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Without speaking, Wang Batian sat on the ground silently.
"Didn't you just draw a knife? Come on, chop me!"
Staring at him closely, Yang Feng shouted: "If you can chop me down, I won't bother you anymore. Otherwise, I will sleep in the same bed with you every day, and I will burp and fart without washing my feet. It's up to you!" "
"Mr. Yang, think twice!"
Hearing this, the Poison King couldn't help but hurriedly dissuade him: "Although Mr. Yang's strength is unfathomable, I just observed this old boy's sword intention. It seems that after a hundred years of cultivation, it has returned to its original state. Back then, his sword was extremely powerful. This magical skill is one of the top five in the world's combat power list. What should I do if it hurts your precious body?"
"Yeah, don't look at the slap he just slapped you. It doesn't matter to you, it's nothing. But you have to know that he is a swordsman. There is a huge difference between having a knife and not having a knife in his hand. Back then, he was a war emperor with one knife. The horror of a third-level master never making a second strike is still fresh in our minds, so I hope you will think twice."
The Corpse King also hurriedly stood up to try to dissuade him, but was interrupted by Yang Feng sternly waving his hand.
An evil smile flashed across the corner of Yang Feng's mouth, and Yang Feng's eyes were burning with heat: "The more you say this, the more I want to see how amazing this sword is, come on!"
"I don't know what to say, I will kill you!"
"Wang Batian was expressionless as he murmured, but his tone was filled with indescribable determination, as if what he said was the truth.
Yang Feng smiled disapprovingly and curled his lips disdainfully: "Old bastard, you have to brag in front of someone. In front of me, save it and come up with some real materials before talking. ."
"Really, since you said that, there's nothing you can do about it, phew!"
After exhaling a long breath, Wang Batian picked up the black knife at his feet and stood up: "But you have to promise that I only used the knife with your permission. You can't settle the score later. "
"I promise!"
Yang Feng curled his lips and smiled confidently.
Wang Batian ignored him, looked at Poison King and the others and said, "You guys are here to testify, I got his permission."
"you¡¡"
With their hearts stagnating, Poison King and the others were speechless. They just waved their sleeves with annoyance on their faces.
They understand that if this old boy casually attacks the church, he will be an apostate and an evil traitor, and everyone will punish him. But if this behavior is allowed by the leader, it is a different matter.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? This is a supreme swordsmanship, it is of no importance, so it is better not to really injure the leader.
So the Poison King was unable to stop the duel, so he had to make a final comment: "I hope your men are measured, otherwise"
"This is difficult. A sword can kill the whole world. It's hard to be measured, hahaha!"
"you¡¡"
Phew!
Wang Batian smiled teasingly, Poison King's eyes widened, and he was about to curse and warn, but he saw Wang Batian's eyes condensed, and a terrifying aura suddenly came out.
In an instant, the words that the Poison King was about to say were completely suppressed in his throat and could not be said.
Time seemed to have stood still, the entire space was frozen, and it was so thick that no breath could circulate
Clang!
The light of the sword flashed past, and everything returned to calm. At some point, Wang Batian appeared behind Yang Feng, standing with one arm and a majestic sword.
The eyes were full of indifference, as if they had seen all the vicissitudes of the world.
It¡¯s over, just in an instant, everything is annihilated.
Yang Xiaoyi stared closely at the haggard figure, his eyes full of shock.
Although he couldn't see clearly how Wang Batian's sword was struck, the coldness and fear that penetrated his soul just now made him understand that this was a unique sword that could kill everything in the world.
The Poison King and the Corpse King also looked at all this with solemn faces, their hearts beating wildly.
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Then under this sword, the leader
Suddenly, the two Poison Kings looked towards Yang Feng with worried expressions on their faces.
Yang Feng stood there in a daze, not realizing what was going on, but when he heard a muffled sound, the clothes on his body suddenly tore apart, and a bright red mark appeared on his chest.It disappeared, and there was even blood oozing out, but it soon returned to its original state, with no scars at all.
But even so, this is the first time Yang Feng has been hacked and bled since he came to this world.
At the same time, a red light slowly emerged into the sky.
Critical hit 666!
What?
"I cut off 666 drops of my blood with one knife. Is that so cool?"
Although these 666 drops of blood are nothing to Yang Feng's millions of blood, and with his recovery power, he was back to his original state in an instant.
A flash of green light flashed, and Yang Feng was once again full of blood.
However, this is the first time that Yang Feng, a full-level mage, has been knocked out of so much health.
Even with his powerful defense and health, he can be knocked out of so much health. Aren¡¯t those other people going to lose thousands of health points by this old bastard?
This sword is extremely powerful, and it is really abnormal. No wonder he doesn¡¯t need a second sword to kill someone, he basically kills him with one sword!
Ding!
At this time, the long-lost system sound sounded, Yang Feng raised his eyebrows and thought to himself.
Hey, has the power of faith entered your account again?
But I only heard the system solemnly say in a soft voice: "Friendly reminder from the system, the opponent you are facing now has a 100% critical hit attribute, please treat it with caution. Pay attention to the safety of blood volume to prevent being killed by explosion!"
"100% critical hit attribute?"
Yang Feng twitched his brows and asked with surprise: "What does this mean?"
"System science tips remind you that the critical hit rate of ordinary monsters is less than 5%. Even with equipment, it is difficult to exceed 20%. The critical hit rate of top monsters is around 40%. A 100% critical hit rate is definitely a very rare thing, so please consider it yourself."
Wow, with a 100% critical hit rate, doesn¡¯t that mean every move can perform exceptionally well?
No wonder he is so powerful, he is such a treasure!
Thinking of this, Yang Feng couldn't help but feel overjoyed. He really found a treasure this time.
It¡¯s definitely worth recruiting this tutor back!
Warehouse!
At the same time, Wang Batian swung the blade, and the blade screamed in the air, murmuring: "It's over, I didn't do anything cruel, just lie in bed for a month."
"Lie down for a month?"
Upon hearing this, 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 lightly: "I have already kept my hand, what else are you going to do?"
"Mr. Yang!"
Hearing these words, the two elders couldn't help but become anxious and looked at Yang Feng, only to see that Yang Feng was still standing silently, and they couldn't help but become more worried.
Could it be that the knife had already severely injured him and rendered him unconscious?
But very soon, Yang Feng suddenly turned around, looked at Wang Batian with excitement, and said with a smile: "Old bastard, you really have a skill. It seems that I must recruit you as a tutor."
"What? He didn't fall?"
His pupils couldn't help but shrink severely. Wang Batian suddenly turned his head and looked at Yang Feng's intact figure in disbelief, especially the clothes that were clearly torn on his chest, but there was no trace of anything inside. Chest, suddenly stunned.
"How is it possible? Although I avoided his vital point with this knife, there is no reason why it can't leave any scars, right?"
"I've said it a long time ago, just let your horse come over. Why are you avoiding it?"
Yang Feng raised his brows and looked at him with a proud look on his face: "How about it, just accept it. Your sword-killing sword didn't cut me down, then you can go back to be a tutor with me and beat your 100% critical Pass your skills on to my second brother, don¡¯t hide your secrets!¡± (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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