Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 880 - 702: Greenhouse Flower, I’ll Crush You with My Palm!

Chapter 880: Chapter 702: Greenhouse Flower, I’ll Crush You with My Palm!

A smile scatters the angry sea, a shout disperses the clouds.

The aura that Jiang Dali emits with this smile truly intimidates everyone present.

Especially the words "What qualifications do you have to show me, the village chief, respect!" spoken with resounding authority and overflowing dominance.

Shan Yuru’s charming face is unable to smile, not only unable to smile, but has become as dark as water.

To make a witch who constantly carries an alluring smile unable to smile, her inner rage must have reached its peak.

After all, she is the highest-ranking person in the Heavenly Destiny Sect, divided into five tiers; the Magic Queen, Advisor, Beautiful Woman, Charming Man, and Independent Warrior. She is the direct disciple of Fu Yaohong and ranks as the Magic Queen, her martial arts are phenomenal, having once crossed paths with Lang Fan Yun, the top of the Black List.

Jiang Dali’s mockery indeed deeply wounds her pride. Were it not for her knowledge of Jiang Dali’s prowess, she would have charged forward to fight him right now. Yet, unwilling to leave just like that, she finds herself hesitating and conflicted.

The Charming Sword Young Master by her side, however, is like a newborn calf unafraid of tigers, staring at Jiang Dali with a low voice, "Black Wind Village Chief, Sect Master Shan has already given you some face. In the Martial World, it’s customary for mutual respect. Don’t push too far.

Today, you can take Wan Wan, but the Yin Gui Sect is a must-have for the Shadow Sword Sect and Heavenly Destiny Sect."

The female players of the Yin Gui Sect were all moved to tears upon hearing this.

This Charming Sword Young Master truly considers their Yin Gui Sect, but he’s placing himself in danger, willingly walking into the lion’s den.

"Hehehe... interesting."

Jiang Dali’s laughter gradually ceased, his eyes filled with pity and amusement as he looked at the Charming Sword Young Master, saying indifferently, "May I ask your name?"

The Charming Sword Young Master replied coldly, "I am the current successor of the Shadow Sword Sect among the Three Dens—Diao Piqing!"

"Ah, so the Shadow Sword Sect’s esteemed disciple!"

Jiang Dali nodded slightly and slowly rose from his seat, as the Demon Hawk respectfully began to descend.

Standing with his hands behind his back, his cloak billowed as he rose, like a Demon King descending upon the world, looking down upon everyone below. He spoke to Diao Piqing in a calm tone.

"The Shadow Sword Sect indeed has some reputation, but it seems these years of secluded training have exhausted your potential, raising you as a sheltered flower.

If you’ve survived in the Martial World, it’s because some seniors respect your sect’s elders and won’t beat you, while juniors lack the ability to be your opponents. Thus, you’ve awkwardly managed to survive without knowing your limits. It’s truly not easy."

"What did you say?!"

Diao Piqing’s pale face turns a livid color, his fierce eyes exposed — no one can make jokes about him.

Whoosh—

Jiang Dali leaps ten feet from the air, landing with a thud, his arms spread wide, causing the black cloak to burst open, knocking over seven or eight people nearby. He strides coldly towards Diao Piqing.

"I once said that when I spoke loudly, everyone could hear! Now I don’t need to speak loudly, yet everyone must listen carefully. Fail to understand, and you die!!"

Jiang Dali’s eyes suddenly emit a terrifying light locking onto Diao Piqing, "Do you want to die?"

"You!!"

Diao Piqing’s aura halts, like being eyed by a primordial beast with hair standing and heart contracting, almost frozen in place.

However, hearing Shan Yuru’s disappointed sigh beside him reignites all his courage and anger, transforming his youthful vigor into deep hatred fixed on Jiang Dali, "I’ve heard you once fought evenly with Lang Fan Yun of the Rain Covering Sword, I want to see how skilled you truly are!"

Before the words are finished, the charming sword is already in his hand.

A chilling sword swiftly moves, the shadow transforms into several figures, seemingly drifting in different directions along multiple arcs. A force of Heaven and Earth power explodes with shocking Sword Intent and Sword Qi, carrying thunderous sounds, fiercely targeting Jiang Dali’s vital points with the intent of striking first.

"Alas, I wonder if the Shadow Sword Sect has trained a second successor..."

Wan Wan sighs inwardly seeing Diao Piqing making a move.

"Quite flashy and beautiful."

Jiang Dali chuckles softly, casually flicking his hand, diving directly into the arcs of sword light, striking a sword tip that’s piercing forward.

Clang! Explosive sound!!

The longsword bends under impact like being hit by a cannonball, forming an astonishing curve.

Jiang Dali continues to point towards Diao Piqing’s acupoints.

Diao Piqing, horrified and angry, retreats suddenly, unleashing a Return Horse Sword, countless sword lights erupting like a peacock fanning its tail, with ghostly cold Sword Qi approaching.

