Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 649 - 0528: The Furious Old Eunuch! Explosion of Fear! (Extra for yesterday’s monthly ticket)

Chapter 649: 0528: The Furious Old Eunuch! Explosion of Fear! (Extra for yesterday’s monthly ticket)

Two palms pierced through the layers of turbulent waves, pushing and shoving so that the Qi Wall burst apart like thick porridge.

One was a Soft Palm that seemed slow but was actually fast and incomparably yin and gentle.

The other was an Iron Palm, that was ferociously unmatched in its ferocity and violence.

The very moment when the two palms met.

The air "popped" like water splashing as it was pressed and sprayed in all directions.

Jiang Dali’s body, dazzling like Vajra, shook all over, and sounds as grand and melodious as a dragon’s chant and an ancient bell burst forth from his muscles and bones.

It seemed as if his body was a Big Dragon, an Ancient Bell.

Any attack that struck him would dissipate its force from joint to joint.

However, even so, a terrifyingly severe injury appeared above his head.

"-7219!!"

A long blood bar lost nearly a third of its length in the blink of an eye.

The brilliant Golden Light that radiated from his whole body dimmed significantly due to the massive consumption of True Qi, almost breaking out of the state granted by the Vajra Invulnerability Divine Skill due to that Soft Palm strike.

The force from the old eunuch’s Soft Palm exploded like needles piercing into Jiang Dali’s body, transforming into a sneaky, spring rain-like, needle-shaped Qi Force wreaking havoc inside, resulting in such extreme damage.

If it weren’t for the staunch protective body from the Vajra Invulnerability Divine Skill, Jiang Dali might have been killed instantly in one encounter.

However, at this time, the old eunuch, who had just endured the fierce blow from Jiang Dali’s Life and Death State, was in an even more pitiful state.

In the instant when palm met palm, the ferocious sounds of muscle warfare transmitted out.

This was not only a contest of each other’s True Qi and spirit, their manipulation of the Heaven and Earth Power.

But also a pure competition of physical strength, the toughness of their bones.

The old eunuch’s Soft Palm was certainly formidable, but there was a limit to overcoming hardness with softness; the bones in his hand dislocated and the ulna fractured at the moment of impact. His arm emitted unbearable cracking noises "crack" and broke, with bones even poking out through the flesh, blood flowing profusely.

He uttered a sharp scream, like a night owl.

An astounding figure appeared above his head "-17347!"

His longer blood bar shrank in an instant.

The impact of Jiang Dali’s palm on him was like being hit by several speeding horse-drawn carriages at once, his body spun and flew backward with momentum, all his bones making a booming sound, the aged body shaking violently like a string of firecrackers exploding.

Remarkably, this too was a special Cross Training Martial Arts technique "Chain Whip."

The old eunuch used this unusual method to neutralize the powerful impact force that entered his body during the collision, even correcting the dislocated joints.

Such a shocking and miserable scene moved even Bai Yujing and Ye Gucheng who were not far away.

"Kill!!"

Blood spilled from Jiang Dali’s mouth, his expression even more mercilessly pure, completely ignoring the pain in his right eye and the blood streaming down his face, he roared again and dashed out, reaching for the old eunuch’s broken right hand with a cross grab.

Boom!——

Two ferocious Absorption Forces, accompanied by two interweaving dragon heads, whirled and spiraled out.

Double Dragon Pearl!!

The entire room’s air vibrated violently, small rocks and sand all picked up and flew towards Jiang Dali’s clutching palms.

The old eunuch let out a scream, his blood-soaked right hand suddenly spewed out blood like a fountain due to the violent absorption force.

Whoosh whoosh, like two thick Blood Arrows, they shot towards Jiang Dali’s grasping palms.

"-8994!"

Another astounding damage figure abruptly appeared above the old eunuch’s head, and his originally youthful face aged in an instant like wrinkled orange peel.

"Get away from me!!"

Under the stimulation of a life-and-death crisis, the old eunuch became terrified and furious, letting out a wild cry as an incredible burst of Qi Force exploded from his body, directly smashing through layers of Qi Walls. His eunuch attire instantly exploded into fragments, revealing his lean sinewy flesh.

Boom!!——

The Qi Wall collapsed inward, sucked in by the Absorption Force unleashed by Jiang Dali’s palms.

However, with this buffer, the old eunuch had already shifted forward, his eyes shooting out flames-like piercing bright light, his body erupting with an extremely intense masculine and fierce aura.

As this aura burst forth, the entire space inside Fengtian Hall seemed to have a sun appear within it.

The air turned into fierce flames, and one could even smell the odor of the flames and intense sunlight in the air.

Yang God!!

In an instant, Jiang Dali’s imagination was filled with scorching waves and burning skin, a painful sensation in his spirit as if scorched by the fierce sun.

The old eunuch let out a low vengeful snarl, his palm waving as if a small sun had exploded!

The red light burst from his body like rockets shooting towards all directions, surrounding areas seemingly caught on fire, the air reflecting oily flames that boiled and fried.

But those were not flames; clearly, they were sharp long needles piercing through air and suddenly assaulting.

The reflections of oily boiling flames were the sheen of the long needles’ surfaces.

Under the enhancement of the Yang God Power, these long needles attacked explosively as if a small sun had exploded.

In a moment, there was a feeling of steaming, suffocating, intense, and strangely oppressive sharpness, almost melting and shattering one under such a terrifying wide-range attack.

The speed in that instant was indeed too fast!

So fast that Bai Yujing and Ye Gucheng could only manage to retreat and draw their swords to defend.

So fast that Jiang Dali’s eyes reflected nothing but a rain of fiery needles, and he could only manage to bend his arms to burst out the semblance of a Golden Bell Shield.

So fast that Xiao Feng, who had just rushed over, had no choice but to bellow and use Dragon Capturing Hand as a protective body technique.

So fast that even the Emperor of Ming cried out in shock and dodged, but in that instant, a strange burst of Qi Force suddenly came through the wall, striking the Emperor’s body and exposing him directly under a shower of needle shadows.

The next moment!!

Fengtian Hall trembled massively, suddenly shooting out a large number of light spot-like long needles, many of which struck the forefront Imperial Army soldiers, piercing through their thick armor and their bodies.

In an instant, the entire courtyard was filled with screams, bursts of blood mists, and chaos.

The surface of Fengtian Hall then showed rows upon rows of needle holes that made one’s scalp tingle, turning it into a sieve-like appearance.

Tragic!

Bloody!

Screaming!

Fear instantly filled the entire space.

The interior of Fengtian Hall was in complete disarray.

Large sections of the foundation had been ripped up, bricks and stones strewn about.

Both Ye Gucheng and Bai Yujing, foreheads slick with sweat, watched the old eunuch, who was breathlessly panting, his upper body raised in horror.

Xiao Feng was half-kneeling on the ground, covering his chest, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, slowly extending two fingers to flick off a long needle that was trapped between them.

His gaze suddenly shifted to a towering figure standing against a pillar opposite, only to see that the rich golden color covering the figure’s body had completely faded, a row of needleheads embedded into it, blood red and shocking, beginning to ooze slowly from those needle holes.

"My benefactor!!"

Xiao Feng took a deep breath, anger in his furrowed brows, completely ignoring the few crimson wounds on his body, he slowly and steadfastly got up...

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