Sword Saints Should Go Tank

Huang Xing wanted to stop the mist from leaving, but unfortunately, Huang Xing, who was just a reckless man, couldn't stop the mist at all.

No matter how he shouted, after half a sound, the fog still dissipated completely.

And this also made Huang Xing a little frustrated.

"It's a pity, this mist is definitely a big fish. If I can hunt it, the experience points I can get will definitely exceed a thousand."

Although helpless, the fog had already left, and Huang Xing could only return.

However, after walking two steps, Huang Xing's mind suddenly turned cold.

He didn't dare to neglect, that kind of coolness was the induction given to him by his intuition, which made Huang Xing immediately turn his head and look in the direction sensed by his intuition.

Without making Huang Xing search too much, just turning his head, Huang Xing saw a beautiful little girl holding a bowl, smiling at him.

The girl didn't seem to have any problems, and she didn't show any malice.

It's just that, in this quiet midnight in the wilderness, I found an ordinary little girl who still thought she was normal, but her mind would definitely not be normal.

Without any intention of responding, Huang Xing grabbed the iron sword with his right hand, and Huang Xing lifted it up.

Then, taking a big step forward, Huang Xing raised his iron sword and rushed towards the little girl. This was a gesture to smash the little girl into pieces with one blow.

Huang Chen's ferocious charge did not frighten the little girl, on the contrary, like a kind little girl from the farm, he lifted the bowl with great effort to give Huang Chen water to drink.

"Brother, do you want some water?"

However, such behavior made Huang Xing roll his eyes.

"Fuck, you show up in the middle of the night, what a stupid person you are to drink that water!"

Thinking like this, Huang Xing kept charging, and reached the little girl's side in a few strides.

Then, Huang Xing, who was in front of the girl, put away the long sword in his hand, and said directly: "I drink!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the girl to respond, Huang Xing directly picked up the broken bowl in the girl's hand, and drank the water inside in one go.

Such behavior seems very strange.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that when he raised his hand to hold the bowl, Huang Xing's muscles were bulging all over his body, his blood vessels were bursting, and his face was even more ferocious.

Obviously, he didn't take the initiative to drink water.

But no matter how he resisted, Huang Xing drank the water in one gulp.

As Huang Xing expected, this water is really not a good thing.

When the water entered his stomach, Huang Xing only felt a burning sensation, burning his body.

Under that burning sensation, even if Huang Xing relied on the willpower strengthened by the domineering look, he bent down in pain, and his face was extremely ferocious.

However, despite the pain, Huang Xing did not faint, and even the pain did not affect Huang Xing's reason and actions.

Master-level swordsmanship, and the 20 points of willpower blessed by the domineering color of the overlord, are not given for nothing.

At the same time, as soon as he drank the water, Huang Xing felt that his body had regained control.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his palm, and the iron sword that Huang Xing had been holding tightly in his right hand slammed into the girl's body fiercely.

However, the girl didn't even hide from the blood-stained iron sword, which made Huang Xing feel bad.

But the facts confirmed Huang Xing's guess.

With a "bang", Huang Chen's iron sword, as if hitting a phantom, directly passed the girl and smashed a big hole in the ground.

The pothole is several meters in radius, which is enough to prove that Huang Xing's power is tyrannical, but now, Huang Xing no longer pays attention to his own strength, he pays more attention to other things.

"It's a mistake, this girl is not the right one."

When Huang Xing came to his senses, the little girl's pure voice rang out again.

"Big brother, you look sick, drink some water and rest!"

After such words, Huang Xing found that the broken bowl in his hand was filled with water again.

At the same time, his body also involuntarily picked up the bowl and drank the water in one gulp.

But this time, when the water entered his stomach, what Huang Xing felt was no longer scorching heat, but cold, as if swallowing ten catties of ice cubes, Huang Xing felt that his body had been frozen into ice cubes.

At the same time, between the extreme heat and the extreme cold, Huang Xing coughed violently.

The scorching hot and cold in his body alternated, and the coughing Huang Xing was even a little afraid that he would cough up his internal organs.

However, with such a appearance, Huang Xing still hasn't been swallowed up by fear, and his twenty-point will makes Huang Xing completely ruthless.

He didn't stop coughing, even Huang Xing put in more effort and coughed vigorously.

That violent cough made the little girl next to him laugh.

"Oh, big brother, you look very bad, drink another bowl of water..."

She still wanted to say something, but immediately, the smile on her face disappeared and turned into panic.

"Stop, stop soon..."

He was shouting in horror, but there was a ferocious smile on Huang Xing's ugly face.

"Why be afraid, you should be happy, look, how much blood you made me vomit."

Yes, Huang Xing, who vomited blood and felt coughing, didn't stop coughing, but started coughing on his own initiative. However, while coughing, mouthfuls of hot blood from his heart were also spit out by Huang Xing.

The blood did not spray on the little girl in front of him, but on the weird broken bowl.

Because Huang Xing was determined and able to fight ruthlessly, almost in the blink of an eye, the broken bowl was filled with Huang Xing's blood, turning the bowl into a blood bowl.

The transformed qi and blood of the barbarian can do a huge damage to the evil spirits. When the blood enters the bowl, a puff of black air rises from the broken bowl. With the passage of the black air, the figure of the little girl becomes more and more blurred. That's why the little girl suddenly became frightened.

Because of fear, he even prepared to beg for mercy.

It's just that she has no chance.

Huang Xing has the blood of a barbarian king, and the quality of his qi and blood is much higher than that of others. A large amount of qi and blood quickly allowed the bowl to be purified.

And as the broken bowl turned red, the little girl who had been laughing at Yan Yan also disappeared in panic.

"The system prompts that the host has gained 700 experience points by eliminating the black coffin-level evil spirit—the water delivery bowl."

Seeing the little girl disappear, especially when the system's upgrade sound sounded, Huang Xing's ugly face finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Sure enough, this bowl is your body."

However, although the little girl disappeared, Huang Xing's situation was not very good.

The liquid that Huang Chen drank into his stomach did not dissipate, but kept rolling in Huang Chen's stomach.

Extreme cold and extreme heat constantly changed in Huang Xing's body, making Huang Xing feel like a bomb had been placed in his stomach, and he felt that he would die at any time.

He even felt that if ordinary people drank this water, just one bowl would corrode the bodies of those people into nothingness.

Fortunately, Huang Xing's physique is high enough, with a physique of 46 points, Huang Xing can hold on.

Enduring the pain and struggling to get up, Huang Xing relied on his physique and quickly ran back to the range covered by the totem pole.

"Master Chen, are you okay!"

"Achen, I'm going to call Master Wu Zhu right now."

Huang Xing's tragic situation made the two barbarians panic.

However, Huang Xing stopped them.

"Wait a minute, give me that clay pot, hurry up!"

"Here it is, this is it..."

Huang Xing's cry was carried out, and soon, the two barbarians put the clay pot containing the soup beside Huang Xing.

And Huang Xing directly broke the seal of the clay pot, facing the pot, gulped down the soup in the pot.

The warm soup entered his stomach, continuously nourishing Lu Chen's body.

Soon, Huang Xing felt his brain throbbing in his belly, and he felt better.

It wasn't until he finished drinking three cans of decoction that Huang Xing felt alive.

Of course, Huang Xing's intuition made him feel that he survived.

But now he is very weak.

After resting for a full hour, when the soup was completely digested, Huang Xing suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out mouthfuls of black blood.

Black blood spurted out, but there was a smile on Huang Xing's face.

"I, survived."

When the black blood spurted out, Huang Xing was completely free from the threat of death.