Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 866: Chapter 689: Wind Sword, Moon Blade—Even Da Li Feels the Pressure

The mutual respect between friends is certainly very valuable.

However, the respect between formidable enemies is often more rare and more moving.

Unfortunately, this type of emotion is seldom seen, forever misunderstood by others. Perhaps because it is so hard to understand, it is all the more precious.

The Third Young Master, Xie Xiaofeng, and the Master of Moon Manor, Ding Peng, are now in such a state.

These two men, separated by a whole generation, with Ding Peng belonging to the same generation as Xie Xiaofeng’s daughter, Xie Xiaoyu, who is very fond of Ding Peng.

If Ding Peng had not married the fox woman but had accepted Xie Xiaoyu, Xie Xiaofeng would be older in-law to Ding Peng.

Yet these two cross-generational figures, upon meeting, seemed like old friends who had long admired each other from afar.

Xie Xiaofeng, to sharpen Ding Peng, directed him to hone himself at the Sword Pass he once traversed.

Ding Peng, to challenge Xie Xiaofeng, after mastering the Demon Blade and then abandoning it, has become at ease in wielding it. This means: he has transcended the demonic boundary of that slash and entered the divine realm.

One is the god among swords, the other is the god among blades.

When these two met, they knew they had encountered the formidable adversary of their lifetime.

Now, they stand opposed at the peak of Divine Sword Manor’s greatest Sword Peak.

All guests who entered Divine Sword Manor can only look up to the two figures confronting each other atop the peak.

The Sword Peaks are not just one but several, surrounding Divine Sword Manor with sheer cliffs towering into the clouds, their smooth rock faces reflective as bright swords, imbued with an awe-inspiring, sacred, and majestic momentum that commands reverence.

The guests who enter Divine Sword Manor are all experts within the Martial World, outstanding among men.

Yet faced with these towering cliffs, most can only look and sigh, even if someone can climb up, they refrain out of respect.

Jiang Dali, upon entering the manor surrounded by numerous Players, the Fist Tao God, Wang Yuyan, and others, immediately noticed the two figures at the Sword Peak silhouetted against the setting sun.

Meanwhile, the heroes and warriors gathered inside the manor to watch the battle quickly shifted their attention away from Xie Xiaofeng and Ding Peng, their expressions wary, respectful, and curious, as they quietly discussed Jiang Dali.

”The Black Wind Village Chief, indeed, has arrived.”

Sitting in a chair, the Heartbroken Little Knife’s eyes gleamed, as he fixed his gaze on the Dragon Slayer Sword behind Jiang Dali, pondering what action the Black Wind Village Chief might take this time.

For him, possessing high Sword Dao Cultivation, having even activated two special Sword Dao Titles, ordinary battles, enemy slaying, or tasks, can only enhance Potential Points and Cultivation Points, to then upgrade Power Realm or Martial Arts Realm.

This simplistic leveling approach lacks challenge and importance.

However, frequently observing the mastery of Sword Dao experts can inspire one to awaken or upgrade Sword Dao Titles, or even create one’s unique saber technique.

To most Players, this may seem incomprehensible and unprofitable.

Yet, for truly immersed expert players, it’s an essential path.

Accumulating and advancing multiple Titles not only enhances saber power, personal Attributes, and the potential of unique saber techniques, but also increases growth pace and combat ability to an extraordinary degree.

Thus, upon seeing the Black Wind Village Chief arrive, Heartbroken Little Knife was already filled with anticipation for the potentially upcoming great battle.

Martial World people believe the Black Wind Village Chief’s strongest trait is his Cross Training Martial Arts.

But Heartbroken Little Knife believes the Black Wind Village Chief’s greatest strength lies in his Saber Skill.

Such Saber Skill was once his unshakable nightmare, continuing to affect him even now.

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”How long have your Third Young Master and Ding Peng been confronting each other on this Sword Peak?”

Upon entering the manor, Jiang Dali, not sitting despite Housekeeper Xie’s courteous hospitality, looked at the two opposing figures on the Sword Peak and suddenly spoke.

Housekeeper Xie, startled, replied without hesitation, ”The Young Master and Young Master Ding went up the Sword Peak in the afternoon; since then, our manor opened wide, welcoming distinguished guests.”

Jiang Dali sighed inwardly, looking at the beautiful sunset scene, shaking his head, ”Now it is evening, two hours have passed since the afternoon, their trial is reaching its end.”

”What!?”

Many Martial World people listening nearby whispered in surprise and suspicion.

Heartbroken Little Knife’s eyes widened in amazement as he looked towards the two on the Sword Peak, his brow gradually furrowing.

They’ve been standing opposed without moving for two hours, yet haven’t exchanged blows, how suddenly is it reaching its end?

If this statement was made by anyone else present, it would immediately be questioned.

However, the words came from the renowned Black Wind Village Chief, those who heard, despite misgivings, dared not immediately question.

Housekeeper Xie stood there, puzzled by Jiang Dali’s words.

Only the Fist Tao God standing beside Jiang Dali in a hat, like a puppet, understood why Jiang Dali spoke those words.

Because he also detected from the Qi Mechanism Sensing of those two on the peak the reality of their states.

Xie Xiaofeng and Ding Peng’s emanating Divine Intent and aura, weakening over time.

This weakening was slight yet indicated the attrition from their mental, aura, and spiritual will contest.

Ordinary heavenly people may not discern the peril within.

