Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 79 - 081: Tyrant Hall’s Retaliation

Chapter 79: 081: Tyrant Hall’s Retaliation

The saber was already drawn, a curved blade.

The curved blade resembled a Cold Hook.

The curvature was such that it seemed like anyone who glanced across the blade would be cleaved in two.

Heartbroken Little Knife gently touched the cold, curved blade in his hand, yet his gaze burned like blood-red flames.

"Xiao Yue that useless fellow, died at the hands of the bandit leader of this mountain village? How do you want me to kill now?"

A graceful veiled woman beside him laughed lightly, "Just restrain yourself a bit, don’t kill them all.

Focus on killing those players who joined Black Wind Village, scare them until they want to leave Black Wind Village. If the Black Wind Village Chief shows up, I’ll meet him personally. It’s best to capture him alive, someone might be interested in him."

Heartbroken Little Knife smiled lightly, "Your demands are always too many, I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t about killing. Just killing some mountain bandits, even if that Black Wind Village Chief is somewhat special, feels a bit beneath me, I’ve been recently searching for the whereabouts of the Demon Blade."

"Xiao Yue really admired you, won’t you avenge him?"

"Our disciples of the Blood Saber Sect, either kill others or die by others’ hands. We view life and death lightly, if dissatisfied, just do it!"

Heartbroken Little Knife chuckled lowly, suddenly mounted a horse with a surge, holding the curved blade and dashed straight toward the mines of Tuoshui Mountain Village.

"Halt! This area is under the control of Black Wind Village, do not come close!"

"Stop immediately! Otherwise, my 39-meter long saber won’t be polite."

"Not good, the visitors are hostile! Brothers, grab your weapons and stand together!"

"Damn it!"

A group of Black Wind Village players, guarding the mine while practicing, all hurriedly grabbed their weapons.

"Black Wind Village, a motley crowd, a squad of chickens and dogs!"

Heartbroken Little Knife burst into laughter, his figure leapt down directly from the horseback.

With a clang!

The curved blade was drawn, saber qi surged rapidly, slicing into the crowd and immediately cries of despair accompanied by bursts of white light continuously exploded.

One after another, Black Wind Village players who charged at Heartbroken Little Knife swayed like duckweeds in the raging waves; rows of them were chopped down, none could resist his attack.

Soon, some players started fleeing in fear.

But they were quickly caught and mercilessly cut down.

...

"F*ck! Who was that madman just now? Why did he kill us?"

...

"It seems like a player, my panel showed his name as Heartbroken Little Knife."

...

"How is that possible? How can a player be so powerful? With so many of us, even top players like Aim for the Seam, Huakai Jianhong wouldn’t be able to wipe us out so quickly and easily, they’re considered the most formidable among players."

...

"Son of a b*tch! No matter who it is, killing so many of us, hurry up and call our brothers down from the mountain to take revenge! Don’t let that bent runt escape."

A group of players, who resurrected at a nearby City God Temple after dying at the battlefield from the mine, cursed as they walked out of the temple, fuming and furiously started to gather more friends on the Jianghu Forum to fight.

However, at this moment, a mocking voice suddenly came from outside the City God Temple.

"We bent runts are not running away, rest assured, we have to kill you useless bandits ten times before leaving."

"Who’s there?"

All the players who walked out of the City God Temple were taken aback.

Outside, they found many enemies clad in black strong clothes, well-equipped with swords.

A red-haired individual took the lead, clearly a tough one to handle.

"Hehehe, I wonder if the brothers here still remember us three."

At this moment, three players, also wearing black strong clothes, stepped out from the crowd.

Seeing these three, a group of Black Wind Village players were startled for a moment, then quickly came to their senses and grew furious.

"Bird Stealing Little Flying Hero, you three traitors? You already betrayed the village and have been wanted by the village."

The three scoffed, "That’s right, it’s us."

"Offending our Tyrant Hall, Black Wind Village is courting its own destruction, and yet you issue a warrant for us? Now we are standing right here, who among you can come up and kill us?"

The Black Wind Village players erupted in rage.

"Our village chief won’t let you get away with this."

The Tyrant Hall players burst into laughter.

"Village chief? Saying you’re unworldly is actually an understatement. That Black Wind Village chief, Jiang Dali, is just an NPC at the Outer Qi Realm, after all. Our Tyrant Hall Vice Hall Master and Hall Master could kill your chief as easily as killing a chicken."

"Stop talking nonsense. We flunkies are specifically here to handle flunkies like you. Wipe them all out, ten times over! Then go back and report to the Vice Hall Master."

The leader, a red-haired player, snorted coldly and waved his hand.

Immediately, a group of Tyrant Hall players drew their swords with cold smiles and charged.

The two sides clashed at close quarters.

In an instant, clashing swords and agonizing screams were incessant.

The players from Black Wind Village, having already died once, were in a weakened state and their Martial Arts Realm had declined.

They were no match for the Tyrant Hall players and were quickly annihilated.

Where there is one massacre, there follows a second.

Outside the City God Temple, the group of Tyrant Hall slaughtered relentlessly, determined not to stop until they had killed ten times.

Similarly brutal scenes were soon repeated in other areas of Black Wind Village.

...

Gugugugu —

Dededede —

The carriage shook slightly.

Jiang Dali sat inside the carriage, his strong body like a furnace burning with charcoal, filled with a fierce, masculine aura, seemingly ready to burst the carriage open if he stood.

The Nine Yang Divine Skill was circulating automatically, putting him in a self-cultivating state.

Meanwhile, his piercing tiger eyes were intently focused on comprehending the "One Yang Finger" secret manual he held.

This manual was clearly a copy transcribed by an ancestor of the Zhu family, Zhu Ziliu or Zhu Changling, and not the original.

However, with the aid of the Ice Soul Jade Stone and the Calamity Relief Beads, Jiang Dali was able to slowly comprehend the cultivation technique, gradually improving his proficiency.

At this moment, it was the second day since he left the Kunlun Mountain Range.

The anticipated pursuers had not appeared, and he had managed to buy a carriage to hasten his journey upon leaving the mountains quite smoothly.

As he traveled in the carriage for most of the day, the proficiency of the One Yang Finger was nearly at ten percent.

If he continued his diligent practice, without the need to use Potential Points, he should be able to attain a basic mastery of the One Yang Finger in seven to eight days.

Puripuri —

Just then.

A homing pigeon suddenly descended from the sky, landing on the window of the carriage.

"Hm?"

Jiang Dali’s eyes flashed, and he swiftly grabbed the pigeon and removed the note.

Upon reading the message on the note, Jiang Dali’s expression immediately darkened.

"Damn Tyrant Hall!"

He immediately discarded the pigeon and logged onto the Jianghu Forum.

In the locked Black Wind Village section, he checked the current situation of the village.

Posts full of shock, anger, disappointment, and anxiety filled the entire Black Wind Village section.

In many posts, Jiang Dali saw his Black Wind Village players being massacred by the Tyrant Hall.

Many players had even died more than a dozen times, their hard-earned Martial Arts proficiency reset to zero, and some players’ realms had even fallen back to the Power Refining Realm.

At that moment, the entire Black Wind Village was in panic.

Many players, seeing their village chief missing in action, chose to leave the village, disappointed.

"Tyrant Hall! These ignorant fools, it seems they have never experienced the wrath of an NPC!"

Jiang Dali’s eyes, cold with a burning flame within, seemed like a volcano ready to erupt under a cold glacial river, as he suddenly looked towards the sky...

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