"Ding—"

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the golden supernatural power [Avoiding the Truth and Avoiding the Virtual]!"

Du Qian was overjoyed: "Golden supernatural powers, good, good, I know!" ”

He hurriedly opened the system panel and flipped to the column of supernatural powers.

[Shirtless (Blue): An active skill that designates a person to instantly blow off their shirt and go into battle shirtless. 】

[Avoiding the Real and the Void (Golden): An active skill, when activated, within a radius of fifty miles, all attacks will avoid the real place and fall in the empty place, regardless of whether they are friends or enemies. 】

Seeing the description of this golden supernatural power, Du Qian's face froze, and he didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

Looking at this line of text description alone, there is no doubt that this is an extremely powerful defensive supernatural power.

As long as it is unleashed, enemy attacks cannot be used against him.

But in the same way, his attack will also trigger [Avoid the Truth], making the scene a comical scene with cross-strokes.

The only thing that is gratifying is the word 'active skill' in the description.

Since he can take the initiative to turn it on and off, then he only needs to get stuck at the right time and let the magic power only take effect on the enemy.

"Forget it, forget it, it's more or less a golden supernatural power, you can't complain."

"If I complain again, what should I do next time the system dad only gives me blue supernatural powers......"

Du Qian was talking to himself, and at the same time tried to turn on [Avoiding Reality and Fiction].

In an instant, a powerful golden divine power enveloped a radius of fifty miles.

In Hai'an City, the butcher who was killing fish swung his knife, suddenly turned to the side unconsciously, and chopped off the corner of the table.

Wang Er of the dog butcher shop sharpened his knife Huo Huo, came to the back kitchen, pressed the head of the yellow dog, covered its eyes, and cut the chain on the yellow dog's neck with a sonorous knife.

The sparks were flying, and one person and one dog were stunned for a moment.

Wang Er did not believe in evil, and raised the butcher knife again, and as a result, he slashed at the chain on the ankle of the yellow dog.

After two knives, the big yellow dog regained his freedom, immediately opened his mouth, and bit Wang Er, but he pounced in the air, and the big yellow dog stopped sharply and fell heavily on the ground.

For a while, a man and a dog were stunned in place, their faces confused.

In the alley two blocks away, five or six ruffians surrounded a thin young man, dressed in tatters and with a chicken's nest-like hair, still chattering and educating them in the face of the fierce ruffian.

"At the beginning of the so-called human being, nature is good, and I believe that your nature is good."

"I will come out to do this kind of thing, and it is also forced by life, so let's give you a chance, let me go, the Buddha and his old man will see your good deeds, and he will bless your ......"

"Don't talk about these big truths!" The ruffian with a scar on his face scolded angrily, and said with a cruel smile, "Let me tell you the truth, your master stole a chicken from the Li family in the south of the city in the middle of the night last night, and our brothers are here to seek justice for the Li family!" ”

The young man was stunned when he heard this: "Huh? ”

Scarface smirked, "Now you know, who is on the side of justice?" ”

"Chen Xuanzang, don't blame us, if you want to blame, blame your master, who let him run so fast, the brothers didn't eat breakfast, they couldn't catch up with him, so they could only stop their father and son to pay off their debts!"

"You can give me enlightenment!"

After speaking, the scar-faced ruffian swung out his fist without hesitation and smashed it at Chen Xuanzang, who looked sluggish.

"Bang!"

When the fist was close to Chen Xuanzang's nose, the ruffian's fist suddenly made a sharp turn and smashed on the wall next to him with a bang.

Scarface's face went from blue to red, and then from red to white, and finally he couldn't help it, and he clenched his fists and howled miserably.

Several other ruffians looked stunned, and immediately glared angrily at the young man with the head of the chicken nest.

"Demon law, it must be demon law!"

"Damn Chen Xuanzang, what did you do to my eldest brother?"

A sturdy ruffian roared in anger and swarmed the others with him.

As a result, they were all like Scarfaces, as if they had encountered an invisible barrier, and their fists and feet slashed past Chen Xuanzang's side, either a dog gnawed and planted it on the ground, or they smashed it against the wall with a punch.

"This ...... What's going on? ”

Before Chen Xuanzang could recover from the scene in front of him, these ruffians got up from the ground one after another, and looked at this young man who knew how to use demon magic in horror, while constantly retreating backwards.

Finally, under Scarface's greeting of 'the idea pierces the hand, the wind is tight', all the ruffians turned around and fled.

Chen Xuanzang finally came back to his senses from his sluggishness, sighed, folded his hands, and looked at the sky sincerely.

"Buddha bless."

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

At the same time, strange scenes appeared all over Hai'an City.

The butcher can't slaughter cattle, sheep, pigs and fish, and the seller of dog meat can't kill the dog, and the young people who are fighting jump up and down one after another, and the master who teaches the schoolchildren to smash the ring ruler and fail to hit the children's palms, but makes the children laugh.

