With a strange laugh, King of Freedom’s right hand ford a knife with his fingers, tracing a mysterious route like a spiritual snake darting forward, aiming straight at Jiang Dali’s brow.
Within this extrely short distance, King of Freedom’s technique changed endlessly, each mont filled with bewilderingly magical power.
However, at that mont, Jiang Dali closed his still burning eyes and, instead of being alard, laughed wildly. His arms spread wide, and the cloak on his back suddenly burst open like a shadowy black cloud.
Within that shadow, his palms instantly transford into countless finger shadows. Suddenly, Finger Strength poured into his forefinger, crossing at his brow, while the other palm glided out like Sea Floor Moon Capture, pressing emptily into the air.
This response, in a flash of lightning, was not beyond King of Freedom’s expectations.
Bang!
Finger Wind t, air burst.
King of Freedom was not forced back but was pulled forward a step by a strange force.
It turned out that the seemingly fierce Powerful Energy in Jiang Dali’s fingertips suddenly transford into a gentle pulling force during the lightning-fast exchange.
This bizarre change, by utilizing the Undying Seal Technique, ’borrowed’ part of King of Freedom’s power. From life to death, and from death back to life, it was returned to the opponent after two conversions.
This mysterious borrowing-power technique, reminiscent of Zhang Sanfeng’s Tai Chi Boxing, suddenly disrupted King of Freedom’s rhythm.
Yet his figure darted forward ghost-like, shattering Jiang Li’s Black Cloak completely, sending fragnts flying in all directions.
King of Freedom let out a sharp shout, bursting into the cloth fragnts, dodging Jiang Dali’s left palm power like a flash of lightning, planting a palm like a spark hitting the stone on Jiang Dali’s side.
"Lock!!"
Clang!!!
Jiang Dali’s body trembled, and he only felt the ten invading nets within him tighten once more.
At the sa ti, a shock hit the ancestral acupoint at his brow, as King of Freedom’s incomprehensible Yin Yang Two Gods invaded, exploding with a Divine Intent suppression that made him tremble even in a Strong Divine State.
The Capturing Heart Net erupted fully, King of Freedom’s eyes glead with sharp light and he laughed, "Three Flowers Life Lock!"
Jiang Dali’s face, covered in golden color, suddenly darkened. All his strength seed to fall into emptiness, leaving his whole body empty and powerless, as if a piece of steel fell into layers of cotton, forcing tempered steel to beco pliable around the fingers.
To the many Black Wind Village Players, the two high-speed combatants suddenly froze with King of Freedom’s palm on Jiang Dali, as eerie lights appeared on both of them, intertwining like two ropes.
Jiang Dali emanated flickering Golden Light, while King of Freedom shone with a faint purple glow.
The faint purple glow wrapped around Jiang Dali like a sturdy rope, even at his brow, where a rope-like Divine Power penetrated deep into Jiang Dali’s ancestral acupoint, forming a tri-faceted bond of essence, energy, and spirit.
For a mont, the two were locked in this stalemate, Jiang Dali’s blood bar began reducing at a slow yet alarming steady pace, while King of Freedom’s blood bar started rising, rapidly recovering.
Witnessing this scene, the Black Wind Village Players were shocked and frightened, anxiously panicking.
"Hahahaha—Black Wind Village Chief! You will beco the strongest captive under my King of Freedom seat!!"
King of Freedom laughed wildly, his white hair flying as his robes billowed like sails. His eyes pierced with sharper light, stronger Divine Intent probing directly at Jiang Dali’s brow.
Yet, at this mont, a sudden absorption force erupted from Jiang Dali’s Dantian.
This absorption force, weak under King of Freedom’s Capturing Heart Net suppression, yet resolutely grew, suddenly blasting purple light from Jiang Dali’s robust body, like tiny absorbing mouths, primarily pulling towards King of Freedom’s hand on his side.
Woosh woosh woosh!—
Splatters of Sky Rain along with the muddy water from puddles on the ground were pulled upward, swirling towards Jiang Dali.
"Hmph!!!"
King of Freedom’s eyes widened in anger, his facial muscles twitching, as his garnts sucked irregularly towards Jiang Dali, and even his heels began slowly lifting off the ground.
