Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 908 - 724: The Era Belonging to the Sword Master Has Finally Arrived!

Chapter 908: Chapter 724: The Era Belonging to the Sword Master Has Finally Arrived!

Just as Jiang Dali was assisting the Sword Master in the Sword Tomb of Sword Casting City with refining the Lingshuang Sword.

A series of strategic measures that he had previously discussed and planned with Wan Wan were swiftly implemented.

The first was the collaboration between Manduo Villa and Yin Gui Sect to annex and absorb the Heavenly Destiny Sect.

With Shan Yuru no longer at the helm, the Heavenly Destiny Sect was only guarded by a few Heavenly Human 1 Realm experts like Leng Yan and Zhan Yu.

This leaderless group, at a disadvantage in intelligence, was encircled and quickly subdued by Leng Yan and Zhan Yu under the command of Wan Wan, along with Jiang Dali’s Yin Yang Temple people and Sha Qian Deng.

Other than a few mid-to-high level members who fled, the rest of the core elite were captured and fed the Three Corpses Brain God Pill, falling completely under the control of the Yin Gui Sect.

All information and evidence on the Iron Gall Divine Hou Zhu Wushi were compiled into a dossier and presented to the Yin Gui Sect’s tribunal.

On the other hand, four elite army units, each led by Jiang Dali’s direct command, were formed by "Ancient Color Strange People," "Tie Niu," "Ping Shengaoqi," and "Bird Stealing Little Flying Hero," heading straight to the Ming Country gripped by internal chaos, awaiting activation.

No wall in the world is impenetrable.

These four elite units, fully armed with the excellent equipment from Yanggong’s Treasure Vault, caught the attention of various powers as soon as they arrived in Ming Country.

However, Ming Country was already in a state of internal strife, with martial arts and warlord forces from other vassal states seeking to profit from the chaos, and the three armies of Iron Gall Divine Hou almost reaching the Imperial City for a rendezvous.

With all parties in mutual restraint, the sudden arrival of these 4,000 elite troops from Black Wind Village alarmed every power, yet no one could stop them at the moment.

Some players, as soon as they reached a secluded area, urinated and went offline, making it difficult for many forces to track them.

For a time, the situation in Ming Country became more subtle and oppressive, as if the air was filled with the scent of gunpowder.

Related forums on the Jianghu Forum were boiling over.

Players were endlessly discussing the sudden military action of Black Wind Village.

The Eight Desolate Disciples, who were bored to tears, were suddenly excited.

The deployment of elite troops from Black Wind Village was seen by them as the Eight Desolates Ancestor Jiang Dali prematurely releasing a "trouble gathering signal"!

Although the 4,000 elite troops from Black Wind Village might not seem extensive, they comprised almost half of the elite forces the village had cultivated at that moment.

These 4,000 elite mountain bandits each possessed the strength of at least ten ordinary soldiers.

Moreover, players could resurrect after dying, and losing their lives two or three times a month was a manageable loss.

Players from Black Wind Village were renowned for their exceptional combat skills, and any one of them could be a champion warrior.

Thus, the combat power that these 4,000 elite troops could exert was equivalent to that of sixty or seventy thousand regular troops of Ming Country.

The sudden arrival of such a considerable force was a significant deterrent, causing immediate alarm.

Two of the three armies under Zhu Wushi’s command immediately ceased their siege and shifted to reconsolidating defensive lines and gathering intelligence, wary of the Black Wind Village elite forces’ unscrupulous surprise attacks.

Seeing this, many players observing the situation marveled at Black Wind Village’s fearsome reputation.

The fact that the Iron Gall Divine Hou, who even dared to confront the Ming Royal Family, halted his attack to defend against the 4,000 elite troops of Black Wind Village, truly exemplified "fleeing at the sight of danger"!

The players of Black Wind Village, active on the battlefields of Song, Jin, and Liao, were exhilarated and proud of this development.

Who else in the world could muster a force capable of influencing a nation’s war situation in an instant?

No one!

Many thrill-seeking Eight Desolate Disciples sensed the opportunity like sharks smelling blood, donned their Robber Flags, hoods, lime powder, and other Martial World essentials, and rode straight towards Ming Country.

This siphon effect was entirely within Jiang Dali’s expectations.

A single Black Wind Arrow, and the Eight Desolates Brothers gather!

The 4,000 elite troops of Black Wind Village might not be terrifying by themselves.

But the Eight Desolate Disciples from all over the Mixed Martial Arts World, drawn by them, were a force strong enough to disrupt the Martial World and overturn the battlefield.

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At this moment, outside Yangzhou City in Ming Country, in the main tent of the Divine Guard, labeled as rebels.

Iron Gall Divine Hou Zhu Wushi, dressed in a Dragon Robe, sat solemnly in the commander’s chair, with two generals on each side, all staring intently at the scout reporting the situation.

After a while, Zhu Wushi waved the scout away.

A burly, armored general stepped forward and saluted, saying, "General Liang Xin requests to lead the troops to seize and defeat this group of Black Wind Village rabble; please, Divine Hou, issue the order!"

Zhu Wushi frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "General Liang, do you think my decision to retreat and guard the armies was an overreaction? How can you still regard these 4,000 elite soldiers of Black Wind Village as mere rabble? Have you not heard of the reputation of Black Wind Village in Song Country?"

"I do not dare!"

Liang Xin bowed his head, "The Divine Hou has led the army victoriously to the gates of Yangzhou, Zhenjiang, and Changzhou, capturing more than a dozen cities. In terms of military prowess, no one in the entire Ming Country can match you, and once we seize the three cities and enter the capital, we shall secure the throne in one fell swoop.

