Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Swoosh!

Nie Renwang took a deep breath and his figure suddenly leapt up more than a yard, tapped his feet on a branch for leverage, and darted away like a shooting star.

Jiang Dali pursued closely on his Demon Hawk, relentless in the chase.

In mid-air, the two exchanged a flurry of Saber Qi in a lightning-fast encounter.

They clashed with the ferocity of lightning and thunder, dazzling onlookers with their speed.

From behind, Bai Ting and Murong Qingqing, who were quickly catching up, only heard the sound of fluttering garments above them.

Looking up, they saw two figures, one after the other, vaulting over their heads.

”How fast!”

”They are both so strong!”

Both stamped a foot and vaulted into the air, reaching out to the branches around them. Their bodies somersaulted several times as they followed in hot pursuit.

After running several hundred yards, Nie Renwang saw his place of seclusion ahead.

With a burst of energy, he leapt lightly over the surrounding wall like a civet cat and landed in the courtyard on the other side.

He shouted loudly, and a palm slammed onto the ground near the well in the courtyard.

Boom! A loud explosion!

Mud spattered in all directions like bullets.

A chilling coldness accompanied by a dreadful Sword Intent suddenly burst forth from the pit!

”Snow Blade!”

Jiang Dali landed from atop Demon Hawk with a thud, his eyes gleaming as he fixated on the treasure sword Nie Renwang had just grabbed.

The blade was sheathless, and its entire body shone as bright as if it were carved from ice.

An intensely cold and sharp chill seemed to freeze one’s eyes just by looking at it.

The air around seemed to drop several degrees in temperature at the appearance of the blade, causing an involuntary shiver to run down one’s spine.

Nie Renwang set down Nie Feng and said in a deep voice, ”Feng’er, stand aside.”

Nie Feng obediently nodded, then looked with alarm at Jiang Dali, who exuded a formidable aura before quickly scampering to the side.

Nie Renwang pointed his blade at the ground and stared coldly at Jiang Dali, ”Black Wind Village Chief, I’ve withdrawn from the Martial World and no longer involve myself in its affairs. Do not force me, or once my Snow Blade comes out, it will be hard to retract.”

At that moment, Jiang Dali seemed to have forgotten his original purpose.

He surveyed the secluded surroundings.

The trees outside the courtyard rustled, with green leaves among the red and half-withered yellow ones, and a thick layer of fallen leaves beneath the trees, creating a solemn atmosphere.

He said with a faint smile, ”A fishing cape stretches miles across the Martial World, ten years of heartache given to the surging waves. Returning late on a small boat with wine, alone by the railing, filled with regrets.

Nie Renwang, are you truly content, allowing your woman to laugh in another man’s arms, while you numb yourself with drunkenness, holding only a young child in the night?”

”What did you say?!”

Nie Renwang’s gaze blazed, and Sword Light surged violently from the Snow Blade in his hand.

”My mother?”

Little Nie Feng was secretly watching from a distance, visibly shaken.

Jiang Dali looked at Nie Renwang dispassionately, chuckling lightly, ”Did I strike a nerve?

The truth is, my original intent in coming here was not only to invite you back into the Martial World but also to witness the prowess of the once formidable North Drinking Mad Saber.

Unfortunately, what I see now is nothing more than an old man who has lost his edge and ambition, no longer living up to the name of Mad Saber.

No wonder your lady holds you in such low esteem and has thrown herself into Xiong Ba’s arms! Even I find myself disappointed.”

”Enough!!”

Nie Renwang unleashed a thunderous roar that echoed in the air.

His heart was bleeding, his eyes aflame, his blood churned like the ocean’s waves, and he fought to control the rage within his body as he bellowed, ”Leave now while I still don’t wish to kill you.”

Jiang Dali laughed heartily, suddenly drawing the Dragon Slayer Sword from his back, ”Nie Renwang, only now do you look somewhat imposing. But as for killing me, you’re not capable.

The reason I let you take up the Snow Blade was to see just how formidable you truly are, thereby also assessing Xiong Ba’s strength.

Make your move. You dare not confront Xiong Ba, but one day I, the Village Chief, shall help you wash away this disgrace!”

”Arrogant!! You are courting death!”

Nie Renwang’s thick brows were like two inverted sabers.

Repeatedly provoked, he felt as though his entire body was ablaze. Every hair on his body seemed to sparkle, and with a furious roar, he suddenly leaped into the air and slashed down with all his might!

”Shock Frost Glance!!”

Boom!!

A dazzling streak of Saber Qi shot into the sky, cleaved through the mist, and illuminated half the Heavenly Vault. It transformed into a sword light over sixty feet long that tore across the sky, and the surging, overwhelming cold blade energy sliced down with straightforward ferocity.

”Excellent blade!”

Jiang Dali’s eyes instantly turned into a cold and ruthless pitch black, his body radiating a destructive aura. He took a large step forward, and his body emitted an incredibly dazzling and blinding light. The Dragon Slayer Sword struck out with unstoppable force.

Swoosh!!

A massive Sword Light as broad as the sun’s arc ferociously burst forth.

The Sword Light seemed to pierce through the entire courtyard, with Jiang Dali’s destructive momentum reaching its peak!

Boom! An explosion!

Two massive and astonishing blades of blue and gold fiercely collided.

The ground seemed to tremble, and the entire courtyard shook violently.

A wave of energy, visible to the naked eye, spread out, sending dead leaves around their feet scattering in all directions.

The thunderous clash of the two forces reverberated far and wide.

The ensuing windstorm shook the trees and whipped up leaves into the air.

Bai Ting and Murong Qingqing, who had just reached a hundred yards nearby, watched in horror at the thunderbolt-like flashing of Sword Light in the mist from afar, and the gales that hit their faces were enough to let them feel the ferocious power at the center of the battlefield. Both were utterly stunned.

”With such a commotion, should we still approach?”

Bai Ting’s hair stood on end as he turned to Murong Qingqing.