Yet his True Qi remained as solid as rock, slowly circulating within his ridians, pores tightly sealed, making it difficult for even a bit to escape.
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Now, within Jiang Dali’s ancestral acupoint’s Spiritual World, a different scene unfolded.
King of Freedom’s Yin Yang Two Gods’ power ford a dense black cloud, like black fog erging from a bottomless abyss, filling his ancestral acupoint, sealing and suppressing his Yin Yang Two Gods.
Jiang Dali’s Yin Yang Two Gods power, at this mont, was like a bright moon covered by dark clouds, its light mostly blocked by dense, resilient clouds, only a few traces of moonlight remaining at the edges, continually contending with the opponent’s increasingly stronger Yin Yang Two Gods, colliding to create fierce ntal shockwaves.
This ntal confrontation was extrely dangerous, more intense than any physical clash.
Outsiders could hardly grasp the magnitude of the danger.
If not for Jiang Dali’s Yin Yang Two Gods being ford after overcoming the Earth Tribulation, represented by Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire, they would have been defeated by King of Freedom’s more formidable yet Yin Yang Two Gods.
The gap between two small realms in the Heavenly Human Realm often ant an overwhelming advantage.
Yet due to the tenacity and power of the Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Yin Yang Two Gods, Jiang Dali held on until now.
However, should his moonlight-like Yin Yang Two Gods be completely overshadowed by King of Freedom’s cloud-like Yin Yang Two Gods, obscuring all light, it would signify his defeat.
At that point, the cascade of trauma from ntal defeat would lead the battlefield within his body to swiftly collapse, rendering him a puppet under King of Freedom’s control like the four sedan chair bearers.
"Hehehe—Black Wind Village Chief, I’ve already told you, your Absorption Skill is useless against ! Just accept your fate!"
King of Freedom’s pupils dilated and contracted, forcibly containing his True Qi to prevent the Three Flowers imbalance, his eyes glead as he relentlessly spread his thoughts with strong Divine Intent, face breaking into continuous cold smiles, and his Yin Yang Two Gods, with greater force, transford into a spiritual storm, attacking Jiang Dali’s ancestral acupoint.
Jiang Dali appeared unaffected, letting King of Freedom cling to him like a maggot, suddenly, a cold arc ford at the corner of his mouth.
King of Freedom’s eyes narrowed, suddenly sensing sothing amiss.
Yet stronger spiritual power rushed unreservedly into Jiang Dali’s ancestral acupoint’s brow.
In an instant.
In Jiang Dali’s Spiritual World, King of Freedom’s Yin Yang Two Gods power-ford clouds expanded explosively, rolling and colliding densely upon itself, like a ferocious Devil trying to swallow everything.
In a split second, the colors of heaven and earth changed within Jiang Dali’s Spiritual World.
The moonlight representing the Yin Yang Two Gods dimd entirely, causing his body to instantly exit the Golden Bell Unbreakable Body state, the golden glow around him suddenly darkened amid the many Mountain Village Players’ shock.
Before the King of Freedom could feel surprise or joy, suddenly, within Jiang Dali’s Spiritual World, a dazzling red light flashed from nowhere. It was like a sharp knife splitting apart the dense black clouds, piercing straight towards the Yin Yang Two Gods shrouded in the clouds.
Crack!!
A deafening explosion echoed in the sky, transforming into a blazing Fire Qilin, and in an instant, amidst the fierce howling of a saber, a dark red saber shadow appeared, dominant and fiery, hurtling forward!
Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber Special Effect - Level 1 lding God!
"What!!"
The King of Freedom was shocked, nearly losing his wits.
Buzz!!!
The curtain of rain was ripped apart by the scorching red Saber Qi.
An astonishing and sharp Sword Intent suddenly erupted from the rain curtain behind the King of Freedom.
"Saber, co!!!"
Jiang Dali’s eyes snapped open, his eyes like torches, glowing with fierce might, as if they could penetrate a person’s heart.
The King of Freedom’s body shimred with a violent purple light. He wanted to forcibly break free and retreat, but at this mont, his Three Flowers had locked onto Jiang Dali’s body, making it impossible to escape in an instant.
