Sword Saints Should Go Tank

"I got you, come out for me."

Accompanied by the cold feeling, Huang Xing let out a roar, and then pulled it suddenly.

With a sound of "Hula", a black phantom like fog was pulled out of the fog by Huang Xing.

Suddenly getting out of the mist, the evil creature was still a little dazed, as if it didn't believe that there was really someone who could pull it out of the mist.

It's just that there is no time for it to think.

Under the illumination of the totem flame, his body melted almost without Huang Xing's hands.

And as Huang Xing turned his left hand into a claw and waved it fiercely, the black shadow in the fog completely turned into thick smoke and dissipated.

At the same time, a reminder entered Huang Xing's mind.

[The system prompts that the host killed the remnant soul in the mist—gained 50 experience points]

The sudden reminder made Huang Xing's eyes brighten, and then, when the children were all under control.

Huang Xing didn't retreat, but stood beside the mist, like a fisherman, constantly stretched out his left hand, and grabbed towards the black shadow in the mist.

"Chila" "Chila" "Chila"

There are many black shadows in the mist, and there are too many black shadows, condensing in front of the mist, and stretching out their hands to grab the place shrouded in totem flames, they are longing for flesh and blood, and the breath of the soul.

But they, who yearn for flesh and blood, never thought that their figures in the mist could be violently pulled out of the mist.

"Ghost hand, this is a black taboo, the palm infected by the power of ghosts and gods, even if it is a soul, I can touch it with ghost hands, you will all die."

With such thoughts in mind, Huang Xing kept stretching out his ghostly hands.

Soon, the large fog in front of it became empty, and there were frightening ghosts wandering in it.

They were all pulled out by Huang Xing and killed directly.

However, after pulling out all the phantoms in front, Huang Xing was not satisfied, he turned his head to go to other places, and pulled up the phantoms in the fog.

But this time when he passed by, Huang Xing found that those phantoms didn't reach out any more, and all the phantoms even backed away a little bit, but this didn't frighten Huang Xing.

Relying on his strong energy and blood, Huang Xing stepped into the fog with half of his foot.

And this kind of stepping in also caused a large number of phantoms to rush in towards Huang Xing in an instant.

When the phantom came to him, Huang Xing only felt a chill appearing on him.

But regarding this, Huang Xing had no fear, on the contrary, there was a smile on his face that was about to be reaped.

"You all come here to me."

With a roar, Huang Xing opened his left hand wide, not only grabbing the phantom in front of him, but also grabbing the other phantoms rushing in one by one.

Of course, during this process, phantoms, even mist, surged madly towards Huang Xing's body.

That black shadow, like a ghost, can attach to the human body and be invaded by it. If it is lighter, it will cause a loss of vitality and blood, and a serious illness.

The more serious ones are being occupied by evil spirits and destroying everything.

But still the same sentence, ordinary people are afraid of black shadows, and the diffuse mist can also erode human bodies.

But Huang Xing is strong and strong, with sufficient energy and blood in his body, he is not afraid of any external erosion at all.

"My current physique, ordinary negative states, and even poison can't make me weak. Qi and blood will help me dissolve everything."

"As for physical attacks, as long as they don't break my head and heart, they won't kill me immediately."

"Besides, I still have fire cowhide on me. If I don't break through the fire cowhide, they can only cause blunt damage to me. I can resist hundreds of sticks for such an attack."

With such thoughts in his heart, like a fisherman, Huang Xing stepped into the mist with half of his foot, boldly catching the phantoms in the mist.

This action seems to have angered Xie Chong.

In an instant, a large number of phantoms rushed towards Huang Xing again, and the sound of the flute in the mist suddenly played in Huang Chen's direction.

This time, the voice was no longer soft and reassuring. The voice he made this time was like howling ghosts and wolves, which made people feel irritable, itchy all over, and more fantasizing, appearing in front of Huang Xing.

In that fantasy, Huang Chen's body seemed to become a demon's nest. A large number of evil insects came in and out of Huang Chen's body, and gnawed on Huang Chen's flesh and blood. At the same time, blood continued to flow out of Huang Chen's body.

What's even more frightening is that when the fantasy appeared in Huang Xing's eyes, his body actually cracked, as if there was a real injury on his body, and the phantom of the flute could be reflected in reality.

However, before the wounds on Huang Xing's body were completely formed, a coercion suddenly spread around with Huang Xing as the center.

Under that coercion, Huang Xing's fantasy was instantly shattered.

At the same time, a large number of black figures rushing over, wanting to erode Huang Xing's vitality, also stopped suddenly under that coercion. The next moment, they without bodies melted one by one under that coercion.

"You who only have phantoms can't bear my courage."

It can only be said that a black shadow without a body is naturally effective against ordinary people, but like Huang Xing, who can hurt people with courage, without a body, is an obvious weakness.

And not only the black shadow, but also the diffuse mist was also dispersed by Huang Xing's domineering air.

In an instant, the area around Huang Xing became empty, without shadows, fog, and not even a sound.

The sound of the flute also stopped at the moment when Huang Xing's domineering look unfolded.

One move of domineering domineering, clearing the field in an instant, this is the power of gold-level skills.

However, Huang Xing has seen such a skill many times, so he didn't feel too emotional, but ran towards other places.

"With the flame totem, as long as I pull out the evil spirits, I can kill them. Such a good thing, I can't let it go."

With this in mind, Huang Xing wanted to hunt Xie Chong, but when he turned his head and rushed to the mist, and was about to catch Xie Chong, those phantoms retreated and disappeared into the mist.

Such a situation made Huang Xing feel that something was wrong, he quickly turned his head to look at other places, and soon, a scene appeared that made his eyes tear apart.

In the mist, the ghosts that were originally vague and frightening disappeared at this time.

The scene of the ghost retreating did not make Huang Xing happy, but became completely angry.

"Trash, come out!"

"I remember meeting you in the wild before. You ran away at that time, so you dare not come out now?"

"Don't even dare to come out, you are evil, not a turtle!"

"Don't be cowardly, come out and do it!"

That phantom can provide experience points. Although it was killed by the flame totem, Huang Xing can also get fifty experience points.

But now, Xu Ying's retreat made Huang Xing unable to gain experience points, of course he would not be happy.

However, Huang Xing's loud shout did not get Xie Chong's response.

Even if he scolded his mother, there was no movement in the mist, which made Huang Xing feel a little uncomfortable.

However, just when Huang Xing was about to return to the group after cursing, he suddenly found that all the people in the group were looking at him with admiration.