"Yes, it's me!"

Miss Duan snorted lightly, and her eyes swept across the nine people in the ruins who were looking at her with hope, and she sneered, "Xu Fengchao, haven't you asked about my origins? This Hai'an City is my hometown!"

"Although I have severed all ties with the Duan family, how dare you bully my fellow villagers?"

At this point, Miss Duan's beautiful eyes flashed with a cold light: "You are looking for death!"

Before she finished her words, Miss Duan waved her white palm, and the golden bracelet flew out immediately, turning into a stream of light and hitting Xu Fengchao's head.

Xu Fengchao pushed away the young swordsman beside him, mobilised all his energy, and swung his sword towards the golden spot.

In an instant, the shadow of the Styx appeared, like a rushing black river, colliding with the golden light... not even a little bit!

The golden light passed by the shadow of the Styx.

The former narrowly passed between Xu Fengchao and the young swordsman and knocked down a residential building.

The latter was even forcibly diverted in mid-air, hitting both sides of Miss Duan's body with a loud bang.

After one move, both of them were stunned.

Miss Duan waved her hand to call Jin Huan back, stared at her and asked, "Are you okay?"

The golden ring trembled slightly, as if it was telling Miss Duan about its grievances.

Xu Fengchao on the opposite side was also stunned, as if he had not expected that Miss Duan's gold ring would also be lost.

Suddenly, he came to his senses, his aura filled up again, and he laughed loudly, "So that's how it is, so that's how it is!"

"I understand now. The problem isn't with me, but with this damn Hai'an City!"

"Here, no one is allowed to hurt anyone else. This applies to me and you too!"

At this point, Xu Fengchao sheathed his sword, glanced at Miss Duan who was still in shock, and sneered, "If that's the case, then there's no point in fighting between you and me. Wait, wait until I recover from my injuries, and then you and I can go out of the city and fight again!"

After he finished speaking, Xu Fengchao actually sat cross-legged on the spot and started practicing as if no one was around.

Miss Duan was surprised and couldn't help looking at Xu Fengchao and asked again: "Are you okay?"

Xu Fengchao just sneered, seeming to not care about Miss Duan's threat at all.

Miss Duan looked at him suspiciously and asked tentatively, "Then I won't be polite?"

Xu Fengchao rolled his eyes, then actually closed his eyes, and the whole body glowed with the faint light of the Styx Sword Technique.

At this time, many nearby residents had been attracted by the noise and gathered on the street not far behind Miss Duan. They looked at the scene in front of them, pointing and whispering.

In the crowd, Du Qian, covered with a black cloth, looked at the middle-aged swordsman sitting cross-legged with surprise.

He had already recognized the other person's face. Wasn't he the kind-hearted person who had given him two chances to win the lottery?

This guy is actually from the Styx Sword Sect?

Thinking of the name of the Styx Sword Technique on the pages of the iron book, Du Qian immediately realized that the other party should be a fellow disciple of the dead swordsman, and he must have bad intentions if he caught up with the troupe's convoy.

Fortunately, he responded appropriately at the time and scared the other party away, so that the troupe did not suffer any disaster.

Now, the opponent seemed to have been fooled by his golden magical power [Avoid the Real and Attack the Virtual]. He was currently sitting cross-legged and regulating his breathing, confident that his attack would hit the virtual place. This was a great opportunity to eliminate the disaster!

Thinking of this, Du Qian immediately cleared his throat and deliberately said in a rough voice: "I don't care whether you are from the Styx Sword Sect or the Urine River Sword Sect. If you dare to touch our people in Hai'an City, I, Ruan Shizhong, will be the first to disagree!"

"……What?"

In the crowd, Ruan Shizhong, a young man from the opera troupe, looked confused, as if he had not expected to hear his own name here.

It must be Brother Qian!

Ruan Shizhong widened his eyes and quickly turned his head, trying to catch a glimpse of Du Qian's figure.

But at this time, the surrounding neighbors and fellow villagers had already begun to get excited and shouted.

"Yes, I don't agree to it, I don't agree to it!"

"No, no!"

Du Qian changed his position and said in a slightly sharper voice, "Miss Duan, beat him to death, beat him to death!"

Everyone began to follow blindly, shouting in a fanatical tone: "Kill him! Kill him!"

Hearing the words of many elders and fellow villagers, Miss Duan was helpless.

She also wanted to kill these people from the Styx Sword Sect, but she didn't know what evil had happened in Hai'an City at the moment. No matter how powerful the masters were, they couldn't really hurt others.

If nothing else, just look at the crowd pushing and shoving behind you.

All the residents who were cheering and waving their arms were shaking unconsciously, like a super aunt who had been dancing square dance for thirty years, constantly moving her body slightly to avoid the crowds of others.

But there was no way, the crowd was outraged.

Miss Duan knew that if she did not cater to public opinion, she might suffer backlash.

After a little thought, she put her hands together, held the golden flying ring in her palms, and then pulled it horizontally.

“Hua La La—”

The golden flying ring instantly split into dozens of identical flying rings, floating in front of Miss Duan.

Seeing this scene, the crowd behind him suddenly froze, and then burst into surprise and exclamations.