For a moment, the whole city became a chicken.

In the inn, Du Qian held the sword seized from the innate swordsman in his right hand, and reached under the blade with his left hand, his face hesitant, as if he was still considering whether to try the effect of [avoiding reality and avoiding fiction].

Finally, he made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and stabbed the blade of the sword into his fingers.

"Poof—"

Before he was about to cut his fingers, Du Qian's right hand suddenly shook unconsciously, and he actually wiped his fingers and plunged straight into the wooden table.

Feeling the cold texture coming from his fingertips, Du Qian couldn't help but show a satisfied smile on his face.

With his current strength, it is naturally impossible for his hands to tremble when he draws his sword.

The only explanation is the effect of the golden supernatural power [avoiding the real and the virtual].

"Sure enough, the system will be a high-quality product!"

Du Qian was still sighing about the effect of supernatural powers, and he didn't know that Hai'an City outside had become a mess.

At this moment, a deafening roar came from the south of the city.

Du Qian was taken aback, and looked in the direction where the voice came from with a confused expression.

Following Du Qian's gaze through the inn and coming to the area south of Hai'an City, he could see a middle-aged swordsman holding a sword suspended in the air, his whole body was blooming with a ghostly light, his eyes were red, and he looked down with a look of disgust.

I saw that the houses below had already been reduced to ruins in the attack just now.

But even so, among the ruins, there were still nine small open spaces, among which lay nine young men and women with bound limbs and strips of cloth in their mouths.

At this time, the nine young men and women were surrounded by all kinds of broken bricks and tiles, and even sword marks that tore the ground.

But their bodies were miraculously unharmed, and even under the gaze of the middle-aged swordsman, they could still let out a full whimper.

"What the hell?"

The eyes of the two young swordsmen outside the ruins widened as if they had seen a ghost.

The middle-aged swordsman's whole body bloomed with a ghostly light, and he couldn't help but say angrily with red eyes: "What the hell is going on!" ”

There is no doubt that these three swordsmen are the three unlucky eggs of the Styx Sword Sect.

As soon as they entered Hai'an City, they divided their troops into three routes, each selected three men and women born in the Yin Period, and prepared to sacrifice these nine people with blood, inviting the monstrous Styx River to flood Hai'an City, so as to sacrifice the whole city with blood and strengthen the Styx.

As a result, they had just gathered the nine of them, and when Uncle Xu was about to find the young man with the most vigorous qi and blood to take some blood, so that he could use it to depict the formation patterns of the Styx Great Array, Du Qian happened to turn on the supernatural power [Avoiding Reality and Avoiding Fiction]......

As a result, a kendo master who has practiced swords all his life, practiced Sanjiu in winter, and practiced Sanjiu in summer, actually cut his wrists to take blood, and stabbed to the ground with a trembling hand.

Although at the moment when his hands trembled, Senior Uncle Xu stopped the sword momentum in time and did not let the two senior nephews see the traces of the sword shaking, but this sign still made him feel extremely ashamed.

He thought that this was the influence of the previous unstable Dao heart, so he concentrated on it again and swung a sword again.

As a result, the same thing happened again.

Uncle Xu stopped his sword momentum, his eyes widened, and he finally realized that something was wrong.

After that, he and his two nephews tried for a long time, but they couldn't hurt these nine people in the slightest.

Uncle Xu was already full of depression and anger, seeing that things were so unsmooth, he was so angry that he didn't care about exposing his whereabouts, and used a Styx sword trick to shoot the entire house into ruins.

Then, the house collapsed, but the nine people were still unharmed.

Whether it was broken bricks, beams, or sword lights, they all seemed to have eyes, and they all avoided the figures of the nine people.

"Woooooo

Looking at the nine young men and women who were still crying out for help in the ruins, the middle-aged swordsman's face turned blue and red, and finally he couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of red blood.

"Poof—"

Blood spilled into the sky, and the two young swordsmen couldn't help but be full of consternation.

"Uncle Shi!!"

“……”

The middle-aged swordsman with a broken Dao heart fell to the ground holding his chest.

The two young swordsmen hurriedly ran over and helped Uncle Xu up.

Uncle Xu said in a haggard voice: "Take me away, this place is definitely not a good place, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time!" ”

"Let's go?"

"Where do you want to go?"

A slightly playful voice came from beyond the ruins.

Uncle Xu and the two young swordsmen turned their faces pale, and when they turned their heads, they saw a woman in a white shirt and a red skirt around her waist walking over, with a golden bracelet on her white index finger, looking at them with a playful face.

"Yo, isn't this the predecessor of the Styx Sword Sect~"

"Who is it who is captive all over this city, it turns out to be your old man!"

The middle-aged swordsman's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Duan Xiaoxiao, it's you!" ”

(End of chapter)