Sword Saints Should Go Tank

"Being blessed by the four effects, I'm usually fine, but once I get angry, I'm too impulsive!"

"I even hit more than 100 times, and even killed more than 70 times. Normally, I wouldn't do this at all."

"No, you can't do that in the future."

Panting heavily, Huang Xing, whose blood had not yet cooled down, reflected on his behavior.

However, just as Huang Xing made up his mind, Ji Hongdie's surprised voice rang out.

"Brother Chen, be careful, the evil you killed is not the fulcrum here, the fulcrum here..."

Ji Hongdie wanted to say something more, but there was no chance.

When she spoke, a sense of trance suddenly hit Huang Xing and the others.

After being in a trance, Huang Xing found that the shredded temple he had smashed just now had returned to its original state. At the same time, an overwhelming coercion suddenly descended on Huang Xing and the others.

The coercion was very tyrannical, like a mouse seeing a cat. As soon as that coercion appeared, fear appeared in the hearts of all the barbarians.

"What's going on, is the attack just now an illusion?"

Looking around, Huang Xing was a little surprised to find that not only the surrounding copper statues had been finished, but also there was a statue in the center of the temple at this time, at some point.

The statue was shrouded in a ray of light, and its appearance could not be seen, but soon, there was no need to look at it.

Looking directly at the statue, Huang Xing's eyes instantly shed blood and tears, and his eyes immediately turned into pitch blackness.

"my eyes."

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you."

"Help."

It was not Huang Xing who exclaimed, but other barbarians. Like Huang Xing, their eyes were also blind.

At the same time, after being blinded, the coercion became even stronger, and a vague statue of a god appeared in the minds of the barbarians.

As the statue gradually became clear, Huang Xing and the others had an inexplicable feeling that the moment the sculpture was formed was also the moment when they and the others died.

Blindness, coupled with the gradually clear sculpture in the heart, made the minds of the barbarians gradually swallowed by fear.

And among them, Huang Xing was not immune, although he kept trying to calm himself down.

But as the blurred picture in his mind gradually became clear, the fear in his heart could not be shaken off no matter what.

Even, compared to other people, Huang Xing is more afraid.

No way, he had such an experience once, so he knew what the blurred picture was.

That is God, an unstoppable, inviolable, great existence that cannot even be called by name.

Because he knew the greatness of the gods, Huang Xing was even more frightened at this time. He knew clearly that when the face of the gods was formed, he would surely die.

How can it not be frightening that all this cannot be reversed.

It's just that there are different types of fear. Some people are afraid and will kneel down and beg for mercy, unable to move.

But some people fear, it is a little hysterical.

As for Huang Xing, he undoubtedly belonged to the latter type. The inescapable fear made him upset, and after the battle just now, Huang Xing's blood was still not cold, and his boiling fighting spirit did not stop.

Therefore, when the fear was unstoppable, Huang Xing had no burden at all, and he completely fell into madness.

"Hahahaha, what a powerful existence, to meet a god in a strange world, my luck is really bad!"

"However, even if it is a god, if he wants to kill me, he must ask about the sword in my hand."

Huang Xing, who fell into madness, swung his blade at the god.

"Come on, fight, kill me with your own hands!"

Huang Xing, who was driven into madness by fear, roared and jumped up, slashing at the god.

The crazy Huang Xing dared to swing his sword even against gods.

The existence of intuition allows Huang Xing to perceive things even if his eyes are blind. Therefore, the direction of his jump is very correct.

However, as he got closer, the fear in Huang Xing's heart became heavier and heavier.

"If you leave here, you will die."

"You can never win."

"That's a god, and there's no shame in yielding."

...

Such thoughts appeared more and more in Huang Xing's mind, and the constantly beating sense of crisis also made Huang Xing understand that he might just be a moth to the flame.

However, if it was in a normal state, Huang Xing might hesitate for a while.

But now, due to various skills, his sanity has been reduced, and he has become hysterical due to fear. This kind of Huang Xing has fallen into a semi-crazy state.

Therefore, although the crisis kept beating, it did not make him retreat, but instead made his blood beat yours faster.

"Lao Tzu, I want to become a man who kills the sky with the blood of the emperor!"

Amidst such an angry roar, Huang Chen slammed his sword fiercely at the "God" in front of him

As he got close to the gods, Huang Xing's consciousness had completely turned blank, unable to think about anything.

But unable to think, Huang Xing's body still remembered the last order.

Holding an iron sword, Huang Xing slammed at the god.

"Boom", a loud noise came from beside Huang Chen's ears.

In the loud noise, Huang Xing only felt that he had smashed something.

"I killed a god?"

The broken things made Huang Xing regain his sanity a little bit.

But soon, Huang Xing felt that the idea just now was wrong. If the gods were really so weak, they wouldn't let themselves be so afraid.

And just when Huang Xing was thinking, he suddenly found that his eyes, at some point, could see again.

At the same time, Huang Xing also discovered that what he smashed just now was not a god, but an incense burner burning with smoke.

[The system prompts that the host killed Xueli Xiechong—Shenqian Incense Burner, and gained 5,000 experience points]

"Censer, this, is it just a hallucination, I was fascinated by the smoke in the incense burner?"

"But it's not right. If it's an illusion, my master swordsmanship and domineering look will definitely react?"

There was a lot of confusion in his heart, but Huang Xing's movements were not slow. After knowing that the smoke was harmful, Huang Xing immediately swung his long sword and swept forward.

Ferocious power, with endless wind.

Huang Xing's sword is a self-created wind barrier, of course, it is different from Yasuo's wind barrier that can withstand all long-range attacks.

Huang Chen's sword, just relying on his intuition, created a gust of wind.

Even a stronger crossbow can't stop the wind, but it can still blow away the smoke from the incense burner in front of him.

Soon, the smoke was blown aside by Huang Xing.

And as the smoke dissipated, the group of barbarians who were in fear also slowly woke up.

To Huang Xing's surprise, the first one to wake up was not Ya, the bloody warrior, but Ji Hongdie, who was protected by the guardian god and suffered the least damage.

After all, they were all soldiers from the royal court, and their strength was not weak. With Ji Hongdie's awakening, the others also slowly awakened.

They just woke up, looking at the broken temple, thinking about the situation just now, they all cursed angrily.

"Fuck, I was squinted by the illusion."

"What a powerful illusion. The me just now, but I can't think of anything, only fear in my heart."

"I thought I was going to die this time."

"Me too. Fortunately, Brother Chen is here."

...

Lu Xing didn't care about everyone's discussion, he came to Ji Hongdie's side and asked directly.

"Has the fulcrum been destroyed this time, and what was that just now? Simple illusions can't create such an effect."

The domineering existence made Huang Xing completely resistant to illusions. Therefore, Huang Xing, who was awake, did not think that the things in front of him were illusions.

And soon, Ji Hongdie, who was well-informed, also gave Huang Xing the answer.

"The fulcrum has been cleared. We have all been deceived. The fulcrum here is this incense burner, not the bronze statue."

"As for the situation just now, you said a lot. It is indeed not an illusion, but poisonous smoke."