Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Even sometimes when they managed to knock off a chunk of him, mid-fight, it would slowly start to recover again.

The three of them exchanged blows with lightning speed, turning the sandy beach into a landscape of deep craters, while the rocks shattered amidst thunderous roars, releasing a frenzy of Qi Force that scattered wildly.

Onlookers all retreated further and further away.

Players watched Jiang Dali, whose Momentum grew stronger with each successive palm strike, completely dumbstruck and their blood boiling with excitement.

However, the Players and many warriors from the Sea Shark Palace side who rushed to the scene were terrified, their faces showing horror, and their hearts panicked.

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Boom!!

A hurricane swept past.

The golden Iron Fist grazed his chin, and Helian Ba felt his cheek almost dislocate as his teeth emitted a brittle crack, accompanied by blood spurting from his mouth. Streaking across his eyes, the sight was acutely glaring and humiliating.

A wave of dread and uncontrollable rage surged from his heart to his forehead, burning fiercely.

He roared like a tiger and lunged forward with the ferocity of a wolf, making a fierce charge at Jiang Dali.

Sadly, as fast as he charged, he retreated even faster.

A heavy palm strike thunderously hit his chest.

Bang crack!

His chest suddenly caved in, the dense sounds of his bones cracking accompanying the forceful impact that caused the fabric of his clothing to burst open behind him, exploding into countless tattered pieces, as his body was flung several yards away.

Before he could even spit out the blood and get up from the ground.

Jiang Dali’s figure blurred, breaking through the thick air waves with a gust, reaching him in an instant.

A big foot stretched out, stepping down mercilessly on his abdomen.

Bang!!!

The mountainous force of the impact exploded, burying Helian Ba deep into the sand.

Helian Ba felt as though he could hear every bone in his Body, his meridians, and his flesh tearing apart inch by inch.

”Bai Ting!” Bai Ting shouted in shock and anger.

”In front of this village chief, you better watch your temper! Anger will only get you killed faster!” Jiang Dali said methodically, paying no attention to the approaching Bai Ting.

His foot remained pressed on Helian Ba’s completely collapsed Body, blood gushing from underneath the burst shoe.

”You... let... let go...”

Helian Ba’s consciousness had already blurred, his Body ice cold, the fear of death completely replacing his anger with only regret and despair, his mouth moving instinctively to beg for mercy.

Beg for mercy?

Ever since he became the Sea Shark Palace Master,

He hadn’t begged for a long time.

But now, with the threat of death looming, he was forced to beg for mercy.

However, with a loud bang,

Jiang Dali stamped down directly onto his head.

Boom!

The sand shook.

Helian Ba’s head was brutally stamped into the sand, emitting a chilling crack sound, and the long blood bar was emptied under the shocked gazes of countless Players.

”Ah!!”

Bai Ting, who had just rushed within two yards of Jiang Dali, felt a surge of rage cloud his head, his face turning a twisted red, but his legs froze in place under the immense threat of life and death.

A chill ran from his spine to his head.

He shuddered in horror, his pupils shrinking as he stared at the towering figure before him, regaining his senses, his Body quaking like a sieve.

Fear!

A powerful fear welled up inside him, an unfamiliar emotion he had rarely tasted.

But now, seeing Helian Ba’s head crushed into the ground by Jiang Dali and Helian Ba’s legs twitching in a post-death spasm, Bai Ting truly understood what mortal fear was.

Jiang Dali slowly turned around, his fists clenched tightly with a grinding sound, his muscular Body glistening with a menacing sheen, his eyes looking down coldly at the disheveled Bai Ting, and he said, ”Do you want to die with your brother, or do you want to live?”

Bai Ting froze, his outstretched hand recoiling as if stung, the taste of blood and dryness filling his mouth.

He thought of his wife and daughter, Bai Yu’er.

A voice echoed incessantly in his head.

”I can’t die, I can’t die... If I die, who will take care of my wife and daughter? Who?”

His mouth opened, and his features collapsed as if he had aged several years, emitting a hoarse voice unfamiliar to himself, slowly backing away, ”I... I... I give up.”

He couldn’t make sense of it at all.

Why everything had been fine when he arrived.

And now, why couldn’t he go back?

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