Douluo: The system lets the fairy attack Tang San

The feeling of the whip hitting the flesh is really unpleasant!

It was obvious that someone was backing down, and the man in the lead quickly shouted to encourage morale.

"Come together, brothers! She's injured and won't last long!"

Following the order, knives, swords, and even axes were all revealed, their sharpness reflecting the icy coldness, and exuding a cruel killing aura.

Mu Huaien stood there, flexing his muscles and muscles, and sneered, "I'm here just in time, let you see my new technique."

After three months of seclusion, she finally mastered the technique.

Although in this life, she had no spiritual energy and could not use magic, the operation of the magic and the patterns had long been deeply ingrained in her heart.

Since Wuhun can use soul power to call it soul skills, why can't she replace aura with soul power to create a brand new technique?

In fact, from the day she arrived in the Killing City, she began to study the technique. Six full years later, she finally succeeded.

In the killing fields of hell, in order to avoid attracting too much attention, she would not use spells unless necessary.

Now, here's your chance.

The moment the sword was swung up, Mu Huaien swung out the phoenix whip in his hand at the same time, accurately hooked a long sword, and pulled the man over as a shield.

Seeing this, the man who rushed over with a machete had to hold back to avoid accidentally injuring his fellow man!

At the same time, Mu Huaien's fingers gently stroked, outlining a hexagonal line pattern in the void.

A trace of golden soul power slowly emerged, gradually filling in the hexagonal pattern.

She kicked the man in front of her away and ducked sideways to avoid the front and rear attacks from these people!

"go."

She muttered softly, and at the same time, she pushed her palms forward with her fingers together.

The hexagonal pattern shot out like an arrow from a string and flew in the direction of those people. The pattern suddenly stretched and became larger.

"what?!"

"Why can she use martial arts?"

The men screamed in surprise and subconsciously hid to one side, but were hit in the face with a majestic force, causing pain in their chest and abdomen. Four men were knocked to the ground at the same time.

They looked stunned and didn't understand what kind of attack this was!

But such a blow also completely angered them!

"Go up—"

"Kill her!"

The men quickly got up and rushed forward with machetes in their hands.

They didn't believe this evil. She could really block six or seven knives at the same time with one hand!

"Out of control."

Mu Huaien snorted, put away the Phoenix Whip, stood up straight, clasped his hands in front of him, and began to quickly turn the seals at the moment when his soul power gathered.

A golden hexagonal pattern appeared in front of her, enveloping her face in the halo, and her eyes were surprisingly bright.

Then, there was a final sound, "Go!"

After a loud bang, the men were blown away several meters away like kites with broken strings, and lay on the ground screaming in pain.

But in fact, apart from the pain of falling, there was not much damage.

Mu Huaien was a little disappointed with this result.

She felt that it was probably because she was in the city of killing, so the martial soul couldn't be released, so the spell couldn't increase its power.

The men seemed to realize that her move was useless and had no effect. They all looked at each other with excitement in their eyes.

"Brothers, come on! Get it in one fell swoop—"

The man's eyes suddenly caught sight of a person walking across the street, and his voice stopped immediately.

The man walked at a slow pace, and in just a few seconds, he stood two meters behind Mu Huaien, staring at them calmly with a pair of deep and sinister eyes.

"This-" The man swallowed, and even the hand holding the knife was trembling.

Their legs began to tremble unconsciously.

Mu Huaien felt a little strange. He looked back and raised his eyebrows calmly.

Why is this guy back?

Tang San's eyes moved to her face, and an understatement escaped from his thin lips, "Do you need help?"

Hearing these words, those men became even more panicked!

You know, this new kid can kill like crazy in the hell killing fields!

Mu Huaien pulled the corners of his lips and revealed a sly smile, "No, thank you."

Hearing her answer, the men became excited again, secretly complaining whether this woman was stupid?

However, Tang San's next words made their bodies freeze immediately.

"No, you need to."

"..."

Is he sick?

Mu Huaien cursed in his heart, but the next moment, Tang San's figure rushed forward like a ghost.

It's not like she has never seen his killing speed before.

The scene in front of her seemed to return to the bloody time she spent with him in the killing city in her previous life.

Almost even their moves and expressions are exactly the same.

Mu Huaien lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the flash of emotion in his eyes.

In just half a minute, three men were already dead. Upon seeing this, several others dropped their weapons and ran away.

Tang San didn't chase.

He slowly opened the faucet that Mu Huaien had used before, lowered his eyes, and began to wash away the blood on his palms.

The sun hits the side of the face, and the thick long eyelashes cast shadows under the afterglow, dispersing the evil spirit behind the eyes little by little.

A few drops of blood accidentally stained the bridge of his nose. He seemed to be aware of it and brushed his bony fingers across his cheek to wipe away the blood.

Because he tilted his head and raised his chin slightly, the sharp curve of his profile was tinged with coldness, adding a hint of gloom to his handsome face.

Mu Huaien looked at him silently for a few seconds, then turned around.

His cold voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"You seem to be avoiding me."

Her heart beat suddenly, and she subconsciously retorted, "Really? You're overthinking it. I'm not interested in you."

He seemed to chuckle, his tone tainted with a bit of pleasant banter.

"But that good friend of yours is quite interested in me."

How narcissistic!

Mu Huaien laughed angrily and looked back at him, "So, what do you want to express?"

Tang San said calmly, "I'm not interested in her."

She crossed her arms and smiled.

"Okay, I will convey it to you, no need to thank me."

After the words fell, the atmosphere fell into a brief silence, and the smell of blood was still mixed in the air, making people feel uneasy.

He turned off the tap without saying a word.

Mu Huaien felt that the topic was over and he could leave, so he nodded politely to him and turned around.

"stop."

His tone was commanding and low.

Mu Huaien is annoyed by his young master's temper, as if he is issuing an order, telling you to stop just stop.

She pretended to be deaf and didn't hear.

Tang San stared at her back, his brows furrowed with a thick frown, his eyes dyed with a knowing look, and his back molars tightened unconsciously.

The tip of his tongue touched his cheek, and he gritted his teeth several times and uttered three words.

"Lots of money."

"..."