"Heh heh heh, it seems now that everyone wants the Black Wind Village Chief dead, Master Fang Zheng, even as a Martial Arts Grandmaster of Shaolin, you can’t make this decision alone, can you?"
A dark-clothed, cane-bearing elder from Qianluo Mountain City said with a smile.
He was always full of himself, rarely finding anyone worthy of his attention.
But the people who appeared here now, those from Hua Mountain Sect and Songshan Sect were one thing, but Fang Zheng and Xuanming Two Elders were individuals he could not afford to take lightly.
"Killing a re Black Wind Village Chief has turned into a grand event, attracting such noble presences, making such a stir, it’s almost giving him too much honor!"
The sword-bearing, frosty man laughed and said, "Since you’re all so interested, why not make a move now, lest the night breeds more dreams?"
At these words, everyone’s expression changed, even Fang Zheng stared at Jiang Dali, silent, as if contemplating the timing to strike.
Suddenly, the atmosphere beca even more condensed and solemn, filled with suppression.
Those who had co here today had all endured various tests before ascending the mountain.
No one was a fool.
Their hearts were not calm.
They were indeed convinced that today, the Black Wind Village Chief was destined to die.
For various signs, including the Qi chanism they currently sensed, suggested that Jiang Dali’s strength had absolutely plumted, his aura was terrifying but not strong, rather it seed sowhat weak.
However, the once formidable battle achievents of the Black Wind Village Chief were also making each of them apprehensive, all weighing in their hearts, worried that being the first to act out might result in a disadvantage.
Jiang Dali had been silent all this while, with his arms crossed, waiting.
At this mont, seeing that the Players and mountain bandits on the mountain path were almost upon them, and still no further people had shown up, he couldn’t help but feel a wave of disappointnt.
Upon seeing Fang Zheng and others trapped in a stalemate, daring not to make a move, Jiang Dali’s mouth curved into a signature faint cold smile, mocking.
"It seems today only you folks have co to see Jiang Dali off? Am I to die at your hands?
I thought Murong Fu would co, I thought Ling Hu Chong would also co.
It seems I thought too highly..."
The dark-clad, cane-bearing elder snorted coldly upon hearing this, "Since you know you’re going to die at our hands, what use would more people do? It would only serve to witness the fall of the Black Wind Village Chief."
Hearing Jiang Dali admit he was going to die by their hands, everyone present felt sowhat more settled in their hearts.
By the window in the Scripture Pavilion, Duan Yu, seeing the current situation, comnted with so schadenfreude, "Unexpectedly, this wicked Black Wind Village Chief has so many adversaries knocking on the door today, and even your mother, Lady Wang, is here. It seems he is dood today, Miss Wang, and you might be saved too."
Wang Yuyan, however, shook her head, looking anxious, "I’m afraid it’s not that simple. I know this Great Evil Man, coarse on the outside, but ticulous at heart; he wouldn’t allow himself to be in such a situation without reason. There might be more developnts.
Later I’ll have to try to rush out imdiately and plead with him not to harm my mother."
Duan Yu was startled, "What? Really? Could he turn the situation around even now? Even if his strength was at its peak, it probably wouldn’t work, right?"
While they were speaking, suddenly another round of shouting ca.
"Village Chief! We’re here to save you!"
"Village Chief, your Black Wind Village stands, today even if I hold my pee for three hours, I won’t log off, I will fight to the death!"
Just at that mont, a large group of Players finally appeared on the mountain path.
Suddenly, this caused Lu Hu and other traitors guarding the mountain path to swiftly turn around and prepare to form ranks to resist the enemy.
"Village Chief! I’m back! You can’t die at these people’s hands!"
A familiar voice ca from down the mountain path.
Jiang Dali was stunned, then saw a familiar player figure speeding up towards them, a na he recognized atop their head.
"Ancient Color Strange People!"
"Unexpectedly... you who once chose to betray the village and left, would return at this ti..."
Jiang Dali’s heart was unexpectedly ward.
But in the next mont, his gaze turned cold as he looked towards Xuanming Two Elders and the others.
