Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 1435 - 1101: Arrow Concealing Clan! The Village Chief Finally Arrives!
As the Purple Robe Scripture King was startled and suspicious, three breaths passed, yet the anticipated third arrow did not come, and he suddenly realized.
With such terrifying arrow skill, each arrow must be released with full effort, perhaps even using various secret skills to unleash the body’s potential beyond its limits, to be possible.
This naturally comes with an immense burden and consumption on the body; how could it be possible to shoot consecutively in such a short time?
At this thought, the Purple Robe Scripture King’s expression turned violent and ruthless, filled with icy killing intent. Suddenly, he let out an angry and arrogant long howl towards the sky, releasing a fearsome and overwhelming aura from his body that caused the leaves in the forest to tremble violently, and the earth under his feet seemed to shake and crack, lifting up dead leaves and dust that wildly danced and scattered.
Woosh woosh woosh woosh—
The terrifying sonic waves spread out, making the air surge like the raging tides of the ocean, the wind howling like it wanted to tear the clothes off people, intimidating even the wild beasts in the distant mountains into roaring in terror and scattering away.
Guan Yutian and the others all had their clothes wildly flapping, their Qi-Blood surging, and their facial skin tingling and trembling under the intense vibrating sonic waves. They all drew on the Qi from their Dantian, barely resisting the oncoming sound waves, as they watched this terrifying foe whose presence was shockingly bloodthirsty and seemingly uninjured, almost in despair.
Not far away, in the mountain recess and among some bushes, a large number of hidden players were jumping away like ants on a hot pan, urgently fleeing and dispersing from their hiding spot, continuously exclaiming "Shit Shit," while their heads displayed lines of decreasing Qi-Blood damage, suffering internal injuries from the terrifying sonic waves.
"There’s no hope!"
Amid the fierce sonic Qi Force, the Ice Emperor and Divine Mother exchanged a glance, already having the intention to retreat.
The battle till now had been so brutal that it completely exceeded their expectations.
Yet the Black Wind Village Chief still had not appeared, although they believed, as the Divine Sovereign had said, that the Black Wind Village Chief was not dead, perhaps the rumors in the Martial World that he was seriously injured were true.
But just as everyone’s fighting spirit was about to wane, the distant dark night sky suddenly echoed with another long howl.
This sound was initially not strong, but quickly intensified like a tsunami approaching the shore, sweeping in with the force of a roaring storm and a roaring dragon.
The accompanying sonic waves and terrifying aura blew the trees, bending them, as clusters of leaves struggled and rolled in the wind, crashing into the sonic range created by the Purple Robe Scripture King.
"Hmm?"
The Purple Robe Scripture King’s eyes widened in alarm, and the power of his Primordial Spirit at his brow instantly radiated outward.
Boom!!—
The two sonic waves and auras suddenly clashed invisibly, like an invisible explosive thunder detonating.
The ground’s sand and dirt suddenly rolled up and spun.
In an instant, sand and stones flew, making it difficult for people to keep their eyes open, dead leaves and branches shattered and scattered like mice fleeing in all directions.
Boom boom boom—
Amidst the surrounding forestland, strands of Qi Force pushed and collided, creating circles of exploding earth mounds, the momentum terrifying.
The confrontation of these two peerless experts, merely in terms of sound and aura, erupted with a force exceeding the previous exchanges among others.
Even with dizziness and ringing ears, hearing this familiar howl from the sky in the distance, countless people couldn’t help but feel inexplicably excited and elated, all eagerly looking towards the nocturnal canopy.
The Black Wind Village Chief!!!
The wild wind roared, dark clouds fell from the sky.
A mighty hawk, like a dark cloud, soared with its enormous wings, its gusts bending the trees below into arching bows, howling in the gale.
