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134: The Divine and Demonic Killing Method, Dragon Demon Absolute Shadow!Chapter 134: God-Devil Killing Art — Absolute Shadow Dragon-Devil!

Intense golden light illuminated all of Ningan, and surging black Qi swept through various parts of the city.

For a moment, golden light and black Qi intertwined, creating an atmosphere akin to an epic descent.

Qin Jiang waved his large hand, and black Qi enveloped everyone, carrying them away, leaving Liu Xiangyi standing in place with a look of madness.

”Qin... Qin-ge...”

In the distance, Xu Yanran murmured, her eyes hazy.

Beside her, Qin Hong also looked blankly at the giant figure; it was her younger brother, no doubt, but...

”Everyone! Now that the Jin Yu Pavilion has invaded and battles rage everywhere, I ask everyone to work together! Defend Ningan!”

Long Daosheng stepped forward and looked at the crowd. The high-end combat power was temporarily stable, but there were Jin Yu Pavilion Martial Artists causing chaos throughout the city. If left unchecked, the losses would be immeasurable.

”We obey the Grand Elder’s command!”

”I’m going to the west of the city. Is anyone coming with me?”

”You go to the west, then I’ll go to the east!”

”You all go, the Ren Family Head and I will go to the south of the city!”

After everyone left, Long Daosheng activated the sect leader token. This time, he didn’t choose to control the Demon Subduing Array, but rather used the sect leader token to empower himself.

He looked towards the city wall, and Wang Zizai’s young figure came into his sight. That was his opponent.

Looking back at Qin Jiang’s position, a hint of worry appeared in his eyes.

Will he win?

At the Long Manor ruins, the Master of Jinyu Pavilion, holding the Black Death Sword, looked up at Qin Jiang with surprise in his eyes.

”Divine Warrior?”

He shook his head slightly. No, it wasn’t. There was no fluctuation of space Law.

Which meant he was a Secret Martial Artist, an unprecedented super Secret Martial Artist.

What a pity, he would meet his end today.

A talent as formidable as Qin Jiang was no longer a matter of whether he could be recruited, but rather, he had to be put to death.

Whoosh—!

A strong wind pressed down as Qin Jiang’s palm descended, enveloped in intense golden light, like a falling sun.

The Master of Jinyu Pavilion swung his sword, instantly forming a giant black light blade. The space around the light blade vaguely showed fragmented serrations.

Qin Jiang’s eyes flickered. Space Law. This light blade had torn space.

The power in his palm increased, and the heavy palm wind forcibly pushed the black light blade back.

Surprise appeared in the Master of Jinyu Pavilion’s eyes. He hadn’t expected Qin Jiang to be able to forcibly compress space and block the light blade’s advance.

He couldn’t help but smile. It was futile.

The difference between Divine Martial and Secret Martial lay in the power of space. This was an absolutely superior power, definitely not...

Bang—!

A loud bang directly interrupted his thoughts. Looking up, he saw that the golden giant palm had actually crushed the light blade!

His brow raised slightly, a hint of admiration appearing. Had he forcibly shattered space with absolute power?

Amazing! Truly unadorned, absolute power!

Without hesitation, he directly stepped into the Void Realm, walking on it as if on flat ground.

The Black Death Sword was held horizontally in front of him. As his movement speed grew faster and faster, the sword momentum condensed on the sword body also grew stronger and stronger.

Woo—!

Qin Jiang raised his arm and threw a punch. The fist sliced through the air, forming a white Qi wave, which was instantly swallowed by a suddenly appearing black spatialcrack (rift).

The Master of Jinyu Pavilion stood suspended, his sword blade slashing horizontally, instantly drawing a long, narrow black line that traversed Ningan City.

Boom—!!!

Accompanied by a loud bang, the air violently splashed, cutting across various parts of the city like a blade, leaving bottomless cracks.

Drip!

Crimson blood dripped. Qin Jiang glanced at his fist; a deep, bone-visible wound had been cut across four fingers. The next second, a black light flashed, and the wound completely healed.

Across from him, the Master of Jinyu Pavilion’s eyes narrowed slightly. That sword strike earlier carried the power of space, and the wound it caused was eroded by spatial power. It shouldn’t have healed so quickly.

”Alright, the probing is over. Let’s finish this quickly.”

Qin Jiang’s voice rang out, cold as ice.