Eyes witnessing that he was about to be forcibly reversed by the absorption force, Xu Ziling bellowed and once again formed the Nine-character True Words, his momentum climbing instantly in that moment, his handprints swiftly changing, and his solemn face uttering a low chant.
The moment the Treasure Vase Seal was formed, the surrounding absorption force seemed to weaken considerably.
Kou Zhong shouted, the clanging and explosive sound of his long sword in hand resonating as he suddenly sprang into action, like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, a thick killing intent surging directly towards Jiang Dali.
Blood Battle Ten Forms!
Almost at the same time, Xu Ziling also employed a simulated Heavenly Demon Great Method to create a Heavenly Demon Aura, once again weakening the stolen layers of absorption force, almost completely neutralizing the Absorption Skill that Jiang Dali had enhanced with the Cloud Dragon Probe Claw combined with the Dragon Claw Hand.
The crowd of onlookers only saw Jiang Dali charge at Shuanglong with a shout, when suddenly, Shuanglong’s forms reversed and they abruptly bellowed back, counterattacking Jiang Dali together.
Jiang Dali’s eyes suddenly revealed a frightening murderous glint, whirling a single arm to block and defend, his left hand mercilessly striking out with the Great Slapping Stone Hand, while his right palm unleashed a powerful Splitting Sky Palm, repelling Xu Ziling.
There was a loud clang.
Kou Zhong’s sword-wielding arm trembled violently, feeling a reverse Qi surging up, so uncomfortable he nearly vomited blood, his weapon further emitting an intensely scorching Powerful Energy, forcing him to immediately resist with the icy True Qi of the Longevity Technique within him.
But in the next moment, Jiang Dali sidestepped with a twist of his waist and laughed maniacally as he charged, a punch like a hammer, hitting hard on the back of the sword with a ringing impact.
Kou Zhong felt as if an enormous force was tearing through him, as though hit by a rampaging bull. His treasure sword, Moon in the Well, could not withstand this terrifying brute force, indenting and warping with a burst of blood from the base of his palm.
A sharp pain in his palm, he almost let go of the sword handle.
"Kou Zhong, you’re far inferior to Xu Ziling now."
Jiang Dali threw punches and kicks in succession, his left palm breaking through the open guard, poised to slap toward the center of Kou Zhong’s Dantian.
However, at this very moment, Xu Ziling killed his way back in with a hand seal, clashing palm against Jiang Dali’s.
Their palms met solidly.
Xu Ziling’s arm made a cracking sound, he grunted with a reddened face, and before he could retreat, a violent suction force erupted from Jiang Dali’s palm.
Xu Ziling’s expression changed, and he immediately employed the Undying Seal Technique to borrow and transform the force, forcefully wrenching his palm free. His figure shifted, ready to grab Kou Zhong and retreat explosively.
Jiang Dali bellowed as he reached out to capture.
Instantly, a chorus of dragon-like roars and the simultaneous explosive sounds of sinews and bones encapsulated the two, the Bone-shattering force enveloping them, leaving neither with the option to escape without abandoning the other.
But for Shuanglong, it was clear neither was willing to leave the other to escape alone.
"Mr. Ling, you go first!"
Kou Zhong shouted, drawing Moon in the Well and unleashing waves of icy killing intent, charging at Jiang Dali with a do-or-die attitude.
"If you don’t go, I won’t!"
Xu Ziling yelled, weakening and stealing Jiang Dali’s True Qi and Qi Force with the Undying Seal Technique.
For a moment, the three of them created a maelstrom of Gang Wind in the arena, the ground shaking intensely, from the Scripture Pavilion straight into the dense forest, trees snapping and collapsing amidst a cacophony of cracks.
Jiang Dali was like a Barbarian Dragon, charging straight ahead or suddenly rising into the air to dive and kill.
Even sometimes, with a twist of his body, passing by with incomprehensible angles like a swimming dragon, landing a palm that made Kou Zhong vomit blood.
Such movement technique and speed were already far superior to their previous encounter with him at West Snake Mountain.
In a flash, Sword Light abounded, palm shadows loomed like mountains, the howl of the sword winds, the boom of the palm power.
Wherever they passed, the air was filled with Powerful Energy, stones and sand flying, dazzling and shaking the hearts of onlookers.
At this point in the fight,
Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were almost depressed enough to vomit blood.
Especially now that Kou Zhong hadn’t learned the Well Eight Skills, relying solely on the True Qi of the Longevity Technique and a desperate Martial Art like Blood Battle Ten Forms, he could bully the average expert.
Against Jiang Dali, it was like a nail against a hammer, being beaten black and blue.
And yet, Jiang Dali seemed to target Kou Zhong as the easier prey, relentlessly hammering him, forcing Xu Ziling to intervene frequently, causing repeated hard clashes with Jiang Dali, unable to perfectly deploy the power of the Undying Seal Technique and the simulated Heavenly Demon Great Method.
The more they fought, the more they realized that continuing this way could lead to dire consequences.
Perhaps it was a path leading straight to death.
Many times in the past, the more drawn out their battles became, the more advantageous it was for them.
With the continuously regenerating Inner Qi of the Longevity Technique, the longer they drew out the fight, the more they could grind down their opponents.
However, this time, facing Jiang Dali, who mastered multiple Divine Skills, with a recovery speed almost on par with theirs and an expert in the troublesome Absorption Skill, they saw no hope of wearing down Jiang Dali. Instead, they felt they might be the ones to exhaust to death.
But in the current situation, should either of them try to escape, the other would definitely be swiftly captured and killed by Jiang Dali.
Thus, both were too afraid to flee, only able to fight desperately in despair.
At that moment, both of the dragons felt nothing but frustration and regret.
Cursing Jiumozhi, that dead Monk, for escaping too quickly.
Otherwise, with the combined strength of the three, even if they couldn’t defeat the Black Wind Village Chief, they would definitely be able to retreat unscathed.
Outside the forest, countless mountain bandit players watched the intense battle unfolding within and gradually all felt more at ease, some even beginning to shout "Black Wind, Black Wind" loudly as they cheered Jiang Dali on.
Looking at the current situation, the players all knew that their village chief was definitely in an invincible position.
Even if he couldn’t capture Shuanglong, there was absolutely no danger.
With this thought, no player could help feeling proud.