Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 1742: Chapter 1347: Big Boss Holy Tomb Leveling Plan

A deafening roar shakes the heavens!

Jiang Dali, in his usual state, unleashes the full force of his punch, colliding head-on with Sun Ren Tian Yin. However, amidst the massive explosive sound, Qi Force bursts forth wildly, blood gushes forth, and yet the punch did not land on Sun Ren Tian Yin but sent him flying directly!

It’s because, at this moment of life and death, the panic-stricken Shen Ren forcibly curbed his fear, timely stepping in front of the punch, crossing his arms with the large "Ninja" character formed by Qi Force to block the Fist Force.

Yet, even for Shen Ren, a rare expert at the Heavenly Human 7th Realm, how could he resist the power of Jiang Dali’s punch now? The moment the Protective Body Qi Technique collapses, it rebounds entirely in the opposite direction!

Shen Ren’s entire body immediately erupts with the sound of the Ninja Battle Armor shattering and a series of horrifying cracks of his chest bones splintering, spewing large mouthfuls of blood, some of which sprays on Sun Ren Tian Yin’s suddenly widened eyes, dyeing them red, sending him flying.

But Shen Ren is also a hardy expert, despite suffering life-threatening injuries, he still forcibly endures the pain to shove Sun Ren Tian Yin away, expelling his last remaining palm power, shouting.

"Run!"

Boom!——!

Sun Ren Tian Yin is pushed far away by Shen Ren, watching helplessly as Shen Ren is caught by the Demon Dragon’s claw, gutted and tossed aside like garbage, his eyes turning completely red, veins bursting, letting out a painful howl to the sky.

Yet, all of this is his own doing; who can he blame? At this point, his howl is like a trapped beast struggling, utterly losing the final chance created by Shen Ren.

Before his eyes blur, the burly, demon-god-like figure on the Demon Dragon’s back suddenly approaches, the Black Cloak behind dragging long like bat wings.

In the next moment, a large palm, like a palm leaf, wrapped in thick air, strikes down hard onto him, with exceptionally powerful palm power accompanied by the sound of thunder, with enough force to shatter monuments and split rocks.

Sun Ren Tian Yin knew he couldn’t fight it head-on, and quickly lowered his body in the instant, using deception.

Releasing his hand, numerous mundane items like wood carvings and darts floated out in the air, creating an eerie illusion before Jiang Dali’s eyes, as if these items came alive instantly, grew larger, and confused the mind.

But all this illusion lasted less than half a breath under Jiang Dali’s formidable Primordial Spirit Power.

In that half breath, Sun Ren Tian Yin ducked to dodge the terrifying palm, a flash of fire from the tattered sleeve, twisting his body to stab towards Jiang Dali’s chest, desperate to draw blood.

"Doing Tricks!"

Jiang Dali pays no heed, and in the instant the sharp blade slashes through his chest clothes, setting them ablaze, suddenly turns his palm into a downward chop.

A hefty slap lands on Sun Ren Tian Yin’s hastily dodging shoulder.

A loud "crack" explodes!

Sun Ren Tian Yin screams sharply, his body slammed heavily to the ground, causing the soil to tremble and uplift, creating a shallow pit, his head nearly halfway buried in the dirt.

At this moment, he feels unprecedented defeat and bone-cracking pain as if every bone is groaning.

Especially the only remaining arm, seemingly suffering a shattering fracture, is so numb it feels like it’s no longer a part of him; his whole being is dazed, like all his taut muscles in the Red Fire Path state are merely for show.

Compared to his first encounter with Jiang Dali, this second confrontation is a one-sided crushing; he couldn’t even execute the Substitution Escape Technique.

Before he could catch his breath, he suddenly feels Jiang Dali grabbing his ankle and lifting him up.

In the next instant, a fierce whirlwind ensues.

Boom!——

The ground sand and soil vibrate into fine dust, undulating with the Qi Force like waves.

"Ah!"

Sun Ren Tian Yin spits out a mouthful of blood, his whole bone structure emitting cracking sounds, his blood mixing with Shen Ren’s covering his metal mask, his brain dizzy, seeming like being mashed.

Jiang Dali, with single-arm strength, lifts Sun Ren Tian Yin like a frog, gazing down at him as blood drips from his hair, calmly saying, "Is this all you got? You dare repeatedly attack our village chief’s people?"

While speaking, he glances at Sun Ren Tian Yin’s layered, twitching muscles, then at the flames still burning on his chest. The scorching flames cause his skin slight pain but haven’t harmed his robust, black-gold patterned chest muscles.

"Your muscles look intimidating but are false. I can punch them into mush! Trash!"

Jiang Dali sneers coldly, controls his chest muscles to quiver, muscles colliding like metallic echoes, releasing golden Qi Force that blows away the burning clothes on his chest. Raising his arm higher, lifting Sun Ren Tian Yin, he coldly says.

"Speak! Who gave you the courage to repeatedly disrupt our village chief’s plans?"

Sun Ren Tian Yin knows he faces inevitable death, and now he doesn’t wish to live but hopes his plan continues as intended.

Even if his death means never witnessing the Black Wind Chief’s showdown with the Great Master, it doesn’t prevent him from hoping for its occurrence; thus, enduring the pain, he coughs up blood and loudly responds:

"I may lack courage, but if you kill me, you can expect revenge from my master, the Xuanhua ship master! Let me tell you, my master has long regarded you as a target to be eliminated. You are strong, but do your relatives and friends around you possess enough strength?

