clang!

The sword light flashed, everything returned to peace. At some point, Wang Batian had already appeared behind Yang Feng, standing with one arm, holding the knife, majestic.

Inside her eyes, there was a lot of indifference, as if she saw the vicissitudes of the world.

It was over, but in a moment, everything was annihilated.

Yang Xiaoyi stared at the withered figure tightly, his eyes full of shock.

Although he couldn't see how Wang Batian cut out the sword, the coldness and fear that penetrated his soul just now made him understand that this was the peerless sword that could kill everything in the world.

The Poison King and the Corpse King also looked at all this with a serious look on their faces, and their hearts were beating around.

Unexpectedly, the old turtle's skills have returned to this level, which is no less than the deep impression that the terrifying sword demon gave back then.

Then under this knife, the leader...

Suddenly, the Poison King and the others looked at Yang Feng together, with a look of worry on their faces.

Yang Feng stood there in a daze, not knowing what was going on, but when he heard a muffled sound, his clothes suddenly cracked, and a bright red mark flashed on his chest, and even blood oozed out, but it soon recovered as before, with no scar at all.

But even so, this is the first time that Yang Feng was cut and bleeding after coming to this world.

At the same time, a red light slowly emerged into the air.

Critical strike 666!

What?

I cut 666 drops of blood with one knife. Is it so mad?

Although these 666 drops of blood were nothing to Yang Feng's millions of blood, and with his recovery, he recovered as before in an instant.

A green light flashed, and Yang Feng was full of blood again.

However, this is the first time that Yang Feng, a full-level mage, has been knocked out so much blood.

Even his powerful defense and blood volume can be knocked out so much blood. Aren’t the other people going to be knocked out by this old turtle?

This sword Juetian is indeed perverted. No wonder he doesn’t need a second sword to cut people, he basically takes one sword!

bite!

At this time, the long-lost system sounded, Yang Feng raised his eyebrows and said to himself.

Hey, is it the power of faith that has been recorded?

But the system only heard the system solemnly say in a gentle voice: The system friendly reminder that the opponents players are facing now have 100% critical strike attributes, please be cautious. Pay attention to the safety of health and prevent death from being exploded!"

100% critical hit attribute?”

With a trembling brow, Yang Feng said in surprise: What does this mean?"

System science tips remind you that the critical hit rate of monsters is less than 5%. Even if you add equipment, it is difficult to exceed 20%. The critical hit rate of top monsters is about 40%. The critical hit rate of 100% is definitely a very rare and weird thing. Please consider it yourself."

Wow, with a 100% critical strike rate, wouldn’t every move be able to perform exceptionally well?

No wonder he was so scared, he was such a treasure!

Thinking of this, Yang Feng couldn't help but be overjoyed. He really found a treasure this time.

This tutor is definitely worth it!

warehouse!

At the same time, Wang Batian swung the blade and the sharp blade made a wave of hissing in the air, murmured: It's over, I didn't take any ruthless moves, I'll just lie in the bed for a month."

Lying for a month?”

When he heard this, the Poison King and the others were shocked: What do you mean, can you?”

Without looking back at them, Wang Batian just said lightly: I have already kept my hands, what else do you have to do?"

Young Master Yang!”

Hearing this sentence, the two elders couldn't help but look at Yang Feng, but saw Yang Feng still standing silently, and he couldn't help but worry even more.

Could it be that this knife had already severely injured him and lost consciousness?

But soon, Yang Feng suddenly turned around, looked at Wang Batian with excitement, and said with a smile: Old Tyrant, you really have a skill. It seems that I must recruit you into a tutor."

What? He didn't fall down?"

His pupils couldn't help but shrink violently. Wang Batian turned his head suddenly and looked at Yang Feng's intact figure incredibly, especially the obviously torn clothes on his chest, but there was no trace of his chest, and he was immediately confused.

How is it possible? Although my husband avoided his vital points with this knife, there is no reason why he can't even leave any scars, right?"

I've said a long time ago, let's go over, what can you avoid?"

With a raised brow, Yang Feng looked at him with a proud look: How about it, be convinced. Your sword, Juetian, didn’t cut me down, then go back to be a tutor with me, and pass on your 100% critical attack ability to my second brother, and don’t hide your personal information!"

What a 100% critical hit, I don’t know what you are talking about.”

He couldn't help but thrust hard. Wang Batian stared at Yang Feng tightly, feeling unwilling to accept that the blade in his hand raised again and shouted: I was afraid that I would kill you by accident just now, so I kept my hand. But now it seems that you are really a terrible opponent. I can use all my strength with confidence, hum!"

One sword is the sky!

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Batian's terrifying blade streaked over again, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: Now, you should fall down!"

It's a big deal!"

puff!

With a muffled sound, Yang Feng directly patted the back of his head, pointed at the two cuts on his clothes and said: Look at you, you cut another cut in my pretty clothes, what should I do? My clothes are limited to Nanzhao Royal Family, and they can't be bought outside, and they are very expensive. If you can't afford it, come to our house as a tutor and work to pay off the debt."

How could it be... My husband's full blow..."

He couldn't help but sucked his face twice. At this moment, Wang Batian was completely stunned.

This is the first time that he has been unable to cut down a person in two consecutive stabs in the past few years.

Unable to help, Wang Batian's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and waved the knife again and roared: I don't believe in this evil anymore, one sword, one sword, one sword..."

Puff puff puff...

Half an hour later, Wang Batian cut more than a thousand knives, and was so tired that he was panting.

Yang Feng's whole body was chopped to pieces, like a beggar, wearing a rag head, revealing his strong body, but there were still no scratches. He immediately covered him with a little shyness: Old turtle, my clothes are really expensive, and now you cut them like this, you can't even make up for them. How can you compensate?"

You…you…”

With a big breath, Wang Batian was completely stunned. He looked at Yang Feng with horror and cursed: How did you practice this monster? I have never cut so many swords for a person since I walked around the world. The other party has not fallen yet. Are you a human or a ghost?"

I am just a recruiter of tutors. How about it? Come to our Yang family to teach, and the treatment will be better!"

Don't go!"

bump!

Wang Batian shouted angrily, but suddenly heard a loud noise. Yang Feng knocked him out with a knife and snorted coldly: Can you still be allowed to do it now? I broke my limited edition precious clothes and work to pay off my debts in this life, hum!"
Chapter completed!