"Tang Sect’s Hidden Weapon!?"
As countless blades shattered and suddenly attacked, Jiang Dali bellowed, his figure leaping into the air like a giant eagle. With a shake of his arms, the powerful palm force that he had condensed suddenly exploded.
An unprecedented and shocking montum was abruptly unleashed, like a tens of thousands of pounds of boulder hanging in the air, making it difficult for people to breathe.
In an instant, a fierce wind arose, and powerful energy whirled about, sweeping away all the incoming blades.
Following that, Jiang Dali’s figure was already by the side of the startled Wang Yuyan.
With a fierce grasp, he abruptly lifted Wang Yuyan and tossed her into the air.
"Ah, ah, ah!"
Wang Yuyan’s figure rose in the air like a cannonball, her face losing color as she let out a scream.
Chirp—
The Demon Hawk, already lying in wait in the sky, let out a cry as it brought up a fierce wind and dived down.
A pair of iron hook-like talons directly grabbed for Wang Yuyan.
However, at that very mont.
A nearly imperceptible flying knife streaked towards them with hardly any sound of breaking wind.
"Bold move!"
Jiang Dali realized sothing was wrong and imdiately reached out with a single palm.
Roaring!!
A small golden dragon burst out with the whirl of Qi Force.
Yet the flying knife managed to skim past the Great Dragon Capturing Hand’s absorption range just a step ahead, changing its trajectory slightly, but still fiercely stabbing into Wang Yuyan’s body.
"Ah—"
Wang Yuyan cried out in pain, and at the sa ti, the Demon Hawk grabbed her with both talons, imdiately getting ready to soar into the sky and leave the scene.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—
In that instant.
Three arrows tied with ropes flew violently from one side, shooting directly at the Demon Hawk in mid-air.
Another flying knife, making barely any noise as it sliced through the air, suddenly appeared again, seemingly absurdly targeting a place where no one was.
Almost simultaneously, Jiang Dali’s figure arrived, and as he struck with his palm, the dragon roared and the tiger howled, the overwhelming Absorption Force suddenly wrapped around the arrows whizzing towards the Demon Hawk with ropes attached, causing the ropes to beco instantly entangled and barely scraping past the Demon Hawk.
However, that flying knife, originally shot towards an empty spot, struck Jiang Dali in an instant.
The scene looked as if Jiang Dali had intentionally moved to intercept the flying knife.
Even the angle of the knife was ticulously calculated, extrely tricky.
It hit an acupuncture point on the back of Jiang Dali’s head, just half an inch below the cerebellum—a spot that was very difficult for him to defend.
"Scram!!"
With a clang, Jiang Dali’s body emitted a golden glow of Powerful Energy and suddenly expanded violently!
The golden Qi Force was like a spinning Golden Bell, causing the flying knife to suddenly bounce off with a clang.
"Kill him—"
The fat and skinny head monks, with fierce and hideous faces, roared and charged together, both palms striking Jiang Dali’s body at the sa ti.
In an instant, Jiang Dali’s golden Qi Force burst forth like a miniature sun, emitting a dazzling brilliance and loud, awe-inspiring chi of a bell.
The Sun and Moon Golden Bell Shield!
Their attacks seed to hamr down upon an ancient and massive bell, rebounding off and leaving them feeling their Qi-Blood churning and a slight sweetness in their throats.
"You two, die!!"
Jiang Dali roared furiously, his hair flying, as he suddenly changed from the forceful and tyrannical impact of his palms to incorporate the absorbing and capturing motion of the Dragon Capturing Hand, striking the bodies of the fat and skinny head monks like lightning.
Bang, bang!—
The Absorption Star Technique!
Inner Strength surged wildly.
An incredibly strong and terrifying Absorption Force.
Burst forth from Jiang Dali’s palms.
The unruly and powerful suction seed as if it would suck a person dry.
Caught off-guard, the complexions of the fat and skinny head monks changed drastically, letting out screams of extre agony as their bodies lurched forward towards Jiang Dali, their bones crackling in chain-like explosions, their faces trembling violently, mouths wide open as saliva spilled out.
Within their bodies, streams of Inner Qi were forced to flow backward and were frantically absorbed into Jiang Dali’s body, their bulging eyes filled with bloodshot fear.
"Absorption Star Technique!!"
Lin Pingzhi, Lu Xiaofeng, and others fighting nearby all gasped coldly, their expressions filled with horror.
On the other side, two Tang Sect experts who had just dashed out were also greatly surprised.
Horrified, they watched as the fat and skinny head monks, whose flesh shook violently and seed to instantly wither, montarily forgot to continue deploying their Hidden Weapons.
Jiang Dali felt an incredibly abundant flow of Inner Qi pouring into his body, quickly swelling his ridians to the point of pain.
He knew this was a drawback of the Absorption Star Technique, where Inner Qi absorbed would only be stored in the ridians, not entering the Dantian like the Beiming Divine Skill.
And how narrow the body’s ridians were.
Even soone like him, with a physique uncommon among ordinary people and with outstanding Horizontal Training, could not sustain too much.
Without hesitation, Jiang Dali roared, his montum filled with a fierce and terrible presence, and the amazing air current crazily converged in his palms.
Roar!!!!
A deafening rush of sound accompanied an extrely terrifying and powerful Palm Force as it fiercely erupted!
In the shocked gaze of onlookers, the fat and skinny head monks’ bodies blew away as if struck by lightning, spitting blood and flying backward for more than a dozen ters, crashing to the ground dead on the spot, their internal organs shattered.
"Use the murder weapon, take him down!"
The two Tang Sect experts shouted angrily.
One of them lunged forward, showing a silver spring box in hand.
The other shot backwards to the side, his hand producing several more Flying Knives, aiding Lin Pingzhi who was almost defeated by Lu Xiaofeng’s hand.
As Jiang Dali charged towards the two Tang Sect experts, he saw the silver spring box in their hands, and his heart trembled. A sudden unease surged within him, and only five words flashed through his mind.
"Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle!"
The mont he thought of these five words, Jiang Dali frantically stimulated his Inner Qi, the Golden Bell Shield protective body fully activated.
"Click—"
The silver spring box let out a crisp sound of a tal spring.
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