Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 1251 - 973~974: Chuan Ying’s Dharma Image! Clashing Blades!

For the players, this was just an ordinary dungeon map; nothing particularly surprising about it.

But for the majority of indigenous martial artists, these things were full of bizarre elements, often becoming demonized as they spread, much like the mythical legends recorded in folklore.

This time, however, those who accompanied Jiang Dali included Xie Xiaofeng, Ding Peng, Xiao Feng, and other martial experts; with their strength and vast knowledge, they were not shocked or unable to accept the combat imagery of their predecessors hidden within the stone wall.

Because in the realm of Martial Arts, when experts exchange moves, there is a so-called Divine Thought Strike Skill.

In just the blink of an eye when two people meet eyes, they can complete hundreds of exchanges in their mind, understanding each other’s strength and determining the victor.

The stone wall contains combat imagery of seven top experts from centuries ago and can engage with people. Although it is rare, it is not unexpected.

"Supreme Master Chuan Ying shattered the void and departed centuries ago. I have long been yearning for this, so I hope to take this opportunity to spar with him. I hope the Dharma Image you painted, Master Si Mengba, can truly exhibit some of Chuan Ying’s past glory."

Jiang Dali said with a slight smile, hands behind his back, then turned his head to look at Xie Xiaofeng and the others behind him.

"Master Jiang, please. We will protect you."

Xie Xiaofeng said with a smile. Not only was he older with more knowledge, but he had also reached the Heavenly Human 9th Realm and was considered the strongest among the group, aside from Jiang Dali. Naturally, he understood Jiang Dali’s insistence on probing cautiously, to avoid unexpected failures.

Ding Peng, holding the Crescent Moon Saber, said, "It is said that Chuan Ying was a saber skill grandmaster, wielding an Eagle Saber and being invincible in the Martial World, second only to Supreme Master Ling Donglai, the strongest at that time. Later I also wish to witness the glory of these predecessors."

"Good! Then I’ll appreciate it first before you, Brother Ding."

Jiang Dali nodded, turned his head, and pressed his fingers like a sword onto his brow. A wisp of Divine Intent swiftly leapt from his brow into the Dharma Image of Chuan Ying on the opposite stone wall.

At the moment the spirit invaded the Dharma Image of Chuan Ying within the stone wall, a familiar feeling surged into his translucent and brilliant intellect.

In his mind gradually appeared a very vivid image: a black-clothed youth with a broad forehead and bright tiger-like eyes, carrying a heavy-backed saber on his back, emerged clearly as Chuan Ying.

"Is this the Spiritual World?"

Just as Jiang Dali’s heart stirred, the young Chuan Ying opposite effortlessly removed the heavy-backed saber from his back, tiger-like eyes fixed intently on Jiang Dali.

Jiang Dali did not concede, his gaze focused on the purple glow emanating from Chuan Ying on the opposite side.

Purple, indicating that Chuan Ying was in a phase evenly matched with him, yet not particularly dangerous.

This was quite normal, after all, Si Mengba, who drew the Dharma Image, only had condensed Three Flowers strength and had not surpassed him in the Power Realm, thus naturally unable to create a Dharma Image of Chuan Ying that exceeded his strength.

However, if his other friends were also to face this Dharma Image of Chuan Ying, aside from Xie Xiaofeng, who could secure victory, perhaps only Xiao Feng whose strength grows in battle and Ding Peng with his divine weapon, Crescent Moon Saber, would have hope of winning.

As for Lu Xiaofeng and others, it would be difficult to say, as their realms of strength are much lower.

As his thoughts churned, Chuan Ying on the opposite let out a long whistle, the heavy-backed saber leading a swift cold light as it slashed forward.

This strike came as Jiang Dali was distracted, its momentum like Taishan pressing, fierce and carrying the icy chill of murder, causing one to feel as though they entered an ice vault, making it difficult to breathe.

Jiang Dali felt instantly shrouded by the Saber Force, the Sword Light slashing down following a strange curved path, seeming straightforward yet harboring changes, impossible to evade. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

He didn’t need to dodge; with great courage, he strode forward boldly.

With a flex of his body, the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber, forming his spirit, swept out like a crimson ribbon from its sheath, first slashing forward, then twisting as he turned his waist and stomped, the blade spinning along to slash fiercely toward Chuan Ying.

It turned out that almost at that moment, Chuan Ying had also changed his move, the Saber Force abruptly changing direction, accelerating, the airflow driven by the Saber Qi became more intense, appearing to outsiders as just a flash of Sword Light, but actually having shifted angles and colliding directly with Jiang Dali’s Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber.

Clang!!!

Sparks exploded, scattering in all directions!

Their gazes locked in combat, spiritual contact clashing like thunder and fire.

Jiang Dali felt a tremendous power surged from between his hands, the thick muscles of his arms were tensed by the impact, swollen and knotted, an incomparably intense Saber Qi accompanied by murderous intent assaulted him, causing him to swiftly enter the Golden Bell Unbreakable Body state.

Clang!——

Before the Golden Bell Qi Shield could emerge, his face felt as if it had been slashed by the saber, causing physical pain, his mental hair sliced off a few strands, spiritual strength slightly diminished.

At this moment, a malicious wind suddenly attacked below, Jiang Dali bellowed, instinctively bending his hands inward, meeting the blow with the hilt of the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber, releasing a burst of True Qi.

"Boom!"

Chuan Ying’s large foot collided with the hilt, both retreating in the opposite direction, swiftly widening the distance to two zhang apart.

Almost at the instant of landing, both moved simultaneously.

As soon as Chuan Ying touched the ground, he leaped up again, pouncing like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, his eyes flashing divine light as he unleashed an earth-shattering saber strike.

Jiang Dali let out a fierce shout, his hands twisting, the blade of the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber vibrating and bursting with bright crimson light, forming countless saber flowers, spinning with a hissing whine; in the blink of an eye, it was like a rapidly spinning crimson sun, emanating an unparalleled absorption force, striking out wildly.