Chapter 440: 100% crit

Cang!
The blade light flashed, everything returned to peace. I don't know when, that Wang Batian already appeared behind Yang Feng, standing with a one-armed sword, majestic and majestic.
His eyes were full of indifference, as if to see the vicissitudes of the world.
It's over, but in an instant, everything is annihilated.
Yang Xiaoyi stared at the haggard figure closely, eyes full of shock.
Although he couldn't see exactly how Wang Batian's sword was cut out, the coldness and fear that had penetrated into his soul just now made him understand that this is a sword that can kill all things in the world.
Both the Poison King and the Corpse King looked at all of this with solemn expressions, and their hearts throbbed.
Unexpectedly, this old Wang Ba's skill has been restored to this level, and it is no less impressive than that of the scary sword demon back then.
Under this knife, the leader he...
Suddenly, the two Poison Kings looked at Yang Feng together, with a worried expression on their faces.
Yang Feng stood in a daze. He still didn't realize what was going on, but when he heard a muffled sound, the clothes on his body suddenly broke apart, and a bright red mark flashed on his chest and disappeared. There was blood oozing out, but it quickly recovered as before, without any scars.
But even so, this was the first time Yang Feng was chopped and bleeded since he came to this world.
At the same time, a red light slowly emerged into the air.
Crit 666!
What?
I slashed Lao Tzu 666 drops of blood.
Although these 666 drops of blood were nothing to Yang Feng's million blood volume, and with his resilience, he was instantly restored.
A green light flashed, and Yang Feng was full of blood again.
However, this was the first time that Yang Feng, a full-level mage, was knocked out of so much blood.
Even his powerful defense and blood volume can be knocked out so much blood, those other people, don't they want to be knocked out by this old for thousands of blood points?
This sword is absolutely abnormal, it is no wonder that he doesn't need a second sword to cut people, he basically hangs it with one sword!
Ding!
At this time, the long-lost system voice sounded, and Yang Feng raised his brows and said inwardly.
Huh, there is the power of faith in the account again?
But only listened to the system solemnly said in a soft voice: The system friendly reminds that the opponent the player is facing now has a 100% crit attribute, please be cautious. Pay attention to the safety of blood volume to prevent death! "
100% crit attribute? "
Frowning, Yang Feng looked surprised and asked: What does this mean? "
System science tips remind that the crit rate of general monsters is less than 5%, even with equipment, it is difficult to exceed 20%. The crit rate of top monsters is about 40%, 100%. The percentage of crit rate is definitely a rare and wonderful thing, please consider it by yourself. "
Wow, with a 100% crit rate, wouldn't it be possible to perform every move beyond normal?
It's no wonder that he is absolutely perfect, what a baby!
Thinking of this, Yang Feng couldn't help being overjoyed, this time he really picked up the treasure.
This tutor is hired back, it's absolutely worth it!
warehouse!
At the same time, Wang Batian shook his blade, and the blade screamed in the air. "
Lie down for a month? "
Upon hearing this, the Poison King and the others were immediately shocked: What do you mean by this, is it possible..."
Without looking back at them, Wang Batian just said indifferently: The old man has kept his hands, what are you going to do? "
Young Master! "
Hearing these words, the two elders couldn't help but become anxious. They looked at Yang Feng, but saw that Yang Feng still stood silently, and couldn't help worrying more.
Could this knife have severely injured him and lost consciousness?
But soon, Yang Feng turned around suddenly, looked at that Wang Batian with excitement, and smiled: Old Wang Ba, you really have a hand, it seems that Lao Tzu must recruit you as a tutor. "
what? He didn't fall down? "
His pupils shrank fiercely. Wang Batian turned his head abruptly and looked at Yang Feng's undamaged figure, especially the shirt that was clearly torn apart on his chest, but there was no trace of it inside. The chest was immediately stunned.
how is this possible? Although the old man avoided his vitals with this knife, there is no reason why he can't leave any scars, right? "
I said long ago, you let your horse come here, what to avoid? "
Raising his brows, Yang Feng looked at him triumphantly: How about it, take it. If you didn't cut Lao Tzu down, then go back to be a tutor with Lao Tzu obediently, and pass on your 100% crit ability to my second brother. "
What 100% crit, I don't know what you are talking about. "
His face couldn't help but twitched fiercely, Wang Batian stared at Yang Feng, unwilling, the blade in his hand raised again and shouted: Just now, the old man was afraid that he would kill you by mistake, so he kept his hand. But now it seems that you are really a terrible opponent, the old man can rest assured to use all his strength, huh! "
Perfect!
As soon as the voice fell, Wang Batian's terrifying blade drew across again, with a triumphant smile at the corner of his mouth: Now, it's time for you to fall! "
What a shit! "
puff!
With a muffled sound, Yang Feng patted him directly on the back of the head, pointed to the two openings in his clothes and said: Look at you, you made another opening in my good clothes, what should I do? My dress is a limited edition customized by the Nanzhao Royal Family. It is not available outside and is very expensive. If you can't afford to pay, come to our house as a tutor and work part-time to pay off the debt. "
How come... the old man's full blow..."
His face couldn't help but he twitched twice. At this moment, Wang Batian couldn't help being completely dumbfounded.
For the first time in all these years, he couldn't cut down a person with two consecutive swords.
Unable to help, Wang Batian's sword-holding hand trembled slightly, and he waved the sword again and again, and shouted fiercely: I don’t believe in this evil anymore, with one sword, one sword, and one sword..."
Puff puff……
Half an hour later, Wang Batian chopped more than a thousand knives, panting with exhaustion.
Yang Feng was chopped up and down to pieces, like a beggar, with a rag head on his body, revealing his strong body, but there are still no scratches, and he immediately covered it with a little shame: Old man, my clothes are really real It’s very expensive, and now it’s been cut into this by you, and you can’t make up for it. How can you pay for it? "
you you……"
Panting heavily, Wang Batian was completely stunned, looked at Yang Feng in horror, and cursed: You monster, how did you practice? The old man has never cut a person so many knives since he walked the rivers and lakes, and the other person has not fallen. Are you a man or a ghost? "
I'm just a recruiter of tutors. How about, come to our Yang family to teach, and the treatment is favorable! "
Don't go! "
bump!
Wang Batian shouted angrily, but suddenly heard a loud noise. Yang Feng knocked him out with a hand knife, and snorted coldly: Is it up to you now? If I broke this limited edition expensive clothes of Lao Tzu, let's work in this life to pay off debts, huh! "
After finishing talking, Yang Feng had directly carried Wang Batian's thin body, like a mountain king who had snatched back Mrs. Press, and walked away...