Sword Saints Should Go Tank

[Ding, the system prompts that the progress of the host's 100-smelting steel trial task has reached 10000/10000, and it has been completed]

[The current host can use 1000 experience points to advance the reinforced iron frame to silver]

"It has been completed, but unfortunately, I have no experience value at all now."

In the strange world, Huang Xing gained a lot of things, whether it is experience value, divinity, or luck, it is very useful.

It's a pity that in order to improve the bloodline of the barbarian king, Huang Xing used up all the experience points. Now he has completed the trial mission, but the experience points are not enough.

"I need to go hunting, take a rest today, arrange things here, and go to fight with the pioneer battalion tomorrow."

Thinking in his heart, when Huang Xing stretched out his hand, those iron rods that hit him were caught in Huang Xing's hands.

Then, with a little force, Huang Xing threw those people out.

"Okay, my training has been completed, thank you all."

Having said that, Huang Xing was about to leave.

At this moment, a system notification sounded.

[The system prompts that the host defeated the brutal warrior—Hou Shi, and gained 5 experience points]

[The system prompts that the host defeated the brutal blood warrior... and gained 5 experience points]

...

By throwing the others away, Huang Xing has defeated them. Therefore, Huang Xing gained 50 experience points in one go.

However, these experience points did not make Huang Xing feel a little fluctuant.

"Silver skills are okay, they only cost one thousand, but now I need several thousand every time I level up, and there are gold skills, which are skills that can only be upgraded once in units of 100,000 experience points.

"Just relying on the experience points obtained by defeating others is simply a drop in the bucket."

Because of this, Huang Xing didn't have the idea of ​​staying here to bully the blood warriors, he was going to leave.

However, when he took a step, Huang Xing found that the barbarians around him were looking at him with some fiery eyes.

Then, a warrior of the barbaric level actually stepped forward.

"Prince Thirteen, are you here to recruit your subordinates? I, Lu Dong, have a lot of strength, can I join your team?"

"Get out of the way, you dare to join the prince's team if you are just a savage, you underestimate the prince too much."

"His Royal Highness, I'm Wei Ying. I'm already a savage. Can I join your team?"

"His Royal Highness Prince……"

A lot of shouting made Huang Xing unable to move.

However, those who called Huang Xing also gave Huang Xing some headaches, he didn't have so many resources to support these people.

Huang Xing was distressed, but the Seventh Prince who was watching beside him clenched his fists and felt very uneasy.

He had no way to calm down. He paid a lot of money to win over the barbarians. Most of the supplies supported by Yunzhou were used by him to buy armor, weapons, and equip the barbarians.

But he was so troubled, until now, his team is still dominated by barbarians.

But now, seeing that Huang Xing just showed off, there are a lot of savages who want to join his team, how can this make the Seventh Prince calm.

It can only be said that Yunzhou blood has given him a lot of support, but at the same time, being too close to Yunzhou has also made countless barbarians dissatisfied with him.

While quarreling over there, suddenly, two strong men pushed aside the crowd and came to Huang Xing.

Being pushed away suddenly, those barbarians were a little annoyed at first, but after seeing the figure clearly, their anger was suppressed.

And Huang Xing, looking at the two people in front of him, became vigilant in his heart, and Huang Xing felt a threat from them.

"You are the thirteenth prince, right? Our father is very optimistic about you. He asked us to join your team, but if you want to subdue us, show your strength."

Saying so, one of them took a fighting stance directly.

"Are you the son of the chief?"

Although he is a barbarian, Huang Xing, who can make the barbarian king's blood reach the intermediate level, feels threatened, and there will be a golden blood on the opposite side.

Besides the prince, the one with the golden blood is the son of the leader.

"I am Weisong from the Yak Tribe, let's fight."

Looking at his posture, Huang Xing really wanted to tell him that he didn't want to recruit his subordinates.

However, after thinking for a while, Huang Xing did not refuse.

"Although defeating the enemy, rather than killing them, you get very little experience points, but this is experience points after all, and you can get a little bit."

Thinking of this, Huang Xing directly held the long sword in his hand, and looked at Weisong.

"bring it on."

As Huang Xing's voice fell, Weisong on the opposite side charged directly at Huang Xing.

"Moo...!"

I don't know if it's because of his skills or his blood, but when Weisong charged, a phantom of a bloody bull appeared on him.

The blood-colored phantom was three meters high and five meters long. When it charged, it was unstoppable like a train.

There was no thought of retreating, and the figure charged very quickly, without giving Huang Chen any time to retreat, holding the sword in both hands, Huang Chen swung the long sword round and directly smashed towards the opposite side.

【Fatal blow】

【Strike】

"Get down on the ground."

Huang Xing, who was standing still, collided with Weisong's charging figure.

When Huang Xing's iron sword fell down, Weisong crossed his hands to resist on his head, and his body rushed towards Huang Xing with all his strength.

Not only Huang Xing, but other barbarians also don't like to back down, and they all like to confront barbarians head-on.

Barbarian battles are often based on strength. Whoever has the strongest strength and high physical strength can win, and it is like this now.

Being hit by Weisong with all his strength, Huang Xing only felt an irresistible force that wanted to throw him away.

Fortunately, Huang Xing's foot was very stable, and he went all out to insert his legs into the ground.

But even so, Huang Xing, who had his legs on the ground, was knocked back more than ten meters, and two plow marks appeared in the center of the field.

However, when Huang Xing retreated, the Weisong was even more miserable. Although he resisted Huang Chen's iron sword with both hands, how could he easily resist the power of Huang Xing's domination of the whole body.

Before the bloodline of the barbarian king reached the intermediate level, Huang Xing's strength reached 76. The bloodline of the intermediate level barbarian king added another 50 points to Huang Chen's strength, and finally he had a fatal blow to control his whole body's strength.

All of this made Huang Xing's physical attack unrivaled.

The Weisong in front of him is the best example. Although he has the blessing of golden blood and released a blood-colored phantom, such power still cannot resist Huang Xing's offensive.

With all his strength, Huang Xing hit him directly to the ground, and even the ground was smashed into a pothole full of cracks.

But it has to be said that humans with golden blood are not weak.

The next moment, Weisong crawled out from the ground covered in blood, and at the same time, his injuries were also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Standing on the earth, I will never be defeated."