"Hmph!"
Jiang Da Li halted in his tracks, standing still as he bent his arms and gathered his momentum, his black cloak motionless on his back as if it had solidified—unchanged even as an attack struck like lightning, he seemed still not to have moved.
All of this occurred in the blink of an eye. The two attackers seeing the mysterious, burly man not reacting, their solemn expressions turned to wild joy, immediately increasing the force in their hands, the howling wind sounding as though they were about to kill him in one fell swoop.
However, the very next moment!
Just before their sword strikes landed on Jiang Da Li,
Boom!
A golden glow suddenly intensified around Jiang Da Li's body, and his black cloak instantly straightened!
Clang!
A golden bell formed from his Qi collided head-on with the sharp edge of the swords, bursting forth with a loud, soul-shaking bell sound.