Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 1152 - 905: You Are Not Worthy of This Sword! Get Lost!
Bang! ——
Po Jun’s body hit the ground heavily, the immense impact almost displacing his internal organs. The broken sword piercing into his flesh brought intense pain, and he spat out frothy blood, his expression filled with shock as he gathered True Qi to heal his injuries.
"Long time no see! Po Jun!"
A deep yet resonating voice emerged from the room with the large, broken hole, sounding like a morning bell and evening drum, shaking the heart.
The Sword Glutton, clad in a red robe with a black crown, and Tie Shen, armored in pitch-black steel, both felt a chill down their spines. Their pupils contracted as they realized that the Black Wind Village Chief might not be injured, or his injuries might not be severe.
They stared at the majestic golden figure walking step by step out of the room with the large hole.
Finally, they saw up close the renowned figure in the Martial World, Master Jiang Dali, the Black Wind Village Chief.
It was a body full of intense imposing power, awe-inspiring and mighty.
His face was as if forged from iron, exuding an incomparable majestic golden glow, with an untamed aura that captivated the soul. His eyes were like cold stars in the sky, their light seemed tangible, and his gaze held an understanding of deep character.
He commanded presence just by looking around, standing among the ruins with composure, exuding an irresistible charisma and aura, radiating an unparalleled strong figure. His confidence and pride, evident between his brows, were like the muscles on his broad shoulders and strong arms, resembling steel, compelling respect and obedience from anyone.
"What a fierce man!"
The hearts of Tie Shen and Sword Glutton trembled, their faces turning gloomy as they realized the predicament. With hesitation in their hearts, they knew this would be detrimental in the upcoming fierce battle, revealing a weakness in their spirit.
Therefore, even though they knew Jiang Dali was regaining his strength after exertion, they dared not act rashly with a spiritual flaw revealed.
"Hah!"
At this moment, Po Jun shouted lowly, and after a short period of regaining energy, he forcibly summoned his Battle Intent and courage to stand up. His pale face took on an ugly hue as he pulled out the longsword coiled on his body with his left hand, spraying a splash of blood.
The spilled warm blood and Po Jun’s unwilling angry shout seemed like a fire dispersing the chill in Tie Shen’s and Sword Glutton’s hearts, shocking them into realization. Knowing that they had attracted the Black Wind Village Chief, there was no retreat; they must fight.
The best course would be to battle while retreating towards West Lake. If the commotion attracted experts from Cihang Jingzhai and Pure Thought Zen Sect, the battle situation might yet take a turn.
As these thoughts flashed like lightning, the three focused their Qi, each spreading out in a fan-like formation to surround Jiang Dali, preparing for a new round of bloody confrontation. The initial momentum and vigor had long vanished.
Jiang Dali seemed entirely unaware of the impending storm and killing intent filling the air. Standing firmly among the three, he surveyed the two not-strange but not-familiar individuals and, with arms crossed, spoke.
"Every grievance has a head, every debt has a master. Although I’ve indeed offended many, I don’t recall having both of you listed on my Soul Hooking Book. Who are you?"
The Sword Glutton’s heart moved, noticing a slight easing in the atmosphere. He immediately became alert, eyeing the Fire Qilin Sword with its green hilt behind Jiang Dali with greed and deep apprehension, smiling, "My name isn’t as great as yours, Master Jiang, but in the Martial World, I have a slight notoriety. Sword Glutton I am called. You indeed haven’t offended me, but I’ve lived my life greedy only for the sword. Is that Fire Qilin Sword from Nanlin Sword Leader Duan Shuai in your possession?
If you hand over that Fire Qilin Sword to me now, I promise not to meddle in this matter any further, and I will immediately..."
"Silence!"
Po Jun shouted, interrupting Sword Glutton.
Beside him, Tie Shen also watched Sword Glutton coldly and said, "Sword Glutton, do you know what you’re doing now? Don’t you understand the Black Wind Village Chief’s nature? You’ve already made a move with us; the arrow is on the string and cannot be undone. If you retreat now, even if you escape, the many people and forces of Black Wind Village will leave you no place to hide in the future."
Sword Glutton squinted his eyes, retreating a little warily, chuckling, "Tie Sect Leader, aren’t you exaggerating? In truth, the bustling of the Martial World is all for profit. Every so often, a bloodstorm erupts because of disputes over interests. If the problem of interests can be solved, why must we fight to the death?"
Seeing that neither Tie Shen nor Po Jun continued to act, even the feared Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali refrained from further action, listening as he spoke. Sword Glutton chuckled inwardly, realizing he had started to control the situation.
As long as he made no move, out of caution, Tie Shen wouldn’t easily act.
And Po Jun, being heavily injured, wouldn’t make a move either.
As for the Black Wind Village Chief, he appeared powerful and dangerous, yet strangely refrained from action now.
This indicated that he was wary of their combined strength, possibly injured or freshly healed, unwilling to rashly engage.
Thus, there was more room for negotiation.
As thoughts flashed like lightning, Sword Glutton continued to speak persuasively, almost like a lobbyist, saying, "Tie Sect Leader, you merely want Sword Casting City. I believe if you’re willing to offer a good price and promise Master Jiang to cast weapons for his mountain village for free in the future, Master Jiang might be willing to part with it."
Tie Shen’s heart moved, his anger slightly diminished, and he looked at Jiang Dali.
This indeed seemed a good idea. Originally, he thought there was no room to negotiate and only robbery was an option due to Black Wind Village Chief’s nature, but now seeing how he listened to Sword Glutton, there might yet be a chance.
