Sword Saints Should Go Tank

Looking at the ever-increasing experience value and the increasing degree of completion of the trial, Huang Xing was happy.

The barbarians below watched Yunzhou people being pulled over by Huang Xing as if they were catching chickens, pinching them unconscious, and cheering bursts of cheers.

"Long live the prince, you idiot in Yunzhou, have you seen the might of the prince?"

"Our prince is invincible, you Yunzhou people are not at all."

"Come on, Your Highness."

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No matter where there is a sense of regional honor, as a barbarian prince, Huang Xing defeated the Yunzhou people, which naturally made the barbarians cheer. At the same time, defeating foreign enemies also made the barbarians have a stronger sense of identity with Huang Chen.

Of course, some people are happy and some people are not happy.

The Seventh Prince, the Ninth Prince, who are determined to become barbarian kings, look a little ugly when they see Huang Xing's continuous victories.

Of course, the two of them can still live.

"The higher you stand now, the more miserable you will be when you fail. It's okay to be defeated by the barbarians. If you are defeated by the Yunzhou people, you will be recorded by the barbarians on the pillar of shame."

This was what the Seventh Prince and Amu thought, and the Seventh Prince simply wanted to see Huang Xing fail, and then lose his ambition to compete for the barbarian king, but the Eighth and Ninth Princes were a little worried when they were happy.

"Amu, we barbarians cannot lose to the Yunzhou people. If the thirteenth brother fails, let our subordinates challenge the person who defeated the thirteenth brother."

"I see."

Both of them made the prediction that Huang Xing would fail, and Ji Hongdie also made the prediction.

Yes, Ji Hongdie also thought that Huang Xing was going to fail, and there was no other way. Unlike Xiaowei who was watching Lu Xing's continuous victory and cheering happily, Ji Hongdie thought she was very rational.

"My lord is very strong, there is no doubt about it, but being invincible at the same level is a bit exaggerated. There are many geniuses in the world, and my lord can't be invincible. I can't let my lord fail in the hands of Yunzhou people. Such a thing really happened. Everything is over, and when His Highness is tired, let the barbarian strong go up."

"No, no, I can do more."

"Your Highness once said that when fighting against the barbarian body, you only need to knock him out of the circle to be considered a victory, but against the barbarian bone, you need to defeat him. If you go up, if you lose to the strong savage, the other savages will be a little disappointed but take it for granted, so that the loss can be minimized."

The Seventh Prince, Amu, and Ji Hongdie are all smart people, and they are planning around Huang Chen, preparing for his failure.

Only, they were predicting, but Huang Xing kept winning.

At the same time, failure is the future, and at this time the Lingyun Sword Sect felt hopeless, especially after Ji Hongdie's beautiful voice sounded, one of them must have trembled.

"Brother, it's your turn."

"I see."

Looking at the defeated brothers and sisters, Hou Yi really didn't want to go up, but he also knew that if he went up, if he failed, since so many people had failed, he would not be punished.

But if he surrenders without even daring to go up, what awaits him will be punishment from the sect, or even give up.

Therefore, even if he felt that he couldn't beat him and was about to be beaten by "Ola Ola", he could only stand up.

However, when Hou Yi stood up, he looked at the little junior sister behind him, who had a worried and fearful expression on his face, and a trace of arrogance rose in his heart.

"Don't look depressed, I'm not sure I'll fail. The barbarian prince's strongest move is the star-absorbing method, which can directly suck people in, but my ability is very restrained, and I have the possibility of victory."

The other juniors thought of Hou Yi's ability, and there was a glimmer of hope on their faces.

"Brother, it's up to you."

"Brother, if you beat him, you will become famous."

"Brother, you must defeat that barbarian. He has no mercy for girls. My sister's face is swollen from his beating. I don't want to be beaten."

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Looking at the beautiful junior sister blessing behind her, and Hou Yi is a young man after all, still a sword learner, with a kind of heroism to walk the rivers and lakes with a sword, at this time Hou Yi has a high spirit in her heart.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

After saying handsomely, Hou Yi jumped onto the ring.

However, when he got to the ring and looked at the tall figure in the distance, the arrogance in his heart quickly disappeared completely.

There's no way, the current Huang Xing is really scary.

Looking at Huang Xing standing upright like an iron tower in the distance, even if Hou Yi kept pumping himself up, the fear in his heart still couldn't retreat.

Especially when he thought of the defeated brothers and sisters, the fear in his heart was even deeper. However, thinking of his own ability, the fear in his heart retreated a little.

"I can win."

After making such a declaration, his body swayed suddenly, and after a while, two figures appeared on the ring.

And this also made the iron tower in the distance let out a cry of surprise.

"Your Yunzhou's skills are really good, flames, long-range wind sword energy, and ice, and now there are clones, really good."

While talking, Hou Yi also saw the barbarian prince stretching out his left hand in the distance.

The stretching out of that palm made Hou Yi's heart throb, it was that palm that made his brothers and sisters unable to escape and could only be caught.

However, looking at the direction in which the palm was stretched, Hou Yi felt excited.

"You're right, he didn't find me."

Hou Yi's technique seems to rely on the refraction of light to separate two phantoms, but Hou Yi who practices this technique understands that the strongest part of his technique is that the phantoms that are separated are not real.

That technique, in addition to allowing Hou Yi to separate the clone phantom, also has the ability to be invisible. At this time, Hou Yi is far away from the two clones, so he thinks he has a chance to win.

"As long as I can avoid the barbarian prince's star-absorbing technique, I can sneak attack from the side... ah!"

Just as Hou Yi was thinking beautifully, a terrifying suction force suddenly passed to his body from a distance.

Under that suction, the invisible waiter was pulled to the tower-like barbarian prince almost without any resistance.

Like lifting a chicken, Hou Yi was held by the prince by the neck and lifted in his hands. Feeling the cold steel feeling on his neck, Hou Yi didn't dare to make the slightest movement. He had already seen the strength of the barbarian very clearly. , Although my neck has been baptized by inner energy, as long as the barbarian prince exerts a little force, he will die.

He was afraid of angering the barbarian prince, and then his neck would break if he exerted a little force, so he didn't dare to move rashly.

However, although he didn't dare to move, he was unwilling.

Holding back his fear, he asked directly:

"How did you see through my tricks?"