Sword Saints Should Go Tank

Huang Xing was happy, but Chan'er next to Ji Hongdie was a little frightened.

"Miss, woo woo, those people look at us so scary, don't talk about it, I'm afraid..."

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Ji Hongdie's voice rang out from time to time. She was constantly mocking the barbarian, causing the barbarian's anger to be constantly provoked.

But such behavior also made countless barbarians look at them very unkindly.

In this regard, the timid Chan'er was almost frightened and cried.

Ji Hongdie, on the other hand, regained her arrogance on her face.

"What are you afraid of? We are protected by your lord husband. As long as your lord husband can continue to be strong, we will be safe and sound."

Thinking of this, Ji Hongdie looked at Huang Xing who was constantly fighting on the ring.

"His Royal Highness, who is bold, brave and fearless, dares to hunt in the wilderness can be called a hero. It would be better if His Royal Highness is smaller and gentler to girls..."

Thinking of this, Ji Hongdie blushed shyly.

Lu Xing didn't know about Ji Hongdie's situation. At this time, he was delighted with the increase in experience value.

It's just that, while Huang Xing was happy, the others felt a little upset when they saw the grand occasion that Huang Xing made.

Sitting in the room, the Eighth Prince, the Ninth Prince, and the Seventh Prince accompanied by Ji Xiaoling looked at the thousands of barbarian warriors surrounded by Huang Chen with a little envy on their faces.

Especially with the passage of time, Huang Xing defeated more and more people, and the cheers of those barbarian fighters gradually changed.

If it was said that at the beginning, some people felt that Huang Xing was arrogant, that he was laughing at Huang Xing's overreaching, and cheering for the barbarians who went up to challenge him.

After Huang Xing defeated nearly a hundred people without getting hurt, such a brave performance has already conquered some barbarians.

Now, a large number of barbarians are cheering for Huang Xing. They want to witness a miracle happen, and they also want to witness the appearance of an invincible king among the barbarians.

The sense of identity of the barbarians makes them feel that there are powerful geniuses in the clan, which makes them feel proud.

Especially those who were defeated just now, the voice of cheering for Huang Xing is the highest.

It can only be said that playing the title of invincible at the same level beyond one's own strength is called arrogance and is looked down upon by everyone.

But with enough strength, and then playing the title of invincible at the same level, this is heroic.

And now, Huang Xing is undoubtedly the latter.

More and more barbarians showed expressions of admiration towards Huang Xing. The Seventh Prince had no doubt that if the thirteenth brother in the battle cheered, there would definitely be a lot of people responding.

"My brother-in-law is really not to be underestimated. Although this method is simple, it has to be said that it is very useful. It seems that I was wrong. He also tried his best to subdue his subordinates!"

Ji Xiaoling next to him also agreed with this remark.

"I really didn't expect that the thirteenth prince didn't come a few days ago. I thought he gave up this year. I didn't expect that he came to the barracks in the end and he came up with a big move."

"What should we do? Do we need to stop it? If this continues, the thirteenth prince will become a general trend."

Human beings all have the mentality of watching the excitement, and the scene of a large group of people cheering made more and more people gather at Huang Xing's side.

And when the other barbarians who came saw what was written on the flagpole, they all felt that Huang Xing was arrogant.

But this time, there is no need for Huang Xing to open his mouth. As soon as they taunted Huang Xing, they would be directly reprimanded by others.

"Arrogant, fart, what do you know, His Royal Highness is so bold."

"That is, His Royal Highness already has invincible strength at the same level. It is hypocrisy to hide it. Typing such handwriting just shows His Royal Highness's bravery."

"What, if you don't accept it, go up if you don't accept it. His Royal Highness is on the top. If you have the ability, go and defeat him."

"Just go, wait for me, I will defeat the prince."

There were many people who were irritated, and of course they were punched down after jumping into the ring.

Then, there was one more person cheering for Huang Xing.

"His Royal Highness, come on."

The person who defeats me is absolutely strong and cannot be defeated by others.

Even under the fanaticism, even Huang Xing's words in order to make money...in order to choose the strong were also recognized by the barbarians.

"It's just a blood pill, you can't afford it, right?"

"Hey, don't worry about him, he can't even produce a blood pill, how can such a person be strong, and it's just a waste of time to challenge the prince."

It can only be said that once fans become fanatical, the maintenance of idols is absolutely comprehensive.

And Huang Xing played the title of invincible at the same level, and has persisted until now, making too many barbarians worship Huang Chen from the bottom of their hearts.

Especially those who were defeated by Huang Xing, they worship Huang Xing even more.

Killing one person is a crime, killing thousands of people is the roost, if Huang Xing only defeats one person, the barbarian will have some complaints in his heart, but when all the challengers are defeated by Huang Xing, the defeated person will have no sad thoughts at all.

And this kind of fanaticism also made the thirteenth prince palpitate, especially seeing that the son of the leader was also attracted by Huang Xing, and the hand he held became tighter and tighter.

The king of the barbarians possesses the supreme power and even the supreme power, while the owner is the same, he owns everything in the world, and no matter who he is, he wants to get these things.

Because of this, seeing Huang Xing's performance, the Seventh Prince was heartbroken.

He really wanted to stop Huang Xing, but after thinking about it for a while, he decided to stand still.

"We can't make a move. Among the princes, only the thirteenth brother is likely to become my ally. Now is not the time to move him."

The Seventh Prince was never stupid. He knew that he was half of Yunzhou people's blood, which would be difficult for the barbarians to recognize. Therefore, he was willing to accept the funding from Yunzhou people.

But he understands that Yunzhou people are different, and he also needs the support of barbarians to ascend to the throne. Therefore, he does not want to be an enemy of Huang Xing now.

In the view of the seventh prince, Huang Xing married his own sister, no matter what, there is a possibility of forming an alliance with him.

It's just that he's different in this point. Until now, Huang Xing hasn't touched that Princess Qingxue yet.

Huang Xing is willing to enjoy, but he doesn't want to be a licking dog.

He will not worry about his body to please girls, nor does he have the time.

At times of crisis in this world, what Huang Xing thinks in his heart is to increase his own strength.

After the seventh prince was unwilling to make a move, he looked to the side. He knew that it was where the eighth and ninth princes were.

"I won't shoot, but can you hold back!"

The Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince really couldn't bear it, but, different from what the Seventh Prince thought, the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince didn't want to stop, but to follow Huang Xing.

"Brother, the old thirteen has a good idea, what do you think we should do too."

Attracted by what the Ninth Prince said, the Eighth Prince also had the urge to try.

"Amu, go and prepare, we will also hold a ring, just as written by the thirteenth brother, we will do the same..."

The Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince want to build a ring right now and make countless people cheer.

However, the eagerness of the two of them made Amu who was sitting next to him roll his eyes.

"Sit down, it's useless for you to go now."

"Why, look at how many people the thirteenth brother gathered, there are nearly ten thousand now, if I have tens of thousands..."

Thinking of the tens of thousands of barbarian warriors under him, no matter whether it is the eighth prince or the ninth prince, they all giggled.

And this also made the existence named Amu even more troublesome.

"The thirteenth prince dared to let the barbarian fighters of the same level attack without taking a step back, can you?"