Chapter 871: Chapter 871

Jiang Dali shouted fiercely, calling Xie Xiaofeng "Senior" for the first time, and almost simultaneously, the dazzling long knives simulated in his mind suddenly collapsed and shattered.

In the end, only one long knife took shape like lightning within his mind.

Jiang Dali’s Yang God-constructed body instantly vanished, forming a long knife that twisted and flickered erratically like a bizarre giant python.

This giant python-like long knife appeared in the Spirit Realm, emitting a soaring murderous aura, causing the temperature to plummet, as if everything were about to freeze.

Xie Xiaofeng’s Fifteen Life-taking Swords, formed from Yang God Power, collided with the knife body, vibrating and trembling intensely, yet it didn’t repel away but adhered to the bizarre long knife, mutually devouring.

Xie Xiaofeng’s eyes shone with wonder, his sword finger resting on his brow suddenly paused, and the overflowing Yang God Power began to stop.

Simultaneously, the giant python-like long knife radiated an incredibly savage Absorption Force, the Sword Light mounted like a serpent’s array, forming a golden vortex, emitting a tornado-like Swallowing Heaven storm, violently sucking in everything around.

The Spirit Realm built by their Divine Intent Power was instantly absorbed and shattered.

All spiritual power was rudely sucked into the golden Sword Light.

The blinding golden Sword Light was born from the shattered Spiritual World.

It appeared as if the dark sky was illuminated by a massive lightning bolt, brightening the entire horizon.

It raced out from the darkness, like a terrifying curved blade slicing the sky in half, making the surrounding Sword Peaks distinctly visible in the dark.

The Fifteen Life-taking Swords, which took all life, were utterly unable to resist the sword’s violent suction force and were directly swallowed by the resplendent golden vortex.

Even Xie Xiaofeng’s Yang God could not be spared and was being rudely pulled into the vortex.

But just at that critical moment.

Atop Sword Peak, Jiang Dali’s robe billowed fiercely, his eyes shooting out beams of light like tangible beams, as he extended his strong and mighty arms skyward, making a grasping motion into the void.

He roared with fierce might and fury, exerting all his strength to control the Yang God.

The Yang God, turned into a vortex of Sword Light, shuddered violently, and then the chaotic spiritual power within it exploded, spreading outward like a web of shocking lightning.

A powerful spiritual shock wave instantly exploded, spreading.

Everyone on and below the mountain only felt their whole bodies tense up, as if an oppressive dark cloud were suddenly covering their Spirit, rendering them unable to breathe, with the air around them harboring a giant roaring past with a great saber, striking fear.

Everyone was shockingly bewildered.

When that oppressive and terrifying spiritual power dissipated in an instant.

The two confronting figures trembled slightly.

Xie Xiaofeng let out a muffled groan; his aged body staggered and took a tumble to the ground, spewing blood, sweat pouring from his forehead, and steam-like white mist emanating from his head, dizzy and disoriented.

Jiang Dali’s robust physique felt a wave of weakness; he nearly stumbled forward into the mountain abyss.

He barely stabilized himself, feeling his vision blur; his head felt as though sharp blades were stirring within, causing nerve-wracking pain, with severe mental exhaustion and injury.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Dali touched the two hot streams flowing by his nose and, upon seeing his two scarlet streams of sticky blood, his eyelids twitched slightly, gripping his head as if with a toothache.

"This time was truly reckless and overconfident... nearly died under the Fifteen Life-taking Swords! If I had used Golden Bell Unbreakable Body earlier, it wouldn’t have been so dangerous."

At this thought, Jiang Dali couldn’t help but shake his head inwardly.

He had always relied too much on Cross Training Divine Skill; earlier, if he had used Golden Bell Unbreakable Body, indeed, he wouldn’t have faced such a mortal threat.

Yet, he wouldn’t have understood the Fifth Slash under such life-threatening conditions.

In comparison, having come out unharmed now, Jiang Dali felt immensely satisfied and accomplished amidst his palpitations.

Since his newly created Fifth Slash could break the Fifteen Life-taking Swords.

Then it signifies a kill move of at least the same Level as the Fifteen Life-taking Swords, and a kill move he can control.

This is also the strongest kill move he has created so far.

