619 New Domination Fis (1/2)

Puff! Puff! Puff! Like many meteors, this strike tore the sky as it flew over, and many metal-colliding noises that sounded like they were from a warzone resonated on the two sides of the blade.

Qian Jin's forehand only lightly held the saber, and his backhand tightly locked onto it.

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Everything that Qian Jin had was attached to this saber, and he became one with his weapon. The tsunami-like presence seemed like it was about to extinguish everything before him.

If Linguan Skylan's spear strike was a surging river, then Qian Jin's saber strike was the milky way.

If Linguan Skylan's spear strike was a waterfall that rushed down the mountain, then Qian Jin's saber strike was a river of stars that fell from the universe.

Compared to combat involving fists, battle involving weapons were usually used to determine life and death instead of win and lose. Without holding back, Qian Jin struck forward with his zhanmadao, and his speed was somehow even faster than that of Linguan Skylan.

Destruction Soul Realm! At that moment, a red light suddenly shined on Qian Jin's saber, and his strike's power increased over ten times. Although he moved later, Qian Jin's attack arrived before Linguan Skylan's spear.

At that moment, Linguan Skylan tilted his head. His neck and shoulder only felt the wind created by the strike, yet burning pain overloaded his senses as if his head had been chopped off.

In the critical moment, Linguan Skylan's spear changed direction and dashed upward, hitting onto the saber that was about to cut the sky open.

Tink!

The metal-clashing noise resonated in the sky, and many brilliant sparks appeared. This scene was more magnificent compared to the celebratory fireworks of any empire.

The vicious, murderous spirits intertwined with each other, and the viewers sweated profusely; their backs were all covered in cold sweat.

Linguan Skylan's spear was like a thick python. It suddenly bent and looked like a crescent moon, and his surging presence was directly interrupted. This man's toes couldn't grasp onto the ground, and his feet dragged out two trails on the land as he flew backward while blood shot out of his hands.

Crack! Fortunately for Linguan Skylan, it wasn't his bone that was broken; it was his warrior weapon. If they didn't battle using warrior weapons which could cancel out a lot of power and had used fists instead, it would be fortunate for Linguan Skylan if only his bones broke.

Three warrior souls! Although Qian Jin recently condensed his warrior souls, their quality wasn't inferior compared to Linguan Skylan's warrior soul.

Besides, Qian Jin's Ultra-Fake Soul increased his power to another level, and even a half saint warrior wouldn't want to fight with him directly when he used this unnamed star fighting technique and the Destruction Soul Realm.

Linguan Skylan could never imagine that even though it seemed like Qian Jin used everything he had when he battled Linguan Linfeng, he still had many more trump cards.

One strike! With only one attack, Linguan Skylan was injured, and his arms were in pain and felt sore. It seemed like many ants were eating his flesh, and only he could hear that a few of his bones broke.

Then, a streak of power suddenly shined under Linguan Skylan's skin, creating a bloodflower in the air.

Latent Thunder! It was the technique that was meant to kill and not to be used in practice battles.

Qian Jin would never go soft on others who tried to kill him. Any kindness toward his enemies was cruelty to himself. Since Linguan Skylan wanted to kill him, Qian Jin wasn't going to let the Thunder Lion King leave here alive. Once the murderous spirits were involved, only one party could leave here alive.

”Damn it! Latent Thunder! I should have killed him when he was in the academy last time!” Linguan Skylan was shocked as he thought to himself. He wanted to find where Latent Thunder was hiding in his body, but he suddenly sensed a chill. A violent aura seemed to have filled the sky and rushed down at him like a giant tsunami.

Second strike! Qian Jin's second saber strike appeared before Linguan Skylan in silence.

Linguan Skylan's skin suddenly tensed up like his heart. The friction between the saber and the air created a streak of heat energy and the bloody, rusty smell of iron mixed into it. It formed a deadly sensation that only the dead beings were familiar with.

Ever since he entered the Punitive Expedition Academy, Linguan Skylan had never been defeated, and no one forced him to use his full strength in both armed and unarmed combat. Therefore, he hadn't felt the deadly sensation in a long time.

However, this saber strike coming from Qian Jin made him remember those shocking and terrifying scenes that happened around him and the intense, deadly sensation when he was on the Human-Demon Battlefront.

The familiar deadly sensation didn't scare Linguan Skylan. Instead, it truly ignited the excitement that was deep in his heart; he hadn't felt this way in a long time.

”Path toward the Saint Warrior Realm! The gate before saint warrior! Open!”