"It’s about ti, those who are unwilling to stick their necks out now won’t co forward. It’s ti to resolve all these troubles."
Jiang Dali’s heart stirred, and he directly issued an order through the power panel.
At once, the Players who were charging up the mountain paused, all receiving the prompt that ca through the panel.
""Ceasefire"
Black Wind Order: The Black Wind Village Chief commands you to stop your current actions of charging up the mountain and fighting, preserve your strength, guard the mountain path, he will take matters into his own hands, root out and sweep clean all troubles!
(Note: This is a Black Wind Order issued by the Black Wind Village Chief, and any who dare to violate it in Black Wind Village will be expelled from the village at once.)
"Village Chief!"
"Boss!"
"Shit, what is Brother Li planning to do? Is he really planning to take on everyone by himself?"
Upon receiving the notifications from the Black Wind Order on their panel, all the Players were instantly in an uproar, their faces filled with disbelief and resistance.
I was almost charging up the mountain.
You suddenly tell not to move, to stay on the mountain path and watch your solo performance?
Shit, is this real confidence, or is he generously sacrificing himself to save everyone?
So hot-blooded Players wanted to defy the orders and charge up.
But in that instant, Jiang Dali let out a cruel laugh, his face slowly forming a sinister curve that made everyone, including Master Fang Zheng, feel ominous.
"You all! Since you’ve all co today, you might as well stay!!"
Jiang Dali roared, and between the bending of his arms, his body emitted an icy aura like a sky-reaching force, the familiar sound of dragons roaring and tigers howling suddenly erupted.
Roar!!!
A dragon’s roar that shook the mountain summit thundered explosively.
Jiang Dali laughed heartily, stomping the ground with his foot.
His thigh muscles suddenly tensed up!
The ground trembled hugely.
He soared into the sky, his arms encircling like a dragon-shaped vortex of Qi.
Boom!!
The air burst with tremors.
Jiang Dali’s figure instantly beca blurred.
Master Fang Zheng and the others were all startled, not expecting Jiang Dali to dare take the initiative to strike at this mont, and with such a fierce and formidable montum.
"Kill!—"
Jiang Dali charged, crossing a distance of more than ten yards, carrying a wild and domineering force as he struck toward the old man in black with a crutch, moving as fast as a swimming dragon.
The old man in black was shocked, only feeling a blurry figure suddenly attacking him, the breath was so fierce it choked him, and a palm enveloped in violent Qi slamd down.
"I’ll see if you’re just bluffing!!"
Without hesitation, he shouted harshly, stepped forward, swung his crutch, and with a "whoosh!" ca down with the force of Taishan Pressing, aid at Jiang Dali.
The force of this strike was so violent that even a stone stele would shatter, robust and forceful!
This was indeed his proudest Absolute Skill, Power Breaking Mountains.
However, with a loud crash of violent collision.
Clang—
The iron crutch was bent into a terrifying curve under a massive force, struck by Jiang Dali’s iron palm as if forged from steel, hitting the old man directly.
Crack!! —
The old man in black’s eyes bulged, his chest bones instantly shattered and pierced into his lungs, a mouthful of fresh blood reached his throat, but before it could spray out, his body flew out like a broken kite.
"Big brother!"
The man with the sword wanted to catch him, but instantly sensed the terrifying danger of the impact and hastily scrambled to dodge.
"Bang"!!
The old man in black hit a large tree directly, crashing into it with such force that the tree snapped, his body twisted unnaturally as he flipped over, his feet hooked on the broken tree, absolutely lifeless.
"Hiss!—"
Everyone was startled, their faces turning pale with horror.
With a loud thud!
Jiang Dali’s imposing and fierce figure stood coldly, his footfalls making the ground tremble as if during an earthquake, the corners of his mouth gradually curving into a chilling arc.
At a 45-degree angle not more than a yard away from him, the man with the sword felt as if he had fallen into an ice pit, his tongue chilled to the core, the muscles on his cheeks suddenly turning stiff...
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(Not much to say, it’s exciting, asking for monthly and recomndation tickets! This Chapter is close to six thousand words, adding up to more than ten thousand words today, the next update will be in the early morning to prevent plagiarism)
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