Phantom Sword Technique!!

Jiang Dali coldly smiles, gathers energy, lifts his single arm, and with a low shout, strikes swiftly like lightning.

Clang!

A circle of Golden Bell Qi Shield immediately materializes around his arm, like a swirling golden vortex, its fierce force bursts forth.

Clang clang clang—!

Sword lights crash and crumble.

Diao Piqing gives a muffled groan, face changes color feeling unable to hold the sword in his hand and prepares to retreat, but suddenly sees a phantom-like palm tearing through the sword curtain, rapidly magnifying before his eyes.

"Ah!!——"

He screamed in terror.

At this moment, Shan Yuru sighed softly, her figure moved, and two rings flew from her arms.

The strange whistling sound immediately flew towards Jiang Dali, causing his ears to be filled with soul-stirring whistling sounds, surprisingly adopting the strategy of "surround Wei to rescue Zhao" using the strange magical sound attack.

However, Jiang Dali had spent the whole day listening to Murong Qingqing playing tunes with the Heavenly Demon Zither, so he was already immune to such musical attacks, ignoring them as he approached Diao Piqing like a Barbarian Dragon...

He grabbed with one hand!!

Diao Piqing sensed danger, and the Phantom Sword in his hand buzzed and coiled like a snake around him.

The snake entwines!

Any enemy attack that came close to him would be wounded by the blade of the Phantom Sword.

However, Jiang Dali’s thick palm instantly turned into an unbreakable gold, enveloped by a thick Qi Shield.

A loud clang resounded!

The Phantom Longsword mournfully trembled and was directly shaken away.

With a domineering grip, his thick golden palm seized Diao Piqing’s neck!

The word "no" was stuck in his throat, and the muscular, powerful hand squeezed fiercely!!

Crunch!!

Diao Piqing’s eyes bulged, his eyeballs seemed about to be squeezed out of their sockets, showing disbelief and despair as he looked at Jiang Dali’s cold, emotionless, stern face, and soon his eyes lost color.

Swoosh——!

A pair of jade rings almost instantly retracted from behind Jiang Dali’s head.

Shan Yuru’s figure, with billowing sleeves and a broad robe, quickly flickered and stood charmingly on the other side.

She flicked her hair, the black hair contrasting with her snow-white skin and white clothes, as if she hadn’t acted at all.

The surrounding members of the Heavenly Destiny Sect and those from the Yin Gui Sect all gasped, watching the extremely robust, short-haired big man casually tossing the body of the Charming Sword Young Master on the ground like garbage, many people’s eyelids twitching and legs trembling.

Especially a group of Players, who almost shouted "Shit" out loud, quickly covering their mouths to forcibly stop themselves.

They saw it very clearly.

The Black Wind Village Chief killed the Charming Sword Young Master with bare hands, and didn’t even take a hit in return.

Instead, from the first touch, the Charming Sword Young Master’s blood bar fell by a large portion, and then he was simply crushed to death, blood bar zeroed out.

This proves the damage dealt by the Heavenly Realm 1 Charming Sword Young Master to the Black Wind Village Chief was practically zero.

Both are Heavenly Human Realm experts.

The gap is huge.

Or rather, the Black Wind Village Chief’s defense is too high.

Wan Wan and Queen Yin both inhaled deeply at this sight, feeling both horrified by Jiang Dali’s terrifying strength and quickly sensing an unprecedented feeling of security.

"Nowadays, some youngsters in the Martial World have ambitions higher than the sky, but their fate is as thin as paper, wasting the high hopes of their elders in the sects.

Unfortunately, this village chief won’t indulge you, even if your elders come, I’ll kill them too!"

Jiang Dali shook his head, looking at Diao Piqing’s corpse.

The surrounding Players from the Yin Gui Sect had strange expressions, feeling this was entirely crocodile tears, too terrifying.

"Shan Yuru!"

Jiang Dali turned to look at Shan Yuru, who already had intentions of retreating.

The latter tightened all over, her heart wary, but her face showed a charming smile.

Her beautiful eyes were like two brilliant stars set in the deep, dark night sky, full of moisture and depth, gazing at Jiang Dali, she spoke softly.

"Master Jiang, you truly have great skills, I can’t compare. The Yin Gui Sect will surely be prosperous for hundreds of years with a hero like you. This time I was too reckless, I wonder how you wish to punish me now, I’m willing to accept any punishment."

She spoke with a charming smile, her sleeves flaring and jade belt fluttering. Most notably, her appearance was dignified, without a hint of licentiousness or wildness.

But the most captivating part was the delicate allure that emanated from her bones, making her seem pitiable and endearing.

She merely stood there charmingly, smiling softly, without using any seductive techniques, yet she exuded an irresistible allure that captivated the soul, leaving a lingering, tender impression.

Even Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing on Demon Hawk’s back were momentarily stunned, wondering how there could be such a beauty in the world. Even a hard-hearted man like the village chief might have softened and felt compassion...

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