Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Clip-clop, clip-clop—

Mud splattered everywhere as the silhouette of Jiang Dali, donning a conical hat and mounted on a tall horse, gradually approached the teahouse, his gaze settling on several groups of people clashing just outside.

”Indeed, there are members of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect here.”

Noticing a few oddly dressed individuals among the groups, Jiang Dali’s eyes brightened.

He then looked towards a dozen or so players nicknamed above their heads.

These players, running like wolves and pouncing like tigers, possessed an impressive momentum, their movements agile with a military-like bearing.

”Players, too? And...they seem to be quite renowned from my previous life, something like the Yanbei Thirteen Riders? Interesting.”

Jiang Dali scrutinized the dozen players for a moment.

Just then, several players perished on the spot, turning into white light and vanishing.

Jiang Dali pondered for a brief moment until a mission prompt appeared on his panel, and a smile crossed his lips. He glanced at the severely injured Shaolin Monk and immediately spurred his horse forward.

As soon as Jiang Dali appeared, all three groups had taken notice.

Now, seeing him charge forward on his horse, their expressions varied.

One of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect Swordsmen bellowed, ”The Sun and Moon Divine Sect is handling affairs here, outsiders should not interfere!”

Jiang Dali’s expression remained calm as he continued to gallop.

Clip-clop, clip-clop—

The urgent sound of horse hooves quickly darkened the faces of several cult members.

”Great, reinforcements have arrived.”

”This one seems strong, everyone hold on.”

The group of players was visibly exhilarated.

”Kill him!”

A member of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect immediately leaped forward, his gaze ice-cold, and flung a bizarre weapon resembling an iron claw attached to a chain, aiming directly for Jiang Dali.

”Cat Claw.”

Jiang Dali’s lips curled up slightly, his speed unslowed as he suddenly reached out with one hand and grabbed the swiftly approaching iron claw.

The cult member’s eyes flashed sharply, and he shouted as he retreated to avoid and exerted force, ”Get off!”

Bang—

The chain was suddenly pulled taut.

Yet, atop the horse, Jiang Dali remained unmoved.

Instead, it was the cult member who was yanked stumbling.

”Do you have some misunderstanding about your strength?”

Jiang Dali laughed heartily as his arm muscles suddenly bulged, his biceps swelling like giant coconuts.

The cult member grunted, his face drastically changed, and he decisively released the weapon to avoid the wildly charging horse by rolling away like a clumsy donkey.

However, before he could even recover—

A towering figure descended from the sky and stomped viciously upon him.

Bang!

A chilling scream accompanied by the sound of bones shattering erupted.

Jiang Dali now stood firmly on the ground with the chest of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect member beneath his feet completely crushed, his organs squashed and broken, dead on the spot, the ground underfoot even cracking and soaking in blood.

”Damn you! Meddling in the affairs of our Divine Sect, you’re looking for death!”

The other three cult members, upon seeing this, were all furiously enraged.

They immediately roared and killed two players, charging towards Jiang Dali together.

Swoosh!

A dazzling sword light aimed straight for Jiang Dali’s chest while another assailant approached from the side, a sword in hand targeting his lower body.

The third person, wielding Double Rings, intentionally circled to the rear attempting a sneak attack.

In an instant, Jiang Dali found himself in a perilous situation similar to the one the Shaolin Monk faced earlier, besieged on three sides, threats looming everywhere.

”Hero, be careful!”

The Shaolin Monk shouted a warning at the sight.

”Crackling!”

Jiang Dali’s muscles under his clothing bulged rapidly, and his skin took on a gold-tinged blue hue, as if crafted from indestructible steel.

Boom—

A suffocating momentum burst forth from Jiang Dali instantly, causing the air around him to boil like muddy water, swirling into a fierce whirlwind that roared and churned.

”Outer Qi Realm!?”

The expressions of three Divine Sect Cult Members changed drastically.

Jiang Dali stomped heavily on the ground, making the earth tremble. He moved forward instead of back, slapping one Longsword with his palm and striking directly at an incoming blade with his fist.

”Courting death!”

The Swordsman Cult Member bellowed, aiming to cut off Jiang Dali’s hand.

However, Jiang Dali’s hand instantly grasped the sword blade as easily as a cow’s tongue curls upon grass.

A dreadful metallic twisting sound erupted immediately.

”Ah—” The Swordsman Cult Member looked terrified, feeling an overwhelming force from the Longsword in his hand, nearly unable to hold on as his bones twisted in agony.

”Let go!”

Jiang Dali sneered loudly, exerting force in his arm.

With a ”bang,” the Longsword shattered. A large foot kicked directly into his body, the immense force fracturing ribs and hurling him backward.

Simultaneously, with a loud ”clang,” the blade wielded by another Cult Member was struck directly on its spine by Jiang Dali’s fist.

The ferocious Fist Force caused the blade holder’s paws to burst, screaming in pain as he quickly stepped back.

”Wait—”

The Cult Member with the blade cried out in terror.

”I can’t wait any longer!”

Jiang Dali bellowed, stomping his foot heavily as his figure shot out like an arrow, his fierce Momentum surging dramatically, his massive Iron Fist smashing down hard.

”Let’s talk this through, hero!”

The oppressive Fist Wind coming toward him made the Swordsman’s heart pound, he swung his blade in defense, panicked.

However, Jiang Dali’s fist was faster and more fierce than the blade; suddenly bursting with External Energy, his fist swelled with layers of thick Qi Force, rubbing against the air with explosive force!

In the distance, amid many astonished gazes, with a ”crack,” the tall Swordsman screamed as his Longsword was punched directly into his face, embedding deeply, as his body flew backward and landed heavily.

The ground even formed a shallow pit, the violent Qi Wave shattered the surrounding dry leaves.

The body of the Cult Member with the blade landed with bulging eyes, the blade embedded in his face, with dark red blood flowing from both sides.

”So... so strong!”

”Is this a human-shaped Barbaric Beast?”

”Has a Divine Sect Cult Member been so easily killed?”

A group of spectating Players stood stunned, shocked at the sight of the burly, mysterious man in a bamboo hat.

The two surviving Divine Sect Cult Members also stood petrified, staring at Jiang Dali.

Especially the one holding the Double Rings, ready for a sneaky attack, now struggled to swallow, slowly retreating while gazing at Jiang Dali’s broad, robust back, dismissing any thoughts of ambush.

”Try moving one more step.”

A calm yet chilling voice came from Jiang Dali.

The retreating Cult Member with the Double Rings blanched and turned to flee without hesitation.

”Choosing your own death.”

With a flick of his wrist, Jiang Dali sent seven or eight Willow Leaf Flying Knives whizzing through the air like venomous bees, hurtling toward the Cult Member.

”You won’t live long for offending the Sun and Moon Divine Sect!”

The Double Rings Cult Member shouted in anguish, swiftly swinging the Double Rings to slice, lift, and parry, creating a tight defensive net while retreating rapidly.

The next moment, he suddenly stopped moving.

Several Willow Leaf Flying Knives were embedded in his face and chest, blood gushing continuously from the wounds, as he collapsed to the ground convulsing twice before dying...