In just such a mont of delay.
"Hiss!!!"
The King of Freedom’s eyes widened, his body trembled violently.
A red-hot saber, like molten magma, suddenly protruded from his chest, stabbing fiercely into Jiang Dali’s chest. It split open Jiang Dali’s rock-hard muscles and wedged itself onto his breastbone, the scorching pain accompanied by an overwhelmingly wicked Sword Intent surged in.
In an instant, both suffered the impact of the Sword Intent, their bodies feeling as if imrsed in magma, and their spirits seared as if roasting in flas.
"Wow!!"
The King of Freedom spat out a mouthful of steaming blood, a damage number "-31788!" surfaced above his head. His blood bar plumted instantly, dropping to less than forty percent.
Jiang Dali roared fiercely, suddenly grabbing the red-hot saber blade. Ignoring the searing pain between his fingers, he forcefully pulled out the blade and harshly pressed it downwards.
Crack!!
The King of Freedom scread, the saber blade nearly sliced from his chest to his abdon.
He imdiately turned his hands into claws, angrily clutching the saber blade. His eyes bulged with anger as he glared at Jiang Dali, blood and saliva mixed together trickled from his mouth, and the Yin Yang Two Gods suddenly charged out, launching an all-out attack on Jiang Dali.
"Die!!"
Jiang Dali shouted angrily, the Yin Yang Two Gods within his ancestral acupoint dashed out simultaneously, fearlessly crashing into the Yin Yang Two Gods of the King of Freedom.
Both their brains bood with a massive shock, blood flowing from their seven orifices.
But in an instant, Jiang Dali forcibly invigorated his spirit with Battle Intent, his robust body dashed forward, colliding heavily into the King of Freedom’s arms. His palms struck out interchangeably, striking more than ten tis in a flash, each palm bursting with astonishingly imnse power.
Bang bang bang bang—
The King of Freedom’s body trembled frenziedly like chaff but did not fall far under the Spiritual Blade Energy of the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber. He kept shaking, his eyes, ears, nose, mouth, chest, and abdon spurting blood, and his blood bar above his head plumted like a Blood Burst.
Hoo!!
A last, massive, vein-filled fist struck out hard.
"Boom!!!!"
The Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber on the King of Freedom’s chest was directly sent flying. His body, like a cannonball, was blasted outwards and crashed into the mountain wall, exploding into a large blood mist with a crack. His blood bar instantly zeroed, his entire skeletal structure shattered, and he slid to the ground in a defeated slump.
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Rumble rumble! Rumble rumble! The sound of thunder mingled with the rain, blending heaven and earth into chaos amidst the torrential downpour.
The dark clouds churned turbulently above Jiang Dali’s head, the dull roar of thunder rolling across the distant horizon.
Keen lightning tore through the grey-black chest of the sky, the downpour furiously pouring down, drenching Jiang Dali’s face and body, washing over the King of Freedom’s face and body, and hitting the shocked faces and bodies of all those watching around... lingering for a long ti without subsiding....
King of Freedom!
Appeared as swiftly as lightning!
Defeated as swiftly as lightning!
Died as swiftly as lightning!
The whole Mountain Village was silent, except for the sound of wind, rain, and thunder, and the gradually calming breathing of Jiang Dali, as if there were no other sounds.
Even the Black Wind Village Chief, whom even the King of Freedom could not kill, was still standing. The breathing that no wind, rain, or thunder could overpower was like a giant standing atop the mountain, breathing.
Step—
Step—
Jiang Dali, wearing broken shoes, leapt onto the mountain rock. He looked down at the King of Freedom, who bore an incredulous look, eyes wide open as he gazed up at the Heavenly Vault. Then glanced at the ghastly wound on his chest from the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber. Despite the intense pain, he grinned and laughed heartily. This kind of long-absent, exhilarating battle and the wounds received were what a man of the Martial World should enjoy beyond liquor.
He lifted his thick neck, gazing far into the distance.
Seeing the Black Wind Village covered by the rain curtain, as if subrged in water, rainwater poured down; the river below the Mountain Village surged high, rolling like a ground dragon, a giant dragon soaring—who could stop this?
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