Sword Saints Should Go Tank

Rabies, this is an infectious disease in Huang Xing's original world, as long as it breaks out, it will kill 100%. Huang Xing is afraid that other clansmen will also be infected, so everything will be troublesome.

"Injured by that knife, after only a short while, some clansmen will go mad. Who knows, will those clansmen who have the disease become a source of infection like zombies?"

Not wanting to let more people die, let alone get sick, Huang Xing blocked the actions of other people.

However, after stopping the others, Huang Xing himself did not retreat, but stepped forward quickly, and came to the side of the flying butcher knife.

"Since destroying your puppet won't make you ineffective, let's crush you completely."

Fortunately, Huang Xing knew that flying could not solve the problem, he didn't fly the butcher's knife very far, just two steps, and Huang Xing stood in front of the butcher's knife.

Without hesitation, Huang Xing's left hand shook slightly, and his ghost hand tore through the bandage, revealing to the world again.

"In the end, it's up to you!"

Just like what he did just now, Huang Xing directly held the butcher's knife with his ghostly hand.

However, the handle of the butcher's knife this time is different from the butcher's knife just handled.

After holding the handle of the butcher's knife, Huang Xing could feel a sinister aura, wanting to rush into his body along his left hand.

"Last time it was scorching heat. Is it cold this time? Sure enough, even though they are similar evil spirits, their abilities are not the same."

Thinking in his heart, Huang Xing's movements were not slow.

【Soul-thirsty hand】

His left hand trembled slightly, and the cold breath was gathered in the palm of his left hand by Huang Chen. At the same time, the soul-thirsty hand not only gathered the cold breath from the butcher's knife, after absorbing it, the ghost hand also greedily sucked it out of the butcher's knife. , took the initiative to absorb the cold breath.

And a moment later, with a slight shake of Huang Xing's ghostly hand, the absorbed breath was directly detonated by Huang Xing.

At this point, the spirituality of another butcher knife was wiped out by Huang Xing.

[The system prompts that the host killed the black coffin-level evil spirit—the dog-killing knife, and gained 800 experience points]

[The system prompts that the host has obtained an extraordinary item, whether to spend 50 experience points to identify it. 】

"No, sacrifice directly."

The power of gold-level skills made Huang Xing unwilling to keep any extraordinary items at all. He just wanted to accumulate spirit stones quickly, and then upgrade his level to obtain gold-level skills.

[The system prompts that the host sacrificed a supernatural item—a dog-killing knife, and obtained 15 spirit crystals]

Soon, the butcher knife was directly sacrificed by Huang Xing, but this time, to Huang Xing's surprise, its aura value only increased by 15 points.

"One at 20 o'clock and the other at 15 o'clock. The pig butcher's knife is really different from the dog butcher's knife."

"However, I didn't expect that the butcher's knife is stronger."

"Forget it, don't think so much, this incident is finally over."

The complete demise of the butcher knife made Huang Xing think that the matter was over.

It's just that he was too happy.

When the butcher's knife disappeared, those sick clansmen really stopped rushing towards Huang Xing.

However, their condition did not improve. The injured clansmen were madly attacking everything in front of them, and after the clansmen moved away, they even smashed their hands on the ground, hurting themselves.

Such an action also made the surviving clansmen feel a little chilly.

"Damn Xie Chong, too many people have died this time. If it wasn't for Mr. Chen, once the patriarch is defeated, our village will be doomed."

"Oh, brother, why did you go!"

"Don't worry, brother, I will take care of your child."

At the same time, many survivors felt uncomfortable seeing the casualties on the field, and many clansmen, whose relatives died here, cried in pain.

While they were feeling sad and sad, the clansmen who followed Huang Xing felt the same way, but they were more fortunate after witnessing this incident.

"It's better to follow Ah Chen. If there is an evil spirit, Master Ah Chen will directly attack, and there is no need for us."

"Indeed, at this dangerous moment, it's safest to follow Ah Chen."

"We must follow Ah Chen closely. If we follow other people, we may become one of the dead."

"My brother is still in another patrol team, no, think of a way tomorrow, can I bring my brother here too."

...

The barbarians always worship the strong, but this time, whether they can follow the strong is related to their wealth and lives. All the surviving barbarians are looking at Huang Xing with burning eyes.

There are also many barbarians with relatives who want to bring their own family members to Huang Xing's side.

Huang Xing didn't feel this, at this moment, he was worrying.

Killing evil spirits, gaining experience points and spiritual crystals naturally made Huang Xing happy.

But so many clan members died, so many sick people, and the seriously injured patriarch made Huang Xing a little helpless.

"I'm a fighter, only good at fighting, what should these people do?"

However, although these trivial matters made Huang Xing a little upset, he was just upset.

What made Huang Xing really look serious was that his left hand, after absorbing and crushing two butcher knives, had undergone a mutation.

"Damn it, even at this time."

The change in his left hand did not surprise Huang Xing, he had already expected it.

After all, Huang Xing has never forgotten that the level of the ghost hand is not bronze, not silver, not even gold, it is black, which represents the power of taboo.

He just didn't expect that the ghost hand would undergo a change in such a short period of time.

At the same time, this sudden change only made Huang Xing's face solemn, and he was not afraid.

It's not that Huang Xing is fearless, but that he has confidence.

And soon, the facts proved that why the ghost hand changed, he was only dignified, but he didn't have the slightest fear.

Relying on his soul-thirsty hands, Huang Xing killed several evil spirits, among them even black coffin-level evil spirits like the butcher's knife.

When crushing evil spirits, the ghost hand will automatically absorb part of the breath to grow.

Such a thing was originally a good thing, after all, the growth of the ghost hand also represented the enhancement of Lu Chen.

However, the ghost hand is an arm infested with the aura of ghosts and gods, so it is taboo, and the aura of ghosts and gods is not so easy to control.

When Huang Xing was able to subdue the aura within, the ghost hand would be controlled by Huang Xing.

But once Huang Xing couldn't suppress it, his body would be infected by the aura of ghosts and gods, turning him into a lunatic who only knew how to kill. That is, even if Huang Xing didn't die, he wasn't alive.

This was the case before him. After crushing and absorbing several evil spirits, the dog-killing knife became the last straw. After completely absorbing and crushing it, Huang Xing's ghostly hand suddenly became hot.

In that heat flow, Huang Xing's arm was growing and strengthening like life.

But, at the same time, a dark breath also came out of the ghost's hands, and broke into Huang Xing's mind, trying to infect Huang Xing's spirit and soul.

"coming."

Concentrated in his heart, Huang Xing immediately closed his eyes and concentrated, ready to fight against the ghost hand.

However, just as Huang Xing closed his eyes, and the breath of the ghost hand invaded his mind, a sword sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

The sound of the sword that rose suddenly brought a sharpness of sword light coldly facing Kyushu, while the ghost hand was endless darkness.

The moment the two rose up in Huang Xing's mind, they began to fight each other.

Like two armies, the sword cry and the breath of ghost hands fought together in Huang Xing's mind.

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