Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

”Ding dong! Ding dong!”

The zither sound echoed once again, the notes joyfully hopping, enveloping the entire courtyard.

Such a gentle zither sound, like the peak of a high mountain, shrouded in mist, elusive and unpredictable, then transformed into a lingering zither melody, like flowing clouds and water, clear and persistent—where was the domineering presence of the soul-breaking tune from just before?

Liu Sheng Butsuma coughed up fresh blood and looked over at the Ninja King who was exchanging blows with Xiao Feng and Lu Xiaofeng, knowing for certain that this time he was truly doomed to die.

This Black Wind Village Chief before him was indeed as formidable as Iron Gall Divine Hou Zhu Wushi had once said, even more so—beyond his imagination.

”Liu Sheng, aren’t you going to draw your sword? I don’t have all day,” Jiang Dali said, with a faint smile lingering on his lips. His smile was as pale as the Sword Light of the Dragon Slayer Sword in his hand, yet it was like the grin of the Grim Reaper, striking deep fear into Liu Sheng Butsuma’s heart.

”Song Country people, as you wish!”

He roared to embolden himself, firming his belief, suddenly producing several golden needles in his hand and with a shout like a flash of lightning, he stabbed them into various acupoints on his body.

Gold needle bloodletting!

Liu Sheng Butsuma’s momentum became terribly fierce in an instant, his body emanating a terrifying murderous aura.

”To inflict a thousand damage on the enemy, and self-harm eight hundred? What a pity... you’re bleeding in vain,” Jiang Dali said with a cold chuckle.

”Don’t be arrogant!”

Liu Sheng Butsuma was sweating profusely, slowly moving his feet, his long and oddly-shaped sword, frosty and as thin as paper, ceaselessly gesturing towards Jiang Dali as blood poured out of his chest like a fountain, hitting the ground.

Then, in a sudden moment, he roared, advancing with the sword in hand, raising the sword above his head and stepping forward—reducing the distance between him and Jiang Dali to about ten steps.

Clang!

Liu Sheng Butsuma’s sword momentum intensified, making strange trajectories in front of him, his long sword turning into a dazzling, bright white light, stirring up a gust of wind that lifted many tiles, and he struck fiercely at Jiang Dali with incredible momentum.

Snow Drifting through the World!

Boom boom boom—

Terrifying Saber Qi, accompanied by astounding Sword Intent, erupted instantaneously, like wind churning snowflakes, in a whirl, filling the air; in an instant, the sky and earth turned monochrome, with the snow-like Saber Qi shrouding the entire rooftop.

”Wonderful swordsmanship!”

Jiang Dali laughed heartily as the Dragon Slayer Sword suddenly swept out a trajectory like a Golden Dragon crossing the sky.

The blazing golden Saber Qi surged violently.

Like a bolt of lightning piercing through the sky and casting light in all directions.

This splendid Sword Light, like a piercing arrow, instantly broke through the swathe of snowflake-like Saber Qi, and even tore through like a conic dragon formation, shredding all surrounding Saber Qi.

Overbearing, tyrannical!

Heavenly Reversing Divine Intent Saber—Golden Dragon Breaking the Sky!

Boom!—

The entire snowflake-like Saber Qi suddenly collapsed.

But at that very instant, a bloody figure suddenly charged through the dragon-shaped Saber Qi, unfazed by death, letting out a final cry before death, his body full of fierce and tyrannical momentum, angrily slashing out with a sword!

”The Liu Sheng family will live forever!!”

Crack—!

An incredibly astonishing Saber Qi, like thunder roaring, broke through the clouds’ confinement, bursting forth, turning into a dazzling lightning-like flash, racing through the air with an imposing momentum like rolling thunder.

”Dominate the World!?”

Jiang Dali’s eyes showed astonishment, feeling the unparalleled, ferocious pressure accompanying the shocking Saber Qi, and without hesitation, he brought his sword down in an apparent sweeping motion, which was in fact an upright strike.

The Dragon Slayer Sword’s dark blade radiated bright golden light.

Sword Light flashed!

