Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 1180: Chapter 926: Hell Sect True Disciple, Black Wind Village Sub Branch Elite!

”Such powerful arm strength!”

The one-eyed elder’s eyes narrowed as more than a dozen Hell Sect disciples, dressed in black attire and bearing a ghost head emblem on their chests, stormed in. Evidently experienced, they quickly dispersed upon entering the restaurant, sealing off all exits, and glaring coldly at the one-eyed elder and his group.

Killing intent suffused the air, tension escalated.

The diners, who had withdrawn in horror, were pale, with some collapsing to the ground, trembling fearfully.

At this moment, aside from the besieged one-eyed elder and his group, only Jiang Dali and three adults and a child remained seated as before. Jiang Dali even continued to eat and drink, making loud slurping noises.

This peculiar quartet seemed undoubtedly formidable, causing even the Hell Sect men who stormed in with murderous intent to be caught off guard.

The man holding the Pear Blossom Mountain Axe halted his advance towards the one-eyed elder, his eyes fierce, scanning back and forth over Jiang Dali and the others.

Jiang Dali, with his back to the crowd, continued to eat and drink, peeling a garlic clove in one hand and gulping down cups of wine.

Beside him, Dongfang Bubai resembled a refined young lady, wearing a black veil under her hat, gracefully holding a round fan as she meticulously embroidered on it with an ordinary embroidery needle, looking completely absorbed.

Liao Rushen, sitting across from them, wore a white veil hat, occasionally glancing at the Hell Sect group while calculating, appearing mysterious.

The only one seemingly unthreatening, the child Bu Jingyun, exuded an uncanny air, staring expressionlessly at the scene, neither frightened nor screaming, as if observing something invisible.

The fierce man holding the Pear Blossom Mountain Axe observed these four enigmatic individuals, especially Jiang Dali, whose imposing stature was no less than his own, and his thoughts quickly shifted. He suddenly channeled his Qi Force and spoke as if the air was being struck by thunder, ”I am Wang Tiefei, Seventh Generation True Inheritor of Hell Sect, and once an elite of the Black Wind Village Sishui sub branch. Friends of the Martial World have always shown me respect.

I have important matters to settle here. If friends can grant me some space for now, I will later invite you all to join me for drinks. Please move aside quickly.”

Upon uttering these words, chaos ensued within the restaurant as everyone was thrown into panic.

The players huddled around the one-eyed elder paled, not so much because of the Hell Sect name, but because this fierce man was once an elite mountain bandit of the Black Wind Village Sishui sub branch, no wonder he had such terrifying strength.

Jiang Dali, who was eating and drinking, paused in surprise.

Unexpectedly encountering Hell Sect leaders here, they were indeed former elite mountain bandits of the Black Wind Village sub branch?

This truly gave him face; Black Wind Village’s elite joining Hell Sect, transforming into the Seventh Generation True Inheritor, wandering the Martial World still speaking of their Black Wind Village past.

The fierce man noticed Jiang Dali pausing and thought he had gained the upper hand, signaling to his subordinate.

The subordinate immediately shouted, ”The four of you, didn’t you hear what Brother Wang said? Get lost......”

Before he could finish, Liao Rushen snorted, flicking a peanut that instantly flew into the shouting man’s mouth.

The man abruptly fell silent, blood and flesh bursting at the back of his neck, a peanut shooting out with a ”pop,” clutching his mouth, retreating a few steps before collapsing with a groan.

”Instant kill!”

The players around the one-eyed elder were startled, seeing the man’s blood bar drop to zero.

Wang Tiefei, holding the Pear Blossom Mountain Axe, was both shocked and enraged. His eyes flashed with fury, temples bulging, as he charged forth, the massive axe descending brutally on Jiang Dali’s head, creating a fierce wind that formed Qi Force!

Liao Rushen was about to intervene when Jiang Dali calmly extended two chopsticks, halting any impulse to act.

”Creak!” sounded.

Amid astonished gazes, Jiang Dali’s ordinary wooden chopsticks clamped the massive axe weighing over a hundred pounds in mid-air, preventing it from descending any further.

An indescribable panic gripped everyone, stunned by the striking scene.

”Crackling!”

Wang Tiefei gnashed his teeth, his eyes filled with growing fear. Despite his muscles straining and face flushing, he could not move the Mountain-opening Axe downward, as if a mountain blocked it, not mere chopsticks.

Incredible but real.

Wang Tiefei knew he faced a supreme expert, fear gripping him as he cried out, releasing his grip to kneel.

Unexpectedly, the axe handle seemed to have a terrible suction, trapping his hands, and before he could react, the chopsticks twisted with a slight wrist turn.

”Ahhhh——”

Wang Tiefei screamed, bones cracking like they were being electrocuted, on the verge of breaking, forced to twist with the axe’s massive force.

He convulsively twisted like dancing, eventually forced to kneel by his axe with a ”thud,” continuing to bend, his spine creaking, bones splintering, unbearable pain.

The Hell Sect disciples, once arrogant, were now pale, rooted in place with terror, watching Wang Tiefei nearly reduced to a dwarf.

The one sitting never even turned around, only using chopsticks to clamp the axe, like picking food from a plate.

The one-eyed elder and all players were dumbfounded, amazed by such a strong figure’s sudden appearance.

At this moment, Jiang Dali’s voice came through, ”You claim to be from Black Wind Village? What proof? What business do you have with Hell Sect?”

His voice was calm and clear, not requiring a raised volume, but resounding like thunder in everyone’s ears.

Wang Tiefei, nearly crushed, struggled to speak, fearing he’d be crushed if not resisting with all his might.

”Mercy, master! I...I am indeed from Black....”

”Still denying?”

Jiang Dali coldly snorted, exerting force in his wrist.

The crack of bones shattering echoed.

Wang Tiefei screamed miserably, his knees embedded in the ground, patella shattering, blood spreading, terrifying the Hell Sect members into quivering with fear...

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