Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 1049 - 827: Northern Wind Passes the Golden Watch, Cold Light Shines on Iron Armor
Mighty God Fist—Deep Sea Sky Collapse!
The Pure Thought Zen Sect monk’s face changed dramatically, letting out a long howl. He formed Buddha Seals with both hands and crossed them together, channeling four zhang of Heaven and Earth Power into his arms. His hands seemed to form a "卍" character, with Qi Force humming strangely and producing a sound like rolling thunder, aiming at Jiang Dali’s fist.
Bang!
When fist met palm, the monk’s face abruptly turned red, and the True Qi in his hands shattered and exploded. Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking like crackling beans, the monk was sent flying sideways like a broken kite, crashed into a group of Liao Country soldiers, and vomited blood miserably.
"Clang!!"
At this moment, a Long Spear, shaking violently like a venomous dragon, drilled toward Jiang Dali, making it impossible to grasp its landing point and covering numerous vital points on Jiang Dali’s body.
"Seeking your own doom!"
Jiang Dali let out a cold snort, suddenly altering his forward charge. His face emanated a wicked aura. The Undying Seal Technique was unleashed, and as he pushed his foot against the ground to retreat, his feet lifted slightly off the ground, giving the impression of floating, with a stance of invulnerability like a Vajra Ascension.
The spear-wielder only felt the aura locking onto his formidable enemy becoming elusive and swaying before him. When he thrust his spear, it failed to hit the anticipated target, almost causing him to cough up blood.
Just as he was about to shout and pursue, Jiang Dali suddenly swung his knife with his right hand, unleashing a ten-zhang Flame Saber Qi accompanied by a wave of heat, breaking perfectly into the spear’s web and hitting his body.
Poof!!
The Heavenly Person wielding the spear didn’t even have time to scream before his body was thrown high into the air, burnt to two pieces, his spear flying and him dying.
"Brother Chen!"
The Heavenly Person wielding a whip let out a sorrowful cry, too late to the rescue.
Her figure flickered, deftly wielding the soft whip with agility, whipping it against the incoming slash from Jiang Dali with a crack.
As whip met saber, before she could employ any force-shifting skill, she felt her whip-wielding arm struck by a massive pull, splitting the tiger’s mouth. With a muffled groan, her body involuntarily flew over two zhang away, crashing onto the battlements, her entire meridians feeling like needle pricks in excruciating pain.
The other four Heavenly Beings were about to help, but Jiang Dali swiftly struck back with his palm.
The whooshing sound of a strong wind!
The Powerful Dragon Palm soared out, turning into a fierce Qi Force that fell like a meteor onto the woman’s chest. The palm power penetrated her body instantly, blood spurted out, and she died instantly on the spot.
A brutal and bloody atmosphere immediately enveloped the scene.
A furious howl arose from below the city wall, Po Jun’s figure leaped back onto the wall with incredible speed. Observing the tragic and chaotic battlefield, he cursed the incompetent group while his gaze fell on the tall, imposing Jiang Dali, shimmering with golden light, and his eyes filled with dread and alarm.
"Amitabha Buddha!"
The Pure Thought Zen Sect monk, seeing his companions’ corpses on the ground, sighed with compassion, reciting a Buddha name while trying to calm himself by sealing the acupoints on his broken right hand with his left hand, feeling desolate.
The other four Heavenly Beings, sharing the grief and fear of the monk, stared at their fallen companions with their whole bodies trembling in cold sweat.
They could never have imagined that they had found a perfect opportunity to strike in sync, yet not only failed to severely wound their enemy, but in the blink of an eye, two were killed by the Black Wind Village Chief.
If the initial round of attack were executed by them all, how many would still be standing?
Jiang Dali pointed his saber diagonally at the ground, standing proudly on the battlefield, maintaining his Cross Training State of the Golden Bell Unbreakable Body, beginning to amass momentum.