Du Qian looked ahead with great interest, thinking that this was much more exciting than the fake magic tricks performed by the opera troupe!

Miss Duan quickly made hand gestures with both hands, then suddenly pointed forward and shouted, "Wuding Feihuan, go!"

“Swish, swish, swish—”

In an instant, dozens of golden flying rings turned into golden streams of light, shooting from all directions towards the middle-aged swordsman who was sitting cross-legged.

Seeing the golden light covering the middle-aged swordsman from all directions, the flying ring wrapped in the golden light suddenly trembled, and then turned in the air, and unexpectedly collided with each other inexplicably.

“Ding ding dong!”

A series of crisp sounds rang out.

Dozens of golden flying rings fell to the ground and embedded themselves in the ground beside the middle-aged swordsman, but not a single one of them could get close to him.

Seeing this scene, Miss Duan's eyes became more solemn.

"……it's useless!"

The middle-aged swordsman opened his eyes and looked at Miss Duan with a sneer on his face.

Du Qian stood in the crowd, looking at the middle-aged swordsman who opened his eyes with disdain.

"I knew it!"

This guy seems to have relaxed his guard, but he is actually still a little worried, so he will definitely pay attention to the outside world.

Once the effect of the magical power [Avoid the Real and Attack the Virtual] disappears, he will take action himself and knock Miss Duan's golden ring away.

Du Qian had lived in the Three Kingdoms world in his previous life, so how could he be fooled by such a low-level trick.

Even if it's a night attack on the military camp, we have to feint at least twice before we can actually launch a night attack, right?

Thinking of this, Du Qian changed his position and shouted again: "Miss Duan, one more, one more!"

Everyone came back to their senses from their shock and shouted after him, "One more! One more!"

...coming again?

Treat it as a magic trick?

Don’t you have eyes?

Can’t you see that my flying ring can’t hurt him at all?

Miss Duan was furious, but she couldn't lose her temper in front of the folks in Hai'an City.

In desperation, Miss Duan waved her hand to recall the golden flying rings, and with a clapped of her slender hands, she merged dozens of flying rings into one.

It doesn't matter, whether he can hit it or not, just treat it as a bit of fun for the folks...

As Miss Duan thought this, she casually threw the golden flying ring at the middle-aged swordsman.

"call out--"

The golden flying ring turned into a stream of light and shot towards the middle-aged swordsman's chest.

The middle-aged swordsman was not moved at all. He had already put his mind at ease, so he closed his eyes and began to concentrate on practicing martial arts to heal his injuries.

At this moment, Du Qian in the crowd chuckled and quietly turned off his magical power [Avoid the Real and Attack the False].

“Puff——”

In an instant, the golden light easily pierced through the middle-aged swordsman's unprotected chest, and a large amount of blood flew out from his back.

The middle-aged swordsman suddenly opened his eyes as severe pain struck him. Blood spurted out of his mouth and he looked at the bloody hole in his chest with an expression of disbelief.

At this time, his heart had been completely shattered, and the meridians in his body were blocked due to the full force of his Qi, and countless cracks were created by the impact of his True Energy.

“Puff, puff, puff—”

Streams of blood spurted out from the acupoints all over his body.

The middle-aged swordsman sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes wide open, he slowly raised his head, and looked at Miss Duan in front of him with disbelief.

A great master of swordsmanship and a renowned expert in magic, just sat there and died unwillingly in front of everyone!

Miss Duan slightly opened her red lips and stared at the body of the middle-aged swordsman with a dull look on her face, as if she had not expected that the other party would die so comically.

The crowd around was silent for a moment, and then there was thunderous cheers.

Everyone was shouting Miss Duan's name and regarded her as a hero.

Only Du Qian stood at the back of the crowd, looking with pity at the martial arts master who was killed by the system's magical power.

"You died a worthy death at the hands of the golden magic, go with peace of mind!"

"Duan Xiaoxiao!"

Just then, a loud shout suddenly came from the side.

Miss Duan came back to her senses and looked with a frown, only to see that the two young swordsmen had quietly come to the nine tied-up people, each holding a sharp sword and placing it on the neck of one of them.

Seeing this scene, Miss Duan and the onlookers were all shocked.

The young swordsman sneered and said, "Duan Xiaoxiao, didn't you claim that you care about your fellow countrymen? Then let us go. Otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, the young swordsman's face suddenly turned red, and flames burst out from the acupoints all over his body. For some unknown reason, he spontaneously combusted.

The same thing happened to the other person. In an instant, they turned into two men of fire. They threw away the swords in their hands and screamed miserably.

Seeing this, Miss Duan was stunned at first, and then she realized that there was a sorcerer in the crowd secretly helping her.

She recalled the golden flying ring without hesitation, and with a wave of her slender hand, the golden flying ring split into dozens of pieces, turning into golden streams of light that shot out and instantly turned the two men into sieves.

After the two men were killed, cheers similar to those just now rang out from the crowd.

Residents whose families were missing flocked into the ruins, each looking for their own family members.

Miss Duan recalled the golden flying ring, frowned slightly, and looked at the crowd behind her that was becoming crowded.

At the back of the crowd, a young man in a white shirt turned around quietly and walked towards the inn where he came from, while he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

“It’s really useful!”

"This system is magical!"