Chapter 852 Dao Heart Broken
"Ding--"
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the golden magical power [avoiding reality and turning to illusion]!"
Du Qian was overjoyed: "Golden magical power, good, good, good, I know it!"
He quickly opened the system panel and flipped to the magical power column.
[Shirtless (Blue): Active skill, designate a person to instantly take off his shirt and go into battle shirtless. 】
[Avoid the reality and fall into the void (gold): Active skill, when activated, all attacks within a radius of fifty miles will avoid the reality and fall into the air, without distinguishing between friend and foe. 】
Seeing the description of this golden magical power, Du Qian's face froze, not knowing whether he should be happy or worried.
Just looking at this line of text description, there is no doubt that this is an extremely powerful defensive magical power.
As long as it is released, the enemy's attacks will not be effective against him.
But similarly, his attacks will also trigger [avoid the truth and turn to the false], turning the scene into a comical scene that depicts each other.
The only thing worth gratifying is the four words "active skills" in the description.
Since he can actively turn it on and off, he only needs to time it well so that the magical power only takes effect on the enemy.
"Forget it, forget it, it's more or less a golden magical power, so I can't complain."
"If I complain again, what should I do next time the system dad only gives me blue magical power..."
Du Qian was talking to himself while trying to activate [Avoiding the truth and choosing the falsehood].
In an instant, powerful golden magical power enveloped a fifty-mile radius.
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 from the dog meat shop sharpened his knife, went to the kitchen, held down the yellow dog's head, covered its eyes, and cut off the chain around the yellow dog's neck with a sharp knife.
Sparks flew everywhere, and everyone and the dog were stunned for a moment.
Wang Er did not believe in evil, so he raised the butcher knife again, and hit the chain on the yellow dog's ankle with the knife.
After two cuts, the big yellow dog regained its freedom. It immediately opened its big mouth and bit Wang Er. As a result, it jumped into the air. The big yellow dog stopped suddenly and dropped its jaw heavily to the ground.
For a moment, both the man and the dog froze on the spot, their faces confused.
In an alley two streets away, five or six gangsters were surrounding a thin young man. The young man was dressed in tatters and had hair as messy as a chicken coop. Facing the vicious gangsters, he was still educating them endlessly. .
"It is said that human beings are inherently good in nature at the beginning. I believe that your natures are all good."
"You are forced to do such things because of life. Let me give you a chance. Let me go. Buddha will see your good deeds and he will bless you..."
"Stop talking about these big principles!" The scoundrel with the scar on his face cursed angrily and said with a sinister smile, "To tell you the truth, your master stole a chicken from the Li family in the south of the city last night. We brothers are here to replace it." The Li family wants justice!"
The young man was stunned when he heard this: "Huh?"
The scar-faced man smiled ferociously and said, "Now do you know who is the righteous party?"
"Chen Xuanzang, don't blame us. If you want to blame, blame your master. Who made him run so fast? My brothers didn't have breakfast and couldn't catch up with him. They had to stop me and pay my debt!"
"Just prepare your mind for me!"
After saying that, the scar-faced ruffian waved his fist without hesitation and hit Chen Xuanzang, who was looking dull.
"Bang!"
When the fist was close to Chen Xuanzang's nose, the gangster's fist suddenly turned sharply and hit the wall next to him with a bang.
Scarface's face turned from green to red, and then from red to white. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, he held his fists and howled miserably.
Several other gangsters looked shocked, and then stared angrily at the young man with a chicken coop.
"The magic must be the magic!"
"Damn Chen Xuanzang, what did you do to my eldest brother?"
A muscular ruffian roared angrily and swarmed forward with others.
As a result, they all looked like scars, as if they had encountered an invisible barrier. Their fists and feet passed by Chen Xuanzang one after another. Either a dog gnawed its shit and fell to the ground, or they punched the wall.
"What...what's going on?"
Before Chen Xuanzang could recover from the scene in front of him, these gangsters got up from the ground one after another. They looked at this young man who could use magic in horror and kept retreating.
Finally, under Scarface's words of greeting, "The idea pricks the hand, the wind pulls tightly", all the gangsters turned around and fled.
Chen Xuanzang finally recovered from his sluggishness, sighed, clasped his hands together, and looked to the sky piously.
"Buddha bless you."
"Amitabha……"
At the same time, strange scenes appeared all over Haian City.
The butcher couldn't kill cattle, sheep, pigs and fish, the dog seller couldn't kill the dog, the fighting young people danced two-person twirl one after another, the master who taught the school children broke the ruler, but failed to hit the child's palm, but made the children laugh. .
