A shadow lunged at his face, its speed incredibly fast. The palm hadn’t arrived, but the Powerful Energy was already crushing down, making it impossible to distinguish where the palm was or how to defend against it. By the time one figured it out, they might already have been struck, their life extinguished.
Even Jiang Dali experienced a moment of doubt in his heart.
But relying on his outstanding Horizontal Training Cultivation Technique and his Protective Divine Skill, he was unafraid to take a hit or two from the enemy. In fact, it was the enemy who should worry about how to withstand his vicious strikes.
Thus, he moved his body, his fingers curling like hooks, resembling a giant dragon hunting tigers and leopards—forceful, swift, and from a superior position, pouncing down to encompass everything. He unleashed layers of fierce Qi Force, tightening around his foe in an attempt to trap them within.
A dragon’s roar almost erupted the moment his muscles stretched.
It was the Cloud Dragon Probe Claw, a unique grappling claw skill created from the combination of the Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms and the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand.
The black shadow that had nearly reached his face was suddenly repelled by his Protective Divine Skill, a golden yellow Qi Force violently rolled back.
However, almost the instant it touched him, the black shadow swiftly withdrew.
Jiang Dali’s vision blurred for a moment, and the black-clad big man suddenly changed his attack, his Momentum ferocious and savage, similar to a Fierce Tiger Descending the Mountain. His arms shook, and his sharp claws tore fiercely towards Jiang Dali.
The hoarse and agonized voice seemed to still be rolling in his throat when one claw had already touched Jiang Dali’s palm claw.
Their grappling made a sound as if tendons and bones were colliding and fighting.
Just then, the opponent’s other claw swiftly reached out towards Jiang Dali’s elbow, poised to tear him apart like a tiger dismembering its prey.
Jiang Dali’s entire arm suddenly shuddered, forming a strange handprint that instantaneously coalesced into an immensely powerful Defensive Qi Wall. His entire Qi Force and power were completely concentrated, forcibly shaking off the approaching claw.
Nine-character Mantra Handprint—Outer Lion Seal!
Jiang Dali’s arm whipped through the air like a serpent, as his tendons and bones thundered with a furious expression, letting out a loud yell, he struck the black-clad big man with another handprint.
Great Vajra Wheel Seal!
This strike was extremely powerful and swift as lightning, the speed of the change in attack and the force of the assault were far beyond what the black-clad big man had imagined.
The black-clad big man’s expression changed, and he let out a long howl, suddenly retreating.
However, Jiang Dali’s foot stamped on the ground, chasing with a speed and ferocity greater and more fierce than a raging dragon crossing a river.
His Momentum even soared in the blink of the enemy’s retreat and his advance, forming an incredibly powerful and terrifying Qi field.
The eyes of the black-clad big man shifted instantly, and with a shrill shout, he swung his arm through the air, making a piercing sound, his arm suddenly twisting like a Spirit Snake Sword, slashing at the palm Jiang Dali had struck at him.
Immediately, layers of Qi waves emitted "Pop, pop" sounds, breaking apart due to this slash, as though the big man’s arm had turned into a sharp sword.
Both of their attacks were as quick as thunder.
This new assault was almost entirely made of unchangeable moves.
And in a flash, they collided like lightning.
Bang—a loud explosion sounded.
Jiang Dali only felt the immensely powerful palm power Qi Wall he had gathered in his palm being viciously split open by a sharp treasure sword, its cutting Qi even pressing close to the edge of his palm.
But just as their palms touched, the opponent’s palm was also shaken greatly and withdrew. The opponent’s body took advantage of this collision to quickly retreat.
Jiang Dali laughed loudly, lunging forward, "Since you’ve come, why the rush to leave? Take my slash!!"
The Golden Nine-Ring Blade he carried thrummed and trembled as it was suddenly drawn from its sheath!
A dazzling golden Sword Light suddenly appeared, as blinding as the Extreme Light.
Jiang Dali roared, slashing down fiercely.
In that moment, it felt as though spring returned to the earth and the snow of winter had melted away. An overwhelming impressive force erupted with this one slash, unstoppable by anything in its path, a Powerful Slash!
"Young man, your strikes are too ruthless. Today, I shall adhere to the principle of ’Point to Stop’ with you!"
The black-clad big man cried out long, his retreating body suddenly advancing instead, stepping in a strange pattern to suddenly appear on Jiang Dali’s right side. His right hand swiftly contracted, and a rope flew out from his sleeve.
The rope writhed, seemingly slow but striking out quickly.
Suddenly, an eerie black line appeared in midair.
The golden sword light flashed.
The black line was immediately split in two.
But the other segment still managed to weave around the sword light in a wave-like trajectory and aimed for the left cheek of Jiang Dali, swift as a Spiritual Snake.
Almost simultaneously, the black-clad big man narrowly brushed against the fierce Saber Qi, flinging out another section of the rope.
The Protective True Qi outside Jiang Dali’s body swelled, easily deflecting the rope aimed at his cheek.
At that moment, another rope attacked, aiming lower as if it had eyes, first dipping low to the ground and then slashing upward at an angle towards a more vulnerable spot on Jiang Dali—this was an exceptionally vile and ruthless move.
Jiang Dali’s footsteps paused, his left hand forming a blade to harshly and precisely slash at the incoming rope, fast like a venomous snake emerging from its hole.
Qi Forces clashed, and the rope was whipped away.
The black-clad big man had already leaped up, clearing more than a yard, his figure flickering and vanishing behind the haystacks as he fled.
"Where do you think you’re going!?"
Jiang Dali bellowed, deploying his movement technique to chase.
With a single movement, his physique emitted the sound of a dragon’s roar.
Roaring with the sound of a dragon’s cry, his form surged like a dragon, creating waves that lifted the haystacks and soared into the air, then made an uncanny turn to continue the pursuit.
But the black-clad big man running madly ahead was not any slower.