Nine Wolves Chasing the Sun, the Buddha Descends!

Even ants clung to life. Faced with death, few could remain composed. Though the Liao State marshal did not fear death, a turning point had appeared, and he naturally did not wish to die.

As the most valiant and battle-hardened marshal of the Liao State, though he was not as formidable as Yue Fei, he had still reached the peak of the Gang Qi Realm. His combat experience was exceedingly rich. The instant Jiang Dali's claw came at him, he rolled across the ground and moved to Jiang Dali's blind spot on the left.

He did not dare counterattack or turn back to look, for Jiang Dali had already sealed the acupoints throughout his body. Barely managing to evade had required him to gather all his life's power to force open his acupoints. He could only flee desperately and leap toward the base of the city wall.

Below the city wall lay his chance at life.

Yet at that moment, Jiang Dali's calm voice reached his ears. "My apologies, Marshal."

In his terror, Adalie only heard the fierce wind from the claw turn into a roaring fist force. A sudden agony tore through his abdomen as a heavy blow struck him. Wild, tyrannical true qi surged into him, bursting his stomach first and shattering his internal organs. Blood sprayed from his mouth as he was hurled backward, falling exactly as he wished beneath the city wall.

The sight made the surrounding Great Liao soldiers' eyes split with rage. Their hearts turned cold with horror as they all shouted for the marshal and looked down beyond the wall.

At the same time, Po Jun had only just used a sword strike to evade the astonishing saber energy when he saw the Liao State marshal being killed. He flew into a rage