Juggernaut should have meat costumes

There was even such a thing, when Huang Chen slashed out with a sword, all the barbarians were a little puzzled by Lu Chen's sudden swing of the sword energy, until the broad sword energy soared a thousand meters away, and there happened to be evil spirits appearing , collided with the sword energy, and completely turned into dust.

"This, what is this, suicide?"

"What kind of suicide? This is because His Royal Highness has the ability to predict and perceive the appearance of evil spirits in advance."

"Your Highness, you are so strong."

"You said, the reason why the evil spirits did not come out is because His Highness killed them all."

"It's very possible. Let me just say that His Royal Highness is not a character who just sits and waits to be killed. It turns out that His Highness has already killed outside the village."

……

The scene where the evil spirit hit the sword energy on its own initiative made many barbarians respect Huang Xing as a god. At the same time, his constant swinging of the sword also made the barbarian fighters feel something.

However, Huang Xing didn't care about the discussion of his clansmen. At this moment, he was feeling a benefit of long-distance attack.

Attacking from a thousand meters away, not to mention barbarians, even many evil spirits would not be able to perceive it.

And if they can't even perceive it, they will naturally be unable to attack.

Even if Xie Chong senses it, he can't attack it. Not everyone can transmit power thousands of meters away.

Although Xie Chong's many abilities are weird, they need to be launched at close range, and attacks from a thousand meters away make them unable to hurt Huang Xing no matter how weird their abilities are.

Therefore, with the ultra-long attack distance, Huang Xing didn't need to defend at all. As long as he kept attacking, he could kill the evil spirits.

Just like that, the killing was going on non-stop, there were two big ghosts and gods outside, and the fish that slipped through the net had Huang Chen's sword aura soaring, and the evil beings attracted by the totem fire were like moths, walking towards death non-stop .

But it wasn't just Xie Chong who were helpless, those barbarian warriors were also a little speechless looking at Huang Xing under the totem pole.

Especially those Wu Zhu, after looking at each other, there was a bit of bitterness on their faces.

"I used to hear that following His Royal Highness the Thirteenth Prince, Xie Chong needed to fight for it. I still didn't believe it. Now it seems that they still underestimated His Royal Highness. They wanted to grab it, and they couldn't even see it."

"Indeed, His Royal Highness is too strong."

"However, can you keep going like this? It's too much effort for Your Highness to do this. Why don't we persuade His Highness the Prince?"

……

The barbarians were warlike and cared more about Huang Xing. Soon, several leaders' sons came to Huang Xing in a team.

"Your Highness, please rest for a while, just leave ordinary evil spirits to us."

"That's right, Boss, you'd better save your strength to deal with powerful evil spirits. I, Man Xiong, can still deal with ordinary evil spirits."

……

If it was in the past, Huang Xing would agree with them. After all, at that time, Huang Xing's energy and blood were not endless. King against king, soldier against soldier, it is the best way to save your strength to deal with the strong among evil spirits.

But now, feeling the continuous power from Avalon, Huang Xing had a righteous expression on his face.

"When you fight, you die. You are all my people, and you have family members. I don't want you to die, and I don't want your family members to be sad."

"And don't worry, I'm not tired."

With these words, Huang Xing wanted the barbarians to retreat, but unexpectedly, after hearing his words, Huang Xing's people wanted to let Huang Chen rest even more.

This is something that Huang Xing cannot allow. Killing evil spirits is not only to protect the clansmen, but also to gain experience points.

Therefore, Huang Xing's eyes widened, and he said directly: "Don't worry, I know how to measure, and it's not like you don't have things to do, now you rest first, tomorrow, you will be busy."

"Tomorrow? It's not bad for one person to watch all night."

Huang Xing's words finally calmed down those barbarians.

It's a pity that they thought they would have a chance to fight the evil tomorrow, but Huang Xing wanted to tell them that they were overthinking.

Under Huang Xing's order, most of the barbarians went to rest around the sky whale, only some of the barbarians were patrolling, and Huang Xing, under the totem pole, kept waving his sword.

This repetitive action of constantly perceiving and then swinging the sword is a bit boring, but when absorbing the divinity of fear and nightmares, Huang Xing once sat in the dark for several years (consciousness).

Not to mention, when he first received the enlightenment from the Sword God, Huang Xing practiced on his own to improve the proficiency of the master of swordsmanship. Therefore, Huang Xing didn't pay attention to a little boringness.

Moreover, there are pleasant system prompts, which keep ringing in Huang Xing's ears.

The constant sound of experience value being credited made Huang Xing even less boring.

In this way, the night passed, and when the dawn was approaching, a terrifying evil spirit finally descended.

That evil spirit is a magic flute, the flute sounds strange but has a strange beauty, and behind the magic flute, there are a large number of human beings, moving forward with the magic flute.

Those humans seem normal, but ordinary people can travel in the wilderness, which is the biggest abnormality.

The momentum of hundreds of people walking together was still great. At this time, the first ghost and the second ghost were dealing with another evil spirit that had reached the blood level. Therefore, the magic flute bypassed them and entered the surrounding area of ​​the village.

The strange sound of the flute woke up many barbarians, and many barbarians walked towards the magic flute with strange expressions.

Obviously, the sound of the flute has the ability to control humans, and this also reminded Ya loudly.

"Be careful, close your ears, that evil spirit can..."

Ya still wanted to say something, but at this moment, a righteous voice sounded from the middle of the village.

"Deadly with justice, I pronounce sentence, you are guilty!"

"Demacia!"

Under the call of the righteous spirit, a giant sword rises from the sky. Before the evil spirit enters the village, the gorgeous giant sword descends from the sky like a missile. The subordinate evil spirits around the magic flute were wiped out in one fell swoop.

And until the magic flute was completely destroyed, some people just woke up, and even many barbarian warriors were awakened by the explosion of the gorgeous giant sword.

After waking up, they immediately asked their surroundings: "What happened, is there a powerful evil spirit coming?"

These words made the guarded barbarians not know what to say. After a long while, someone said:

"It is true that a powerful evil spirit is coming, but it doesn't matter, you can continue to sleep!"

"Fuck, there are powerful evil spirits coming, how can we sleep?"

"It doesn't matter, that evil spirit is very strong, but our prince is even stronger. Before that evil spirit entered the village, he was beheaded by His Highness the prince."

The barbarian warrior who said this, looked at the tiankeng outside, and felt pity for the magic flute in his heart.

The clansman woke up, and Huang Xing also felt it. Looking at the clansman who was awakened by him, Huang Xing was also a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry to disturb you, I will make the battle less loud."

These words made Ya, who had woken up, looked up at the sky, and was speechless for a long time.