Three zhang of Heaven and Earth Power surged and rolled back. Suddenly, the heavens and earth were illuminated with a grand golden radiance, as if thunder rolled, carrying with it the shocking and vibrant Qi of the Saber!

It collided fiercely with Liu Sheng Butsuma’s tyrannical Saber Qi.

Clang!!—

An astounding ring-shaped shockwave burst forth violently from the point where the two blades met.

”Ding ding ding! Clang clang!—”

Murong Qingqing’s hands swept frantically over the strings, the sound of the zither rising high as well, rolling like tumbling rocks, tumultuous and surging as if embodying the roar of a Jiao Dragon.

Boom!!

The entire house could no longer withstand such a violent energy impact; shaking violently, the beams broke all at once, collapsing with a crash.

Three figures leaped down from the air.

Murong Qingqing twirled in midair, playing the zither while gracefully landing.

Her fingers fluttered, the zither music abruptly turned melodious, soothing like a flowing spring, as if signifying the end of the battle.

”Fine tune, fine swordsmanship, but what a pity...”

Jiang Dali sighed softly, landing with his sword in hand, the Dragon Slayer Sword blade showing not a trace of blood.

Liu Sheng Butsuma planted himself into the ground like a wooden stake, his face showing a look of admiration and respect, his raspy voice trembling, ”What kind of... sword... technique... is this?”

Jiang Dali casually sheathed the Dragon Slayer Sword behind him, speaking indifferently, ”Heavenly Reversing Divine Intent Saber—Three Springs Thunder!”

”Keh, ha... good...”

With a tremble of his eyes, Liu Sheng Butsuma could no longer contain that tearing force within him. A streak of blood first appeared on his forehead, slowly trickling down over his nose, dipping to the Ren Zhong and then to his chin.

His eyes grey and lifeless, he trembled with difficulty and said, ”You... used...”

Before he could finish, there was a loud bang.

Liu Sheng had just split his body in half in a sudden explosion, turning into a vast cloud of blood filling the sky, a scene of unparalleled terror.

Jiang Dali said with a faint smile, ”I used almost eighty percent of my strength in a normal state! You were quite good. No wonder...”

No wonder, in his previous life, this man could kill Master Liao Jie, who even the Iron Gall Divine Hou was wary of; although there was an element of surprise in the attack, since he had been chosen by Zhu Wushi as a partner, he must have had some abilities indeed.

But that was all.

Even if he used the formidable Sword Skill, Dominate the World, he still couldn’t withstand his Three Springs Thunder Sword Skill, not even making it past the second spring before being split and turned into a corpse.

To Liu Sheng, Jiang Dali might well have been his nemesis.

”The battle over there is still going on; it seems there’s another formidable character!”

At this moment, Murong Qingqing stopped strumming her zither strings and flitted over, whispering to remind him.

”It doesn’t matter!”

Jiang Dali smiled faintly, ”Judging from the commotion, Brother Xiao and Lu Xiaoji should also be taking the upper hand.

I’ll go take a look.

Now that we’ve both been exposed, you try searching for the hidden chambers and secret passages within this mansion on a large scale with your zither sound, and see if you can find Jing Shen.”

”Alright!”

Murong Qingqing hugged her zither and leaped onto the courtyard wall, sitting down cross-legged with her eyes closed, strumming her zither from a high vantage point once more.

In an instant, rings of zither sound, invisible to the naked eye, spread out like ripples; Murong Qingqing’s ears also trembled slightly as she listened and distinguished things by their sounds.

This was none other than the Sky Zither Sect’s extremely unique Cultivation Technique—the Sound Eye.

By using the changes in the zither sounds that bounced off houses, trees, the ground, and even the water, she could analyze and determine the surrounding objects.

Such a method was somewhat similar to the way bats use the feedback from sound waves as their eyes.

Jiang Dali’s movement technique unfolded, like a Divine Dragon darting elegantly, rushing to the other battlefield like flowing water.

With a loud boom!

He burst through a group of samurai charging at him with loud cries, knocking four or five of them flying like bowling pins, causing bone-breaking injuries upon landing in a scene of horrific violence.

