Chapter 440

Qiang!

The blade flashed, and everything was calm. I don't know when Wang batian appeared behind Yang Feng. He stood with one arm and a knife.

Eyes, 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 with shock in his eyes.

Although he couldn't see how Wang batian's knife was cut, the cold and fear that had just penetrated into his soul made him understand that this is an unparalleled knife that can kill all things in the world.

The poison king and the corpse king also looked at all this with a dignified face, and their hearts fluttered.

Unexpectedly, the old bastard's skill has been restored to such a level, which is no less impressive than the terrible knife demon in those years.

Then under this knife, the leader he

Suddenly, the poison king looked at Yang Feng and looked worried.

Yang Feng stood stunned and didn't know what was going on, but when he heard the muffled sound, his clothes suddenly burst open, a bright red mark flashed on his chest, and even blood seeped out, but he soon recovered as before, and there was no scar at all.

But even so, this is the first time that Yang Feng has been hacked and bled since he came to the world.

At the same time, a red light appeared in the air.

Critical hit 666!

What？

I cut 666 drops of blood with a knife. Is it such a loser?

Although the 666 drops of blood were nothing to Yang Feng's millions of blood, and with his resilience, 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 lost so much blood.

Even his powerful defense and blood can be knocked out so much blood. Aren't those other people going to be knocked out thousands of blood by this old bastard?

This Sabre is amazing. It's really abnormal. No wonder he doesn't need a second knife to cut people. It's basically a knife!

Ding!

At this time, the long lost sound of the system sounded, Yang Feng raised his eyebrows and whispered in his heart.

Eh, has the power of faith been recorded again?

But I only heard the system solemnly say in a soft voice: "system friendly tips, the opponent facing the player now has 100% critical hit attribute, please be careful. Pay attention to the safety of blood to prevent being killed!"

"100% critical hit attribute?"

As soon as his eyebrows shook, Yang Feng was surprised and said, "what does this mean?"

"System science tips remind that the critical hit rate of general monsters is less than 5%. Even with equipment, it is difficult to exceed 20%. The critical hit rate of top monsters is about 40%. 100% critical hit rate is definitely a rare flower. Please consider it by yourself."

Wow, with a 100% critical hit rate, can't every move be played extraordinary?

No wonder he's amazing. He's such a baby!

Thinking of this, Yang Feng couldn't help but rejoice. He really picked up the treasure this time.

The tutor is definitely worth it!

Cang!

At the same time, as soon as Wang batian shook the blade, the blade hissed in the air and murmured, "it's over. I don't have a hard hand. I'll just lie in bed for a month."

"Lie down for a month?"

Upon hearing this, the poison king was shocked: "what do you mean, is it difficult..."

Without looking back at them, Wang batian just said faintly, "I have left my hand. What else do you want?"

"Young master Yang!"

Hearing this sentence, the two old men couldn't help looking at Yang Feng, but they saw Yang Feng still standing silently, and couldn't help worrying more.

I don't think this knife has cut him seriously and lost consciousness.

But soon, Yang Feng suddenly turned around, looked excitedly at Wang batian and said with a smile, "old bastard, you really have a hand. It seems that I have to recruit you as a tutor."

"What? He didn't fall?"

The two pupils could not help but shrink fiercely. Wang batian suddenly turned his head and looked at Yang Feng's intact figure, especially the obviously torn clothes in front of his chest, but there was no trace of chest inside. He was stunned.

"How could it be? Although my knife avoided his key point, there's no reason why I can't leave any scars?"

"I already said, you put your horse here. What are you avoiding?"

When Yang Feng raised his eyebrows, he looked at him proudly: "well, take it. Your sword is incomparable. You didn't cut me down. Then go back with me as a tutor and pass on your 100% critical skills to my second brother. Don't hide your secrets!"

"What 100% critical hit? I don't know what you're talking about."

Wang batian stared at Yang Feng and was unwilling. The blade in his hand raised again and shouted, "I was afraid of killing you by mistake just now, so I kept my hand. But now it seems that you are really a terrible opponent. I can rest assured to do my best, hum!"

A knife!

As soon as the voice fell, Wang batian's terrible blade crossed again, and a proud smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "now, you should fall!"

"Shit!"

Poof!

With a dull noise, Yang Feng patted him directly on the back of the head, pointed to the two holes in his clothes and said, "look at you, you cut another hole in my good clothes. What should I do? My clothes are limited and customized by the Nanzhao royal family. They can't be bought outside and are very expensive. If you can't afford to pay, come to our house as a tutor and work to pay off your debts."

"How could it be... My all-out strike..."

His face couldn't help but jerked twice. At this moment, Wang batian couldn't help being completely stupid.

For the first time in so many years, he can't cut down a person with two knives in a row.

I can't help it. Wang batian's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, waved the knife again and again, and roared: "I don't believe this evil. One knife juxtian, one knife juxtian, one knife juxtian..."

Poof poof

Half an hour later, Wang batian cut more than 1000 knives and was out of breath.

Yang Feng's whole body was cut to pieces. Like a beggar, he was dressed in rags and showed his strong body, but there were still no scratches. He covered it with shame: "old bastard, my clothes are really expensive. Now you can't make it up. How can you compensate?"

"You... You..."

Gasping for breath, Wang batian was completely stunned. He looked at Yang Feng in horror and scolded: "how on earth do you practice, monster? I've never cut so many knives on a person since I went to the Jianghu. The other person hasn't fallen yet. Are you a person or a ghost?"

"I'm just a recruiter of tutors. How about coming to our Yang family to teach, with preferential treatment!"

"No!"

Touch!

Wang batian shouted angrily, but suddenly heard a loud noise. Yang Feng knocked him unconscious with a knife. Leng hum said, "can you help me now? I broke my limited edition precious clothes. I'll work to pay my debts in my life, hum!"

With that, Yang Feng directly carried Wang batian's thin body, like a mountain king who robbed the village's wife and left