A faint smile graced his lips, appearing as if he had never fought, his mastery of switching between violent strikes and Qi manipulations effortlessly intimidating those before him, causing awe and fear.
Jiang Dali nonchalantly shifted his gaze, as if regarding these five as non-existent, overlooking the now-silent battlefield below.
All soldiers, deeply engaged in combat before, stopped moving.
Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the activity on the battlements, worshipful, fearful, and fanatical gazes intertwining upon him.
It seemed as if the lead of this war had completely fallen into his hands.
The Liao Country soldiers on the battlements, too, retreated fearfully like a tide, none daring to confront the culprit who killed the Marshal.
On the battlefield, numerous Black Wind Village Players, Eight Desolate Disciples, and family experts all watched the scene before them with excitement and anticipation.
Once the Black Wind Village Chief set the stage, after winning this power struggle, they would gain enormous rewards, following the chief to reap rich returns once again.
Standing proudly on the battlements, Jiang Dali gazed at the scattered corpses, speaking in a light tone, "The northern wind passes the golden watch, the cold light shines on iron armor. Generals die in a hundred battles, warriors return in ten years... Many have died already, yet some continue to seek death; is this ignorance or fearlessness?"
"Arrogant!"
Po Jun glared angrily, pointing the Greedy Wolf Sword at Jiang Dali, glancing at Bu Ju and his companions with a heavy heart.
He realized most of the five had lost their fighting spirit and courage, facing Jiang Dali, who ignored them entirely, aside from the determined Bu Ju, the others’ flickering eyes revealed their intent to retreat, the initial united battle intent evaporated.
If this continued, he would never obtain the secret manual from the Black Wind Village Chief, failing his mission, returning to the Divine Martial Country would be ridicule.
He, son of the Sword Sect Master, priding himself stronger than Wu Ming, would be defeated by a small country’s mountain bandit leader, what a joke!
"Amitabha Buddha!"
At this moment, Bu Ju raised a flower-like gesture with his right hand before his chest, shouting in a deep voice, this zen-like, rightful Buddha name slightly eased the tense atmosphere, refocusing everyone’s spirits.
Bu Ju, unafraid and undeterred, fixed his gaze on Jiang Dali, "Monk Bu Ju of Pure Thought Zen Sect, greet the Champion King!"
Jiang Dali’s eyes coolly shifted to Bu Ju, tauntingly, "Monk, are you now going to utter the saying of laying down the butcher’s knife, becoming a Buddha on the spot, persuading me to stop?"
Bu Ju’s eyes gleamed, "Champion King! Liao Country is defeated, Lin’an has fallen into Song Country’s hands. Presumably, Liao will abandon its invasion soon, the Golden Country will follow suit.
As you said, enough people have died, you’ve achieved your goal. If you are willing to cease, ending Song Country’s campaign, Pure Thought Zen Sect will not become your enemy."
"Ha ha ha! Not become my enemy? You Pure Thought Zen Sect overestimate yourselves."
Jiang Dali laughed mockingly, casting his eyes down at the battlefield, "These Liao soldiers are mere ordinary people. If they choose to surrender, this village chief won’t trouble them.
But for you so-called righteous path Jianghu practitioners to dare strike at me, if I don’t leave you here, wouldn’t that make me a laughing stock of the Martial World!?"
With those words, apart from Po Jun and Bu Ju, the other four felt cold at heart, knowing things would end badly today.
At this moment, Po Jun’s heart stirred, sensing faintly expressed Qi Mechanisms coming his way, eyeing with delight, he roared, "What are you hesitating for?! Strike!"
Swoosh!——!
The Greedy Wolf Sword erupted from his arms, reflecting surrounding firelight and spinning a dazzling Sword Radiance. Po Jun leaped, riding his sword through the air towards Jiang Dali, with the Greedy Wolf Sword shooting countless points of light, launching a surging attack....
...
...
(Requesting monthly ticket! More updates tonight! Everyone, clear your end-of-month votes for me!)