Only Po Jun was filled with rage, harboring resentment and murderous intent towards Sword Glutton, who suddenly interrupted and retreated mid-conflict. Yet he kept a somber face, concealing his feelings.
Currently, being heavily injured, should Sword Glutton and Tie Shen retreat and reconcile with the Black Wind Village Chief, he would undoubtedly become a sacrificial pawn. His situation was the most perilous; he could not say a wrong word or take a wrong action, and he had to endure Sword Glutton’s instigation.
"Po Jun, the initial grievance between you and Master Jiang is nothing but a personal feud. Why not reconcile?"
Sword Glutton said, and Tie Shen followed, smiling in a peacemaking manner, "What you want is merely Master Jiang’s Cultivation Technique. There’s a saying: ’The world’s Martial Arts originate from Black Wind.’ I’ve often heard it.
If you’re willing to reconcile with Master Jiang and exchange your Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom and Sword Sect secret manual for some Cultivation Techniques, I’m sure Master Jiang wouldn’t be stingy."
Finally, Sword Glutton looked at Jiang Dali with a smile, "Master Jiang, don’t you think what I said makes sense? As we roam the Martial World, we deal with human relationships rather than constant killing.
Where there is profit, there is transaction.
If we just complete the transaction now, we can immediately shake hands and make peace, and even turn to help you deal with the Pure Thought Zen Sect as well as the Cihang Jingzhai nuns. What do you think?"
"Good! Very well said!"
Jiang Dali grinned, clapped his hands with a "pah-pah" sound, and said, "Indeed, many troubles in the world arise from interests."
Jian Tan smiled inwardly, feeling secretly pleased, and was about to speak.
But Jiang Dali said, "However, at the end of your talk, I am still a bit confused. You want the Fire Qilin Sword, so what will you exchange with me for it? In any transaction, people talk about stakes. What stakes can you, Jian Tan, offer?"
Jian Tan was stunned, then laughed heartily, "Master Jiang, you’re quite the joker. My decision not to be your enemy, isn’t that a stake? I’m even decided to help you deal with the people from the Pure Thought Zen Sect and Cihang Jingzhai, isn’t that a stake? Are these stakes not enough?"
"Oh? Now that you say so, I understand."
Jiang Dali seemed enlightened, clapping his hands, he smilingly took the Fire Qilin Sword from his back and handed it to Jian Tan, "This does indeed count as stakes, if that’s the case, then this Fire Qilin Sword should be yours in the transaction—precious swords are given to heroes, and demon swords to formidable figures. Brother Jian Tan, please!"
Jian Tan heard "precious swords given to heroes, demon swords to formidable figures," immediately delighting in his heart, he laughed repeatedly, "Good," and quickly stepped forward to take the sword. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Po Jun and Tie Shen both had a change of expression, sensing something wrong, but Jian Tan’s unilateral retreat made both of them feel aggravated, they did not promptly warn him.
The moment he grabbed the hilt of the Fire Qilin Sword, Jian Tan felt it wouldn’t budge.
"Hmm?"
Jian Tan, startled, looked down at Jiang Dali’s iron-like grip on the Fire Qilin Sword.
Jiang Dali’s face bore a mocking smile, "Brother Jian Tan, can it be that you can’t even lift a sword? And you wish to take away the Fire Qilin Sword?"
"Good!"
Jian Tan was inwardly furious, suddenly letting out a low roar, his feet sank three feet into the ground as he gripped the hilt, forcefully pulling.
Zing!—
The Fire Qilin Sword, triggered by the Sword Intent emanating from Jian Tan, hummed and vibrated, its green hilt burst forth with a sinister red glow, vibrating violently as if trying to leap from the scabbard.
"Behave yourself!!"
A dark, chilling aura appeared on Jiang Dali’s face, exuding evil.
The Fire Qilin Sword immediately settled down, the entire sword remained motionless in the iron-like grasp.
"Errr!!—Let go! Let go... Let go!"
Jian Tan’s face flushed red, pulling back, even his feet embedded in the ground were being pulled out, his entire body surged with Qi Force, his Sword Intent hummed.
"You don’t even have the strength of one of my arms, you are not worthy of this sword! Scram!"
Jiang Dali sneered contemptuously, his left hand suddenly struck out a palm, his golden glowing palm enveloped in dense white mist, pounded the air turning it into an iron-like vibrating board.
Jian Tan was well-prepared, let out a weird cry, and retreated, his hands transformed into a flurry of palm shapes, creating seven Zhang of Heaven and Earth Power which assembled into a whirlwind of Sword Qi, crashing toward Jiang Dali’s palm.
With a thunderous "Huohhong" sound of Qi Movement clashing.
The Sword Qi instantly shattered, Jian Tan retreated towards Tie Shen and Po Jun, shouting sharply "Attack!"
Tie Shen and Po Jun gritted their teeth, prepared to act, when a massive overpowering presence full of destructive aura plowed through straight at them, a twisting waist strike aimed directly at the center Jian Tan leading them.
Deep Sea Sky Collapse!
With a "boom", the ground rolled and surged like waves, an immense suffocating oppressive force engulfed them.
Tie Shen and Po Jun, terrified, immediately moved to block and retreat.
Jian Tan, caught unprepared, just managed to condense a Sword Qi barrier, when a gigantic golden fist ripped through it, striking hard onto his crossed blocking arms.
Crack!!
Jian Tan screamed, spitting blood, flying back like a tattered sack, his hands twisted bizarrely, clearly broken.
Yet before he hit the ground, a mighty Absorption Force followed by Purple Energy approached, his body froze, and he was utterly terrified.
Everything went dark, as a fan-like massive hand grabbed his head, hoisting him volently.
"Little thing, gotcha!"...
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