toward Jiang Dali’s palm, causing him to cry out in alarm.

"You brat, take my palm!!"

With a furious shout, Yan Kuangtu had already blocked the Saber Qi and was charging with a roar, throwing out a Splitting Air Palm Force that sent waves of air tumbling, colliding fiercely with Jiang Dali.

With this palm strike, the force of Heaven and Earth converged, and the Yang God exuded an intense radiance of virile fire.

Jiang Dali’s head buzzed, his consciousness wavered, and within his Mud Ball, the Yin God emerged with feelings of dread, almost instinctively wanting to shout in avoidance.

But in that very instant, he roared forcefully, steadying his stance. With a sudden motion of his hand, he used Zhu Xiawu—who was stuck to his grip as though he were a weapon—hurling him viciously toward Yan Kuangtu.

Yan Kuangtu seemed to have anticipated this move.

Before Zhu Xiawu’s clothing could even touch him, lightning-quick, he changed his palm to a finger strike, lightly touching "Yunmen" below "Da He" points on Zhu Xiawu.

Two streams of abundant true energy poured directly into Zhu Xiawu’s body, causing his face to flush. Although he felt acute pain in his acupoints, it was enough to save him from the crisis of losing his Inner Strength.

And in that very moment, Yan Kuangtu’s figure had already swept past, his face flushing with radiance as he let out a large shout, his arms suddenly lifted, his ten fingers plucked like playing a lute, his nails sharply protruding.

Hiss hiss hiss—

The air trembled mightily, as if suddenly filled with unseen, bone-chillingly sharp Sword Qi.

"Innate Invisible Body-breaking Sword Qi!?"

Jiang Dali’s face looked grim, his arms flexing, his muscles and bones crackling with the sounds of a dragon’s chant and a tiger’s roar, accompanying an explosive breath.

Clang!!

His body, face, eyebrows, and hair all turned into radiant gold, his voice booming as if it were a tolling bell.

2nd realm of Vajra Invulnerability Divine Skill!

An awe-inspiringly strong Momentum shot up from within the tent.

Even the many Water Fort brothers waiting outside, though unable to see the scene inside the tent, felt their hearts tremble frantically.

This battle would be remembered by many, even if Master Jiang of Black Wind Village were to die this day at Lianhuan Dock Water Fort.

Ding ding dang dang—a series of intense explosions rang out from inside the tent.

The tent seemed to be slashed by many invisible swords, suddenly showing gaping tears.

Followed by a heavy thud.

Zhu the Great King, Zhu Xiawu’s figure, was the first to burst through the tent in a disheveled flight.

Under the shocked and trembling gazes all around, a towering figure engulfed in golden flames charged out, like a Barbaric Dragon pursuing Zhu Xiawu.

"Shoot!!"

"Kill him!"

The many Martial Arts Experts lying in ambush outside the tent immediately released their triggers upon seeing this, and the Crossbow Arrows fired explosively.

It was as if a gunpowder keg had been ignited.

Hundreds of Crossbow Arrows were fired in unison, a dense shower of arrows covering the golden figure that had charged out.

From such a close distance, the killing power and speed of the Crossbow Arrows were many times stronger than that of bows and arrows!

Even the mightiest martial arts expert, if merely made of flesh and blood, would most likely perish on the spot if hit.

Seeing this, Yan Kuangtu, who was about to charge out of the tent, could not help but shout loudly, retreating back inside.

As Zhu Xiawu landed, his eyes shot out a fierce light, ready to instantly strike at any sign of Jiang Dali attempting to dodge.

However, Jiang Dali’s momentum remained unabated, charging forward like a Barbaric Beast and fierce dragon, not sidestepping at all.

"Clang clang clang!"

Sparks erupted.

Amid an intensely compact metallic crashing sound, all the Crossbow Arrows shot at Jiang Dali rebounded as if striking an iron mountain, scattering away.

"What!?!?"

Zhu Xiawu’s expression changed dramatically.

"Die!!"

Jiang Dali shouted explosively as he unsheathed his saber and swept it across.

A shocking wave of heat and Saber Qi burst from Jiang Dali, forming a blinding halo that swept in all directions.

Immediately, there were continuous screams, with severed limbs and blood flying through the air.

Zhu Xiawu shouted fiercely, clapping his iron-locked gloves together, emitting fierce Qi Force to scatter the remaining Saber Qi, his figure diving forward like a ghost.