Were he to change to a more leisurely combat environment, he might have never created this move.

"Senior Xie! Many thanks for today’s guidance and teaching."

Jiang Dali looked towards Xie Xiaofeng on the opposite Sword Peak, bowed with respect and saluted.

In the Martial World, there were few whom Jiang Dali respected sincerely; before today, Xie Xiaofeng was not one of them, but after today, Xie Xiaofeng certainly was.

Not for anything else, but for Xie Xiaofeng’s willingness to sacrifice himself for realization.

Though Jiang Dali begrudgingly admitted he could not be like Xie Xiaofeng in this regard, it didn’t stop him from admiring such a person.

Xie Xiaofeng shakily climbed up from the ground, looked at Jiang Dali, who had asked successfully and stood safely, and nodded in awe, "It’s Jiang Village Chief’s extraordinary talent, not that I could guide you.

I didn’t expect, even until now, I still cannot control the Fifteen Life-taking Swords, almost causing disaster.

Fortunately, the saber skills you created, Jiang Village Chief, are so peculiar that they can absorb the Fifteen Life-taking Swords’ powers back, and you can control such a terrifying slash, otherwise, my only option today would have been to sacrifice for the sake of righteousness..."

After saying this, Xie Xiaofeng also let out a bitter smile, feeling considerably shocked.

Because not only did Jiang Dali’s earlier slash break the Fifteen Life-taking Swords, it even absorbed some of his Yang God Power, making him extremely weak now.

There unexpectedly exists a terrifying saber skill in this world that can absorb power and burst forth again; such peculiar and powerful saber skills, it’s also the first time Xie Xiaofeng has seen, feeling the shadow of Fifteen Life-taking Swords within them.

Since the Fifteen Life-taking Swords were also about absorbing all surrounding power at the moment of striking to make it one’s own.

Only, the Fifteen Life-taking Swords also took life force, not turning back without drawing blood.

Whereas Jiang Dali’s freshly invented slash can at least turn back, given how quickly he devised such an amazing saber skill based on the Fifteen Life-taking Swords, Jiang Dali’s Martial Arts Talent in Xie Xiaofeng’s mind has surpassed Ding Peng and Yan Shisan, becoming the first person seen in life.

"Village Chief! Village Chief!! Village Chief, are you alright?"

At this moment, sharp screeches of a hawk accompanied Wang Yuyan’s urgent calls. Original content can be found at Nove1Fire.net

Demon Hawk swiftly flew in with the figures of Wang Yuyan and others.

Wang Yuyan’s blue hair ribbon danced in mid-air, her clothes fluttering, and seeing Jiang Dali standing steadily with his imposing figure and turning around after hearing the call, seeming unharmed, she sighed, urging Demon Hawk to fly over quickly.

"Phew! I was so nervous earlier, thought Black Wind Village Chief was about to die. Now, he’s escaped danger again, and his blood bar heals too fast."

"Yeah, just now was tense, but now there’s a tiny bit of regret."

"Looks like the duel between Black Wind Village Chief and Xie Xiaofeng resulted in mutual harm, with no winner. Third Young Master Xie is indeed formidable; there are few in the Martial World who can match Black Wind Village Chief equally..."

Below the mountain, over twenty Players discussed, both relieved yet slightly disappointed.

"It’s a pity that Black Wind Village Chief made a move today; my gains are limited, as Divine Thought Strike Skill, this duel style focused on Spirit and spiritual aspects, is still somewhat distant from me unless I can personally experience it close up, even dying without regret..."

Heartbroken Little Knife watched Black Wind Village Chief gathered with companions, sighed inwardly, regretting, then glanced at nearby One God.

One God, also feeling something, turned to look, eyes warm yet revealing a trace of helplessness, shook his head before clasping his fists and walked towards the not far away Mo Shenggu of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

Heartbroken Little Knife sighed quietly, his gaze returning to Ding Peng and Black Wind Village Chief on the mountain top, his eyes resumed their calm and determination; there is no shortcut in the path to becoming an expert, only enduring solitude and working hard.

Even Black Wind Village Chief, this NPC, risked all to ask for a blade so ardently and sincerely.

Heartbroken Little Knife, what reason does he have to slack off...

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