Sword Intent!
Qiuyu Sword Intent!
In a perilously thrilling mont, Jiang Dali suddenly jolted awake.
However, by then, it was already a mont too late.
The chilling sword light, fine as drizzle yet arriving in an instant, accompanied by the Sword Intent, struck him instantly.
He managed just in ti to burst forth with Nine Yang Inner Qi as a protection.
The next mont, the previously invincible Nine Yang Inner Qi was pierced in haste.
Shit!
A sword, stabbing into Jiang Dali’s left chest, unleashed a deadly radiance of sword light.
An astonishing number "-711" suddenly floated above Jiang Dali’s head under the shocked gazes of countless players.
It was almost visible how a tenth of Jiang Dali’s long blood bar vanished instantaneously.
"Scram!"
Under the protection of Nine Yang Inner Qi and various hard skills, Jiang Dali finally seized the brief mont when the sword light stalled to thrust out with his fingers ford into a sword.
The concentrated One Yang Finger Force burst forth instantly, striking viciously onto the blade like a small fierce sun.
Clang—
Xiao Qiuyu laughed heartily as he used the force of the impact to flip backward into the air, retreating over ten feet effortlessly, easily dissipating the shock absorbed by his vibrating blade.
Turning to Jiang Dali, a deep wound now marked his left chest.
The external flesh of the wound was gruesoly mangled, almost close enough to touch his heart with just a bit more depth.
If it had indeed been One Sword Piercing the Heart, no amount of hard skill or lengthy blood bar could have saved his life.
"Impressive, impressive!"
Jiang Dali looked down at the wound on his chest, gently inhaled, his face wearing a smile that gradually turned stern.
"You’re quite sothing yourself, training your hard skills to such a level that even I am surprised.
There has never been anyone who could stand and talk to unhard after taking one of my swords."
Xiao Qiuyu squinted his eyes to size up Jiang Dali, his arms trembling slightly, utterly shocked inside.
He may have appeared frail like a scholar, but he was born with Innate Divine Strength in the Martial World and had self-realized Qiuyu Sword Intent.
Many had died by his sword in the Martial World.
However, Jiang Dali was indeed a freakish anomaly he had never encountered before.
To be able to resist his sword unscathed, and without even sustaining a major injury.
"While you are powerful, without drawing your saber soon, I fear you will have no chance left."
Xiao Qiuyu kept a close watch on Jiang Dali, suddenly trembling his longsword and closing in swiftly.
This mont, his Swordsmanship changed; the blade slanted, and the sword light gathered and dispersed unpredictably, coming from east and west, much like autumn wind and rain, targeting Jiang Dali’s heart, throat, and eyes directly.
"You are right; it seems if I don’t draw my saber, I’m not your match, but now is not the ti for to draw it."
Jiang Dali sighed, his eyes suddenly becoming extrely sharp.
His aura surged dramatically, a fierce whirlwind-like current rising from his body, violently bursting forth with an incredibly strong stream of Inner Qi, disrupting Xiao Qiuyu’s Swordsmanship.
Almost simultaneously, his fingers rapidly pointed out.
Whoosh whoosh!
Sharply piercing One Yang Finger Forces tore through the air, continuously assaulting Xiao Qiuyu.
"Such strong Inner Strength! With this kind of strength, you are no unknown in the Martial World, but I wonder how long you can keep it up."
Xiao Qiuyu sneered coldly, quickly responding with his hand-held Short Sword transforming into various tough Sword Qi angles, not only breaking the One Yang Finger Force but also piercing the defenses, leaving shallow wounds on Jiang Dali’s body.
Distant players and mountain bandits were anxious and alard.
This was their first ti seeing an NPC challenging the Great Village Chief to such a dangerous and fierce extent.
Even when Jiang Dali had previously fought Lu Xiaofeng by employing cunning tactics and breaking through during the battle, he was at least not in a sorry state.
But this mysterious Swordsman continuously managed to inflict damage on the Great Village Chief.
The players and mountain bandits beca frantic.
However, the two combatants in the arena were almost entangled together.
Their speed of striking and moving was incredibly fast.
Those bystanders with lesser strength couldn’t intervene at all.
The only comfort for the players was that the blood bar of the Great Village Chief, Jiang Dali, was depressingly thick.
Aside from Xiao Qiuyu’s initial vital hit that exploded for a shocking seven hundred points of damage,
The subsequent damage inflicted by Xiao Qiuyu on the Great Village Chief was at most around seventy to eighty points.
Sotis, embarrassingly single-digit damages would even pop up.
But although these damages were very frequent, causing Jiang Dali’s blood bar to constantly fluctuate before the players’ eyes,
It remained above seventy percent, never breaking through that reserve.
As ti went on like this, the players could not help but feel befuddled.
"Shit, I’m getting anxious for this mysterious Swordsman, the Great Village Chief is just too tough, not only tough but his healing speed is ridiculously fast too, how can he be defeated?"
...
"Ah! My worries were in vain, truly worthy of being the man this heroine admires, so tough and resilient, the Great Village Chief with the ever-standing Golden Spear!"
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"Deceiving my feelings, just now I was worried if our Brother Da Li might be killed by this Swordsman, but now I’m worried if this Swordsman might just exhaust himself to death."
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"The chance has co, the chance has co, our Village Chief will definitely turn the tables unexpectedly soon, let’s quietly sneak closer now, seizing the opportunity to assist."
The players all collectively breathed a sigh of relief, excitedly discussing once again.
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