Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 525: 0424: The Fall of the King! Jiang Dali’s Regret! (Added 5 more Chapters for July’s Meteor Shower)_2

Jiang Dali felt his weak body being once again filled with replenishing strength, his eyes radiating a satisfied glow.

His entire body trembled like steel springs, emitting a metallic quiver.

The consumption of the colossal Vajra Invulnerability Divine Skill was indeed immense; it needed to be combined with the Absorption Skill to unleash its power to the fullest extent.

Just then, suddenly, the situation on the battlefield took a drastic turn.

Zhu Yu Yan and Wan Wan, who had been evenly matched with Evil King Shi Zhixuan, suddenly cried out in a low voice, ”Yang Xu Yan!”

A ghostly shadow, bearing brilliant sword light, streaked across the night sky.

Evil King Shi Zhixuan, using the Illusion Demon Body Technique, took the chance to swiftly escape through a breach in the Heavenly Demon Field, his figure vanishing in a flash, ready to retreat alongside Yang Xu Yan.

”Stay!!”

Jiang Dali bellowed furiously, stepping forward, executing the Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms movement technique. He transformed into a blur of golden light, taking the strange form of a dragon and disappearing in a flash.

The fearsome sound of breaking the air at terrifying speed roared, like the rumbling thunder from the edge of the sky.

This was a horrifying straight-line speed, not inferior to any of the Martial World’s top experts’ Qinggong!

Shi Zhixuan’s face changed dramatically.

He turned his head to see the figure rapidly enlarging before his eyes.

Without hesitation, he shifted from straight-line movement to a weaving path to dodge, his form ethereal like a wraith, darting left and right with the agility of a rabbit falling from the sky.

However, at that moment, Jiang Dali, maintaining such high speed in a straight line, was also able to suddenly change direction.

His foot stamped down.

A swath of earth scattered with an explosion of white Qi, spreading out like a shockwave.

Sky Dragon Third Step—Fish and Dragon Hundred Changes!

His entire form, like a blur of golden light, twisted strangely.

In a flash, he was right in front of Evil King Shi Zhixuan, twisted his body, and took a step across before swinging a fierce palm.

”Boom!”

Shattering the Sky.

His palm rapidly frictioned through the air.

A ferocious black dragon roared wildly and lashed out with its claws.

”Ha!!”

Evil King Shi Zhixuan, face tight, bellowed fiercely.

His originally refined demeanor seemed to become unspeakably vicious and ruthless.

His long hair, black and white intermingled, fluttered without wind, and with a tapping of his feet on the ground.

Using the strength from his footholds, his body spun like a top, gradually rising, creating an extremely bizarre situation, and he struck out two palms to create a Qi Wall.

With a ”bang”, the black dragon, clearly making contact, turned into a tornado-like Shi Zhixuan, yet unable to penetrate the Qi Wall he crafted; it shook the wall into a concave before sliding outward.

But in that instant.

Jiang Dali’s fist had already landed.

His fist carried a Qi Force that was Perfectly Round, tracing a faint red glow in the darkness and striking fiercely.

Bang!!

The Qi Wall constructed by the Evil King collapsed with a crash, his hands bearing the brunt of Jiang Dali’s iron-like fist, the sleeves of his robe shattering into pieces, as he spewed a mouthful of fresh blood and his body spun out of control.

”Master!”

A shadow emerged, catching the Evil King’s body and swiftly dodging with afterimages.

”Yang Xu Yan!”

Jiang Dali was about to pursue when suddenly he heard Wan Wan let out a pained cry of alarm.

That cry instantly sent a shiver through his body, and his gaze turned sharply to the rear.

He saw Pang Ban unexpectedly appear near Wan Wan, somehow injuring her with some technique.

Yet it was this strike that also gave Dongfang Bubai an opportunity.

A silver needle pierced directly through Pang Ban’s body, while the other two needles were blocked by the two devoted black and white servants.

”Hahaha—”

Pang Ban was struck by a needle yet burst into laughter, not showing any sign of making a move, and had already flown above everyone’s heads. He declared loudly,

”Brother Jiang, today you are the biggest winner, but I, Pang Ban, will not leave empty-handed. Let your painstakingly cultivated stove be fully revived.”

”Wan Wan!”

Queen Yin exclaimed in alarm, abandoning the pursuit of Evil King Shi Zhixuan and lunging towards Wan Wan, who was lying on the ground in agonizing convulsions.

