Juggernaut should have meat costumes

When he said this, Huang Xing became interested, he really wanted to go to Lingyun Sword Sect.

"If you go to their Sword Sect headquarters, you should be able to complete the sword test in one morning."

"The heroes of the sword test are almost finished now, so there is no need to rush, but you can go later."

"My first route is the sword master, and the battle between the sword saint and other swordsmen will be indispensable. Therefore, there must be a lot of trials to challenge the swordsman in the future. If the task of fighting the swordsman appears again, I can go there Go shopping."

Poor Ling Yan didn't know that, within a few words, Huang Xing had the desire to go to her house.

And being visited by Huang Xing, the Lingyun Sword Sect will definitely not feel good.

Thinking about some bad thoughts in his heart, Huang Xing also said on the other side: "Don't worry, I didn't target you in particular, the reason why I kept fighting with you just now is because I am also a swordsman, and I want to see the strength of your Yunzhou swordsmen .”

When he said this, Huang Xing clapped the meteor sword in his hand, he wanted to show his identity as a swordsman.

However, when he struck the long sword, the iron armor in Huang Xing's hand made a "clang bang" sound with the long sword, which really couldn't be associated with the swordsman.

And after such words were spoken, Ling Yan's face on the opposite side became even more ugly. Obviously, she thought that Huang Xing was talking nonsense.

That expression of disbelief made Huang Xing feel hurt, and what made Huang Xing even more uncomfortable was that when the barbarians below heard what Huang Xing said, they cheered in various ways.

"Your Highness is a swordsman, I have a bald head, and I am also a monk."

"Fart, you're fucking bald, see the stick in my hand, I'm a monk."

……

Chapter 236

"You have a wooden stick in your hand, why don't you say you are a charmer?"

"According to what His Highness said, I can indeed be a charmer."

"Everyone, have you seen the sword in my hand? You can also call me a swordsman in the future."

……

The sound of cheering bursts out, making Huang Xing's face a little dark. Although he has grown stronger and has more means, and the addition is mainly based on physical fitness, Huang Xing has always thought that he is a swordsman.

But when Huang Xing was helpless, Ling Yan, who was opposite him, became completely indifferent.

"Barbarian, you can't call yourself a swordsman with a sword. Let me tell you what is real swordsmanship."

When she said this, she actually rushed towards Huang Xing head-on. Regarding this, Huang Xing naturally would not be polite, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was ready to grab her.

"What is a real swordsman, hehe, I should be the one to tell you!"

As a swordsman's self-esteem, Huang Xing, who was ridiculed, became angry.

However, after stretching out his hand, something that surprised Huang Xing happened. When he was caught by Wanxiang Tianyin, the girl burst into pieces.

Of course, instead of exploding into pieces of flesh and blood, it turned into a cloud of white mist.

As soon as the fog appeared, it spread rapidly, and in a short time, the entire ring was shrouded in fog.

At this time, Ling Yan's cold voice also sounded.

"Your ability is indeed good, but don't think that you can restrain my Lingyun Sword Sect with just one ability. We are far stronger than you think."

When the sound sounded, Huang Xing could feel that the sound came from all directions, which made Huang Xing unable to locate it at all.

At the same time, what made Huang Xing uncomfortable was that the fog had the ability to cover his senses. Huang Xing's vision and hearing were greatly hindered in the fog.

Even, even his intuition, Huang Xing felt that it was covered with a layer of dust, a little unclear.

Under such circumstances, Huang Xing frowned and grabbed a few times in several directions. When Huang Xing stretched out his hand, there was still a figure there, but when Wanxiang Tianyin was opened, the figure exploded into mist.

And as time passed, not only was the fog on the ring thicker and thicker, but there were also more and more white shadows in the fog, and those figures were even blurry. Such a scene really shocked Huang Xing.

"Fuck, the Wuyin Silent Killing Technique that Taodi will not be cut, no, it is stronger than that. The Taodi in the mist is still a human body, and that guy's body has directly turned into mist. Bloodline or skills?"

While Huang Xing was thinking, there was a voice in the fog.

"I am invisible in the fog, but you can't grasp the invisible, this time, you failed."

"Eight places."

"Huh? There are more than eight locations for me. I am everywhere in the fog."

"Throat, lungs, lungs, liver, carotid artery, subclavian artery, kidney, heart, so, which one should be chosen?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a moment of silence in the fog, and finally, a cold female voice echoed around.

"That's what I should have said."

"It's indeed what you should say. I think you in the fog say such words with a cold voice, which can cause great psychological pressure."

Such words silenced the fog again. Obviously, that girl didn't expect that Huang Xing would teach her.

After a long silence, a slightly helpless voice sounded.

"What is this? Showing affection, but you have defeated so many of my brothers and sisters, I will not let you go, but please rest assured, I will not attack those vital points."

"No, you attack at will."

Having said that, with a wave of Huang Xing's long sword, a wave of shocking sword energy was set off by Huang Xing, and shot straight into the distance.

The sword energy was so sharp that it not only cut through the thick fog, but also cracked the ground.

However, the scars on the earth are still there, but the mist has returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.

It can only be said that if Ling Yan is willing to come up, she is naturally somewhat sure, and her ability does restrain Huang Xing somewhat.

And when Huang Xing started to attack, a figure suddenly appeared from his side, and a misty sword energy directly hit Huang Xing's cheek.

However, although Huang Xing's intuition was weakened by the fog, he still felt such a crisis. Therefore, at the moment when the fog-colored sword energy struck, Huang Xing sensed it.

However, after knowing it, Huang Xing didn't dodge, but threw out a punch. He wanted to take a hard blow and defeat the enemy.

It's a pity that although Huang Xing thought well, things were not as good as Huang Chen's imagination.

The mist was basically a clone, and Huang Xing's punch directly caused the mist clone to collapse, but the fog-like sword energy made a cut in Huang Xing's face.

This was the first time that Huang Xing was injured since the ring battle. A drop of blood appeared on Huang Xing's face. Of course, in the blink of an eye, the wound closed.

He touched his cheek casually, and looked at the blood color on his hand, which was stained red by blood drops. Huang Xing was silent for a long time before he made a sound.

"It's nice of you to hurt me."