Hehehe, Black Wind Village Chief, you also have weaknesses. Your weakness is obvious; it’s your relatives and friends. My master will make you understand what true pain is!"

Jiang Dali frowned, his gaze turning cold, staring at Sun Ren Tian Yin, whose body was suffused with a rich red glow. The Primordial Spirit Power sensed the spiritual waves of the opponent, but could only detect his extremely venomous and hateful emotions.

Clearly, this person has become utterly undying and relentless towards him; what he said is indeed likely to be executed.

Yet Jiang Dali was not easily frightened. He remained calm, saying, "Since your master intends to deal with me, why not take action personally? Or send other Xuanhua ship masters? Do you really think you two little dogs can accomplish anything substantial?"

"Hehehe..."

Sun Ren Tian Yin laughed fiercely, coldly saying, "Don’t rush, Black Wind Village Chief, no need to hurry. My master’s revenge will soon unfold, and you won’t be smug for long. Not long after, he will emerge from Silence Valley and kill you and all your kin and friends, serving as my burial accompaniment!"

As his words fell, Sun Ren Tian Yin suddenly widened his eyes, blood gushing from seven orifices, a surge of abnormal power breaking through his brow, causing blood and flesh to burst through the metal mask, emptying the blood bar he already had sparse on top, destroying his heart meridian, self-destroying his form and spirit.

"Ding clang!"

The blood-stained metal mask fell to the ground, stained with dust and gravel.

A generation’s Hidden Sword Style Sect Leader died a tragic death.

Jiang Dali’s face was severe as frost, quietly observing without intervening.

Such formidable opponents possess firm will, with the essence of an expert. Even if he tried to prevent, even crushing the opponent’s bones inch by inch, he would scarcely achieve any purpose.

The only thing that left him somewhat doubtful was that the few words the opponent spoke seemed to suggest that the Xuanhua ship master is a particularly insidious, poisonous, ambitious character who had long seen him as an enemy to be removed, even going so far as to target those around him.

But if that’s indeed the case, a contradiction arises...

If the ship master really had such thoughts, given Xiao Sanxiao’s revelation of the opponent’s strength, why didn’t he take action personally or target those around him when he stirred chaos at Ying Country’s Holy Tomb last time? Instead, he only sent Xuanhua ship’s Fourth Master Hai Laozang to negotiate for departure, presenting an unwillingness to turn hostile.

And only after a short period, the ship master completely changed his mind, planning to unleash insidious and malicious means against him, even after Xiao Sanxiao indicated that he had heavily injured this person...

With Jiang Dali’s current wisdom and thought processing speed, in a flash, he connected all the perplexing points that arose in his mind, comprehensively arriving at a conclusion—Sun Ren Tian Yin was lying.

Although the opponent perfectly evaded his Primordial Spirit and spiritual sense perception, flawlessly controlled his heartbeat, blood flow speed, including thought fluctuations, leaving him undetected of any lies, from various oddities, the opponent was clearly lying.

As for why he lied...

"The purpose Sun Ren Tian Yin had is evident; only one—willing to risk even death by my hands, attempting to make me and the ship master become mortal enemies. The cause driving someone to such lengths evidently springs from deep-seated hatred; he harbors a non-reconcilable enmity with his master, the ship master."

Easily figuring out many perplexities among them, Jiang Dali faintly smiled, habitually sending out a Qi Force to roam across the opponent’s body, but did not find any valuable loot. He immediately tossed the corpse into a shallow pit on the ground.

After completing this, Jiang Dali turned and summoned the Demon Dragon, preparing to depart.

The reason he didn’t hesitate to personally hunt down and eliminate Sun Ren Tian Yin was his desire not to let this fly-like annoying yet somewhat threatening enemy escape repeatedly, resembling the opponent as clever, while he seemed foolish.

But he would not, because of the opponent’s few words, foolishly rush to some Silence Valley and fight desperately with the Xuanhua ship master.

After this, he would accompany Dongfang Bubai to sweep through the Holy Tombs across Ying Country, helping Dongfang Bubai to obtain all Orochi Poison Blood while also feeding the Orochi to the Demon Dragon, aiding its transformation and evolution.

And he himself would also utilize the many stone sculpture puppets within the Holy Tomb to quickly brush up on the proficiency of several vital Martial Arts, saving a substantial amount of Cultivation Points and Potential Points.

If all goes smoothly, by the end of the World’s No.1 Martial Arts Tournament, his ’Big Boss Holy Tomb Leveling Plan’ will also conclude, marking the official moment to head to the Holy Dynasty.

But whether these plans proceed smoothly or not exists on a single premise, whether the Xuanhua ship master and his formidable, mysterious sibling will tolerate him acting so recklessly in Ying Country, or if Ying Country’s Imperial Family will swallow their anger.

"According to the hide scroll left by Shakyamuni, these Holy Tombs are indeed instituted by him, the statue inside the Holy Tomb is Shakyamuni himself.

Hm! Shakyamuni is dead, the Heavenly Gate is also under this village chief’s control; these Holy Tombs are naturally village chief’s loot! Logically speaking... the entire Ying Country is my spoils!"

With a dragon’s roar, Jiang Dali rode the dragon back along the original path.

Meanwhile, at the Holy Tomb, as many players received news knowing the Black Wind Village Chief himself was present, they instantly swarmed like finding a large backer...

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