At this crucial moment, our sudden retreat due to the Black Wind Village affects morale significantly, causing irreversible damage. Hence, I propose that we should tactically respect the enemy, emotionally despise them, to boost our morale. I am willing to lead our troops to crush the Black Wind Village with lightning speed, clearing the path for our three armies."

"Hmm...!"

Zhu Wushi’s expression slightly eased, yet he still shook his head, "General Liang’s reasoning is valid, but these elite soldiers of Black Wind Village are not easily captured with conventional methods. Although General Liang is battle-hardened, it won’t be easy, and you might be diverted from the more significant warfare opportunities."

Liang Xin, looking unconvinced, was about to retort.

Zhu Wushi continued in a deep voice, "The Black Wind Village Chief is a man of great wisdom and courage. The warriors he has cultivated in Black Wind Village are experienced in countless battles and understand military tactics well, taking the shameless spirit of hooligans to the extreme.

This batch of warriors, all being abnormal people, can bizarrely disappear as long as they find a safe place to rest for a moment, or after committing suicide, they reappear in other locations, regrouping into a new force.

They are most adept at harassment; if you lead troops to pursue, they will flee; if you do not pursue, they will tail you and harass.

If you encircle them, unless you have ten times their number, they all are proficient in lightweight training and can easily breakthrough...

So I ask you, how will you take down these people of Black Wind Village?"

Liang Xin’s words were stuck in his throat, his face flushed red as he wanted to retort, but he couldn’t utter a word for a long time. Many thoughts turning in his mind, yet he found himself truly at a loss, standing there speechless and stiff.

"Divine Hou, are we just going to stop attacking Yangzhou and Changzhou because of these mere four thousand elite Black Wind Village soldiers?"

Another general unwillingly stepped forward to inquire.

"Of course not!"

Zhu Wushi said in a deep voice, sternly standing up, eyes sparkling with authority as he paced in place, speaking lightly, "Although the Black Wind Village Chief is indeed formidable, this king is not to be underestimated either. To deal with this well-trained group of Martial World people, we must do extraordinary things at extraordinary times. This king has a batch of special soldiers reserved for this very purpose, and now is the time for them to be put to use."

The generals heard this and immediately showed joy, silently praising Divine Hou’s foresightedness, having already prepared defenses and plans. Following such a ruler in conquering the world, what major events cannot succeed?

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Sword Casting City.

Sword Tomb.

Accompanied by Sai Huatu’s loud cry, he activated the energy stored within the Nine Dragon Stone, infusing it into the Lingshuang Sword within the Sword Pool. Others at the six different positions also responded to the Sword Master’s request, collectively exerting their powerful energy into the Lingshuang Sword in the center of the Sword Pool.

Swish——

Swish——

Swish——

Six streams of various True Qi shot out from six directions, gathered in the Lingshuang Sword with the power of the Nine Dragon Stone.

Immediately, the Sword Pool vibrated, and more astounding Sword Intent brewed in the pool water. Everyone felt their skin stinging sharply as if pricked by needles, and True Qi surged into the Lingshuang Sword like a flowing stream.

Time ticked away second by second, and the Lingshuang Sword began to slowly rise from the Sword Pool, its body radiant like a white crystal, dazzling, with amazing Sword Intent and Sword Radiance brewing on the blade.

"The Lingshuang Sword!!"

Everyone’s gaze concentrated, faces showing delight.

But at the same time, a strong sense of fatigue also began to arise from the continued depletion of power.

Jiang Dali frowned as he felt the continuous influx of Yin Yang Qi into the Lingshuang Sword. Quietly observing others, he found that Yao Yue and Baili Que, Liao Rushen, had white steam rising from their foreheads, sweat pouring like water.

In the field, only he, Guan Yutian, and the Sword Master were still in good condition.

"Sword Master, how much longer? I can’t hold on much longer!"

Baili Que first said in a low voice, his face flushed red.

"Soon, as long as the tip of Lingshuang Sword leaves the Sword Pool, this sword will be officially declared successfully forged!"

The Sword Master stared intently at the Lingshuang Sword slowly rising in the Sword Pool, his expression almost hysterical, eyes filled with joy.

Meanwhile.

Outside the stone cave, Ren Qianxing heard the commotion from within, his eyes slightly shifting, expressionlessly looking at the two women on the nearby mountain path, then at the four great Sword Masters and disciples of Sword Casting City guarding around, his eyelids slightly lowered.

If he would strike, now would be the best time.

The only reason the Sword Master dared to invite everyone to help forge the sword was that he relied on the protection of many experts of Sword Casting City on his turf and the presence of the Holy Beast Fire Phoenix to oversee.

But Guan Yutian was also prepared.

Ren Qianxing himself was Guan Yutian’s ace in the hole. Although he had been severely wounded by the Black Wind Village Chief two days ago, his injuries had long since healed by the Undying Divine Skill.

Now, the other people around probably still thought he was not fully recovered; if he suddenly made a move, at least half of the protectors the Sword Master relied on would fall.

But at this moment, another bold idea arose in Ren Qianxing’s heart.

He was never a complacent person, so why should he act sensibly?

As Ren Qianxing’s sinister thoughts fluctuated, from inside the stone cave came the Sword Master’s loud laughter.

"The era that belongs to me, the Sword Master, has finally arrived!!"

"Take action!"

Ren Qianxing’s eyes flashed fiercely. Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was focusing on the commotion inside the cave, he resolutely drew his sword from its sheath.

His eyes flashed with a scarlet light, and an intense Sword Qi burst forth from the scabbard, sweeping across like a rainbow, becoming a shocking red line in the blink of an eye.

His first move was the assassin’s trump card, One Sword Separates Life! 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

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