A robust figure all too familiar to everyone stood proudly on the hawk’s back, its muscular arms like iron chains across a river across its chest, its black cloak fluttering like giant bat wings behind, its eyes suddenly bursting with cold and divine threatening brilliance, like two golden rays piercing towards the suddenly grim Purple Robe Scripture King.
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Once again, the power of the Primordial Spirit and momentum clashed.
The Purple Robe Scripture King was caught off guard, feeling excruciating pain in his forehead, his Primordial Spirit emitting a cry of agony, his momentum plummeting, his face changing drastically as he suddenly retreated.
On his shoulder, the red bat suddenly let out a strange cry inaudible to ears, the sound like a sharp blade overcoming the pressure, instantly breaking the intense mental and spiritual coercion on the Purple Robe Scripture King.
Jiang Dali let out a slight exclamation, closely watching the face of the Purple Robe Scripture King, eight points similar to Xiong Ba, suddenly sneered, arousing a powerful and unparalleled fighting spirit, gripping his saber, the Iron Nail Bracelet suddenly swelling and spreading, legs bending, his calves and thighs pumping out astonishing strength.
The Demon Hawk let out a cry as it was kicked to plunge vertically towards the forest.
"Since you are Xiong Ba’s father! Then bear one more saber for your deceased son!"
Buzz!!!
The air, like a massive curtain slashed by a saber blade, sounded a burdened howl!
A scarlet glaring light suddenly cut through the sky, illuminating half the horizon, forming an imposing and dominant twenty-zhang terrifying Saber Qi, crazily and violently slashing down!
The fierce Saber Qi instantly approached within three zhang, the intense killing intent surging swiftly, but the Purple Robe Scripture King remained unafraid, letting out a long howl, shaking his Inner Strength, as two scriptures floated out from the grass basket, and his blood-red palms fiercely slapped onto the descending scriptures!
"Pop," with a sound, the black characters within the scriptures suddenly surged out like angry waves, exploding like a river bursting its banks, colliding with the twenty-zhang Saber Qi.
One Prajnaparamita Demon Scripture with two hundred and sixty-six characters was already enough to push Guan Yutian together with others into a desperate struggle with severe casualties.
These two Prajnaparamita Demon Scriptures, totaling five hundred and thirty-two characters, were the terrifying power of the twelfth level of the No Scripture No Dao Cultivation Technique, possessing power that could make even gods and ghosts retreat!
The nearest Ice Emperor and Divine Mother sensed trouble and immediately retreated.
"Boom!!"
The first collision of two peerless forces under countless stunned gazes, the resulting boom like Heavenly Thunder crashing, akin to sky and earth shattering, trembling the earth layers apart.
Bodies abruptly lifted from the ground, flying skyward, exploding.
Trees made fragile creaks under unbearable pressure, crazily twisting and swaying, with gusts of wind tearing through branches, producing woosh woosh howls.
Amidst shocked and expectant gazes, within the chaotic battlefield, the five hundred and thirty-two black words were shattered by the overwhelming Saber Qi like breaking dead wood.
However, the Saber Qi was also nearing dispersal, shattered by a single strike of the Zen Stick by the Purple Robe Scripture King.
The Purple Robe Scripture King held the Zen Stick with trembling hands, his steps staggered, shaken repeatedly to retreat, feeling the Zen Stick in his hand like a massive fiercely rolling python about to fly out, and his tiger’s mouth on the verge of cracking.
Only at this moment did he truly comprehend the rumors of the Black Wind Village Chief’s boundless strength.
This savage, terrifying power was unbearable even for him.
He let out an angry shout, forcefully stomping a foot on the ground to steady himself, exploding the earth layer, not daring to delay, he clapped his palms together, about to activate his unique invisible Qi Wall for protection, however...
"Boom!"
A golden figure, as massive as a mountain, fell rapidly like a meteor.
Once it landed, the ground boomed and sank.
A vague phantom rushed against the shockwave, swiftly and savagely charging, muscular arms holding a massive red saber wrapped in heat waves, fiercely hacking down.
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