”Don’t overestimate yourselves! I advise you not to meddle in others’ business!”

Jiang Dali stood with his hands behind his back, utterly unconcerned by the seven or eight armed and alarmed samurai surrounding him, his arrogance and confidence as a Martial Artist reaching the extreme.

At this moment.

Three figures were exchanging blows rapidly in the area.

One of them, dressed in black armor and wearing a Ninja mask, has been beaten into repeatedly vomiting blood, despite repeated attempts to break free, he failed to escape the joint attack of Xiao Feng and Lu Xiaofeng.

Jiang Dali only took a glance to figure out that this person was the current Ninja King of Ying Country, clearly possessing the strength of the Heavenly Human 4th Realm.

Ninjutsu, in the Central Plains Martial Arts, was often depicted as something mysterious; in reality, it was merely a combination and variation of Qinggong, Disguise, Qigong, and diving, among others.

There were seven Ninja schools in Ying Country: Iga, Kakashi, Jiechuan, Genlai, Na Hei, Wutian, and Qiuye.

Both Ying Country’s Ninjas and samurai, just like the Martial Artists, focused more on the study of Ninjutsu and Martial Arts than the Martial Artists of the Central Plains.

This was primarily because the Martial Artists of the Central Plains were too preoccupied with pursuing fame and fortune, and those truly devoted to the Martial Arts were a rare sight.

This is also why Ying Country, despite being a relatively small nation, could have quite a few Heavenly Person Realm experts, and the root of it lay in their average level of dedication and mental state considering Martial Arts, which were stronger.

However, the Power Realm does not equate to actual combat power; it only indicates that the higher the Realm, the stronger the support to combat power.

Combat power, though, is not just about Realm.

It is a combination of many factors: the Cultivation Technique learned, natural talent for battle, performance in the heat of the moment, psychological quality, and Weapons wielded.

Like Xiao Feng, who had just learned the Vajra Invulnerability Divine Skill—if compared to prior to learning the Divine Skill and being of the same Realm, his combat power would be completely different due to the support of the Divine Skill.

Currently on the battlefield, Xiao Feng, with merely the strength of the Heavenly Human 2 Realm, was adopting the newly-acquired Vajra Invulnerability Divine Skill, embodying the Golden Body War God, and stood firm against the Ninja King without being overwhelmed.

He even broke several ribs of the Ninja King with just a pair of bare hands, and as his momentum with the Nine Mysterious Great Method and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms stacked, his combat power became increasingly fierce.

Lu Xiaofeng, standing aside, hardly took action, obstructing the Ninja King at critical moments whenever he was about to escape, effectively making the entire battle Xiao Feng’s show of force.

The Ninja King of Ying Country was reduced to being a whetstone for Hero Xiao, unable to escape.

After observing for a while, Jiang Dali decided that the Ninja King was as good as dead.

The Ninja King’s various fanciful Ninjutsu and Blinding Techniques were numerous.

But apart from a few initial surprise moves that almost enabled him to escape, once Lu Xiaofeng cornered him back into the fray, consecutive deployments of the same techniques turned almost useless against Xiao Feng.

Seeing such a prime whetstone about to be killed, Jiang Dali turned toward Lu Xiaofeng and said with a loud laugh, ”Lu Xiaoji, how are you managing with the ’Nine-character Mantra Handprint’ I taught you?”

Lu Xiaofeng snorted, formed the Inner Lion Seal with his hand, uttered ”Zhe,” and quickly restored his Inner Strength, ”It’s quite good, probably stronger than yours.”

”That remains to be seen. Just watch this!”

Jiang Dali laughed, his clothes suddenly rustling without wind, one hand behind his back, while the other reached forward, palm out, as his power rapidly gathered in the handprint.

”Qian!”

He yelled coldly, and with a swift push of his right palm, a Spiral Qi shot out from his palm. Like a streak of lightning, it crossed a few yards in an instant and swiftly imprinted itself towards the Ninja King.

”What a huge wave; can the Treasure Vase Seal be used like this?!”

Lu Xiaofeng was immediately amazed and gasped...

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