Jiang Dali’s heart chilled, ”Pang Ban, you’re courting death!”

He suddenly charged forward, soaring into the sky, and unleashed a ferocious Splitting Air Palm Force.

At that moment, Dongfang Bubai was also seizing the Creation Power, directing a mass of silver needles like rain to furiously shoot towards Demon Master Pang Ban; his figure was unbelievably swift, intercepting him head-on.

But in the very instant their attacks were launched.

The body of Demon Master Pang Ban in the air suddenly slowed down, his robes billowing without wind, his cloak curling upwards, and his black hair flying, as if he were standing on an invisible platform rising from the ground.

His movements slowed to an extreme, yet paradoxically, both Jiang Dali and Dongfang Bubai knew that at this moment, Demon Master Pang Ban’s speed was in no way inferior to their lightning-fast attacks.

Such a contradiction in time could make one feel so frustrated that they couldn’t help but feel a surge of blood rushing to spew out.

And in that instant, Pang Ban’s figure had already risen several feet higher.

This should have been an absolute impossibility, utterly defying the normal laws of physics.

But Demon Master Pang Ban just did it.

This caused the silver needle assault from Dongfang Bubai to whoosh ineffectively beneath his feet, missing the target.

Jiang Dali’s Splitting Air Palm Force, however, happened to hit the sole of Demon Master Pang Ban’s foot.

With that force, Pang Ban laughed and his body suddenly accelerated, skimming over countless heads with a ’swoosh’, his majestic figure vanishing into the darkness of the surrounding trees.

Dongfang Bubai was about to intercept.

A world-shocking Sword Radiance trembled, seemingly circular yet squared, with an unstoppable and fierce momentum; man and sword presented an inseparable whole, perfectly natural, suddenly piercing from the darkness.

In a flash—

The body of Dongfang Bubai in the air jolted, her embroidery needle delicately flicking out.

With a clang!

The silver needle vibrated with a hum.

The Sword Qi collapsed.

But with that, Dongfang Bubai’s figure also drifted to land, her brows furrowing coldly as she stared into the deep forest at the swiftly fleeing white figure, aware that chasing now would likely be meaningless.

”Cihang Sword Manual! Is it someone from Cihang Jingzhai?”

Thud thud—

Jiang Dali, towering like a Vajra iron tower, strode forward, his voice booming like a great bell, he raised his golden brows and coldly huffed, ”With such strength in Sword Qi, could it be Chief Yan Jing’an of Cihang Jingzhai? Or perhaps Qin Mengyao?”

In Jiang Dali’s understanding, Pang Ban had an enduring affection for Yan Jing’an.

He even secluded himself from Martial World for twenty years at Yan Jing’an’s request, focusing on cultivating the mysterious Cultivation Technique from the Demon Sect, one of the four great and strange books of Martial Arts, ”Daoist Heart Demon Planting Technique.”

Besides Yan Jing’an.

Qin Mengyao also seemed to have some ambiguous relations with Pang Ban.

Even his personally trained disciple, Jin Bingyun, was a disciple of Cihang Jingzhai.

Therefore, it was reasonable for a Cihang Jingzhai expert to suddenly appear to aid Demon Master Pang Ban.

Even if those from Cihang Jingzhai were afraid, wary, or even averse to the great demon.

But now it seemed, at least, they did not want Pang Ban to die.

”A Demon Master truly lives up to the name, with fearsome strength.”

At that moment, Dongfang Bubai shook her head, looking towards Jiang Dali, ”Even without the intervention of someone from Cihang Jingzhai, his strength just now means we would have had a hard time capturing him; at most, we could have inflicted grave injury.

His spirit was as tangible as reality, infiltrating every orifice, subduing the opponent’s mind and will; it is a profound Cultivation Technique that seizes the essence of heaven and earth.

Many times while fighting him, I’ve felt an extreme contradiction in space and time, and anyone with even slightly weaker spirit and will could go insane before thirty exchanges.”

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(Requesting monthly tickets and recommendation tickets! The monthly tickets reset at the end of the month! Also, Li Chenzhou...-writing to this point, there’s no way he can live. Even I, the author, feel regret, but there’s no helping it. Such are the Martial World, the path to supremacy, and the ultimate, most glorious Fate of a fallen king, not an insult.)