But if anyone stood on that peak now, in the middle of their confrontation, they would feel terrifying waves and gales-like exchanges.

Weak harms the body; strong severs the soul.

Divine Intent level exchanges are more thorough, intense, and harder for ordinary people to grasp than superficial strikes.

After Jiang Dali spoke, he did not explain further, keenly watching the two on the Sword Peak with growing interest.

Almost simultaneously, a notification appeared on his interface.

”You observed the renowned past figures of the Martial World—Divine Sword Manor’s Third Young Master Xie Xiaofeng and Moon Villa’s Master, Demonic Saber Ding Peng—exchange Divine Intent and spiritual insight during their duel.

Your Cultivation Points increased by 1000, Potential Points increased by 1000. Continue observing, as you might gain enlightenment and sudden insight...”

The many Martial World people around, upon hearing the Black Wind Village Chief’s statement, finding he ceased to explain, felt curious as if cat’s claws scratched, frequently looking from the Sword Peak to Jiang Dali, hesitant to inquire yet unwilling to ask.

Only a very few people with exceptional insight, like Wang Yuyan and Heartbroken Little Knife, gradually perceived some of the subtleties, their expressions growing ever more solemn.

As time passed by.

The setting sun was as crimson as blood, forming a broad, dazzling wave of light on the surface of Green Water Lake, flickering and shimmering.

Jiang Dali’s spirit became increasingly focused as the sky and surroundings changed.

In his eyes, Ding Peng and Xie Xiaofeng had both disappeared.

Appearing on Sword Peak now were two powerful intents.

One was the saber intent, a demonically divine, domineering saber intent.

One was the sword intent, unrestrained, returning to nature’s invisible sword intent.

The clash between these two intents had grown white-hot.

Jiang Dali’s eyes couldn’t help but flash with intense light, and the Dragon Slayer Sword on his back began to hum and tremble, the black blade gradually emitting a golden light, revealing a rebellious saber intent that upended the world.

The moment this saber intent rose from his body, the many Martial World experts watching from within the manor turned their faces in shock and amazement.

And at this moment, the fourth group of distinguished guests, including Feng Qingyang, were being ushered into the villa.

Almost simultaneously, atop Sword Peak, Ding Peng, who hadn’t moved for a long time, let out a loud shout and suddenly drew his saber for the first time.

The sword light flashed.

Coming from an unknown source, and destined for an unknown destination.

It slashed across dozens of meters toward the opposite Sword Peak.

But at such a distance, it’s impossible for saber qi to reach.

Moreover, the saber light slashed by Ding Peng had no saber qi at all.

All the spectators were bewildered by Ding Peng’s sudden inexplicable action.

However, in Jiang Dali’s focused perception, at the very moment Ding Peng drew his saber, his Yang God had already ventured out of his body.

His Yang God transformed into a demonic saber, cutting across the distance toward Xie Xiaofeng.

The elegance of this strike was understood by very few.

Only through divine intent could it be perceived.

But once perceived, it surely caused trembling shock.

Suddenly, a crescent moon seemed to appear between heaven and earth on Sword Peak!

The crescent moon emitted a demonic, cool brilliance, instantly transforming into hundreds of saber lights in mid-air.

Like the moonlight’s gentle glow enveloping all of Xie Xiaofeng’s vital points, saber qi hadn’t arrived, yet it felt as if a hundred ghosts were gnawing at the heart, chasing the soul to claim life!

Crescent Moon Saber!

The unique Divine Saber Slash, unparalleled in heaven and on earth.

If Yan Shisan of old had honed the life-representing Fifteenth Sword to the point of mastery, perhaps it could rival Ding Peng’s Divine Saber Slash.

Unfortunately, Yan Shisan chose to abandon that opportunity.

The power of the Fifteen Life-taking Swords and Divine Saber Slash was equivalent, but Yan Shisan couldn’t control it at will, while Ding Peng had already conquered it.

But the Xie Xiaofeng of today was no longer the Xie Xiaofeng of thirty years ago.

Hidden in the Hidden Sword Hut for thirty years, secluded from the world, nurturing his spirit, Xie Xiaofeng’s sword had reached an unfathomable realm. While he was still in hiding, the Fifteen Life-taking Swords could have claimed his life.

But when he chose to emerge, neither the Fifteen Life-taking Swords nor the Divine Saber Slash could do anything to him.

He suddenly drew his sword.

Then wielded it with the Yin God.

In that instant, Jiang Dali also had his Yang God venture out, closely observing Xie Xiaofeng’s sudden sword drawing.

But all he felt was a breeze naturally brushing past.

When the wind blows, who can resist it?

And who knows from where the wind blows?

If Ding Peng’s saber was like the moonlight, then Xie Xiaofeng’s sword was like the wind, even more formless and unrestrained.

The wind passed through the moonlight, the moonlight also swept through the wind.

Saber and sword, divine and intent.

Silently clashing, merging, ultimately disappearing together.

As if neither could overcome the other.

As if the wind and the moon had a beautiful meeting.

Jiang Dali’s forehead was sweating profusely, even with his brilliant thunder-like saber intent, he didn’t know how to wield his saber.

Because no matter how he struck.

It seemed he couldn’t achieve any result.

Striking against the wind, could he harm the wind?

Striking against the moonlight, could he cleave the moonlight?

And when you can’t, the wind has already touched you, the moonlight has already shone on you, you... have already lost...

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