For a time, the whole city was in a state of chaos.
In the inn, Du Qian held the sharp sword captured from the innate swordsman in his right hand, and stretched his left hand under the sword's edge, hesitating on his face, as if he was still considering whether to try the effect of [avoiding reality and using falsehood].
Finally, he made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and stabbed his finger with the edge of the sword.
"Pfft——"
Before he was about to cut his finger, Du Qian's right hand suddenly shook unconsciously, and he wiped his finger across it and inserted it straight into the wooden table.
Feeling the cold texture coming from his fingertips, Du Qian couldn't help but smile with satisfaction on his face.
With his current strength, it is naturally impossible for his hands to shake when he draws the sword.
The only explanation is the effect of golden magical power [avoiding reality and choosing virtuality].
"Sure enough, the products produced by the system must be high-quality products!"
Du Qian was still sighing at the effects of his magical powers, unaware that Hai'an City outside had turned into a mess.
At this moment, a deafening roar came from the south of the city.
Du Qian was startled and looked in the direction of the sound with a confused expression.
Following Du Qian's gaze through the inn, he came to the area south of Hai'an City. He could see a middle-aged swordsman holding a sharp sword suspended in the air. His whole body was glowing with light, his eyes were red, and he looked like he had seen a ghost. Looking down.
I saw that the houses below had been turned into ruins by the attack just now.
But even so, among the ruins, there were still nine not-so-large open spaces, in which lay nine young men and women with their limbs bound and mouths stuffed with cloth.
At this time, the nine young men and women were surrounded by various broken bricks and rubble, and even sword marks that tore the ground.
But their bodies were miraculously unscathed, and even under the gaze of the middle-aged swordsman, they could still make energetic whines.
"What the hell?"
The two young swordsmen outside the ruins widened their eyes, looking like they had seen a ghost.
The middle-aged swordsman's whole body glowed with a faint light, and he couldn't help but said angrily with red eyes: "What the hell is going on!"
There is no doubt that these three swordsmen are the three unlucky ones of the Styx Sword Sect.
As soon as they entered Hai'an City, they divided into three groups, each selected three men and women born in the Yin period, and prepared to blood sacrifice these nine people, causing the mighty Styx River to flood Hai'an City, using this blood sacrifice for the whole city to strengthen the Styx River.
As a result, they had just gathered the nine people together, and when Master Xu was planning to find the young man with the strongest energy and blood to get some blood so that he could use it to carve the patterns of the Styx Formation, Du Qian happened to activate his magical power [To avoid reality] Just empty]...
So, a kendo master who practiced swordsmanship all his life, practicing Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, cut his wrist to draw blood, and stabbed the ground with a shaking hand.
Although the moment his hand shook, Master Xu stopped the sword in time and did not let the two nephews see the traces of the sword's shaking edge, but this sign still made him feel extremely ashamed.
He thought this was the influence of his previous unstable Taoist heart, so he concentrated on it and swung the sword again.
As a result, the same thing happened again.
Uncle Xu stopped his sword movement, widened his eyes, and finally realized something was wrong.
After that, he and his two nephews tried for a long time, but they were unable to harm the nine people at all.
Uncle Xu was already full of depression and anger. Seeing that things were not going well, he was so angry that he used the Styx Sword Technique to turn the entire house into ruins, regardless of exposing his whereabouts.
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.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Looking at the nine young men and women who were still calling for help in the ruins, the middle-aged swordsman's face changed from green to red, and finally he couldn't help opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood.
"Pfft——"
Blood spilled into the sky, and the two young swordsmen couldn't help but look shocked.
"Uncle Master!!"
"..."
The middle-aged swordsman, whose heart was broken, held his chest and fell to the ground.
The two young swordsmen quickly ran over and helped Master Xu up.
Uncle Xu said in a low voice with a haggard look on his face: "Take me away quickly, this place is definitely not a good place, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time!"
"Walk?"
"Where do you want to go?"
A slightly playful voice came from outside the ruins.
Master Xu and the two young swordsmen had stern expressions on their faces. They turned around and saw a woman wearing a white shirt and a red skirt walking over. There was a golden bracelet twirling on her green-white index finger, with a playful look on her face. Looking at them.
"Hey, isn't this Senior Xu from the Styx Sword Sect"
"I wonder who is kidnapping people everywhere in this city. It turns out to be you, old man!"
The middle-aged swordsman's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Duan Xiaoxiao, it's you!"