Chapter 3441 Critical Strike, Just Once!

"Brother, come back!"

"Brother..."

The little Taoist shouted loudly.

Long Fei didn't look back.

Still moving forward.

The Celestial Clan disciple shrank slightly and said, "Little bastard, what do you want to do?"

do what?

no one knows.

Even Xuandi Xuying couldn't figure out what Long Fei was doing.

but.

No one thought he could do anything.

Because what can a waste who only has the cultivation level of a soldier do? Still a badly injured waste, what can I do?

Nothing can be done.

"He didn't mean to kill someone, did he?"

"Well?"

"Hahaha... Can a level 1 soldier kill people?"

"It made me so scared."

"Hahaha……"

"Look at his trash, is he still trying to kill someone?"

"Now I can crush him with one finger."

"I can take a single hair."

"Hahaha……"

...

Everyone in the Celestial Clan laughed and sneered.

The current Long Fei is not the same Long Fei at the beginning, his aura is low, it is the lowest level one, and he is also seriously injured.

Can't do anything at all.

He became the object of ridicule by those disciples of the Celestial Clan.

They didn't even try to kill Long Fei, because...they wanted to see Long Fei make more embarrassments and make fun of them.

"Brother, come back!"

"Brother..."

Before the little Taoist priest could yell again, the Heaven-Suppressing God Seal fell heavily, and the defensive Taoist scriptures were stirred up and began to crack.

The little Taoist body sank, and he tried his best to block the power of the Heaven-Suppressing God Seal.

He couldn't rush to Long Fei's side at all now.

Distraught.

suddenly.

Long Fei stopped.

All eyes turned to him again.

The injured Celestial Clan disciple smiled and said, "Waste, what are you doing stopping? Miss your mother?"

"Hahaha……"

"The little slag of the dragon clan, is this the reincarnation of Long Batian?"

"It's a joke."

"Kid, kneel on the ground and tremble."

"Hahaha……"

Everyone still laughed.

At this moment, Long Fei suddenly grabbed a chair.

What are you grabbing a chair for?

sit?

No one can understand.

actually!

He really didn't want to grab the chair, he wanted to summon the dragon sword, but... he couldn't, he didn't even have the strength to lift the dragon sword.

The same is true for the Sky Sword.

In his current state, not only was he seriously injured with the last bit of blood remaining, but his 'mana' was also exhausted.

no skills.

No physical strength.

There is no blue amount either.

Just like the mage in the game.

Dragging the chair, he walked to the wounded disciple of the Celestial Clan.

The disciple said: "Little trash, you..."

Don't wait for him to finish.

Suddenly, Long Fei stared heavily, grabbed the chair and slammed it on top of his head, "Boom!"

"Clatter!"

That disciple's eyes tightened, he didn't know that Long Fei would attack suddenly, but...even if Long Fei attacked suddenly, it would be useless.

because.

This kind of attack, this kind of damage is simply not enough.

"MISS!"

A bright red MISS shot up from above his head.

The disciple of the Celestial Clan sneered, and said: "This kind of power is not enough to tickle me, and you still want to kill me? Dog, can you..."

"Clatter!"

Another heavy blow.

"MISS!"

Still did not cause any damage.

Because Long Fei's level is too low.

The power of a soldier at the first level is really not as good as the power to scratch an itch.

But.

Long Fei didn't stop.

One chair after another was smashed down, smashing hard, without saying a word, every time I tried my best and spared no effort.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

"Clatter...crash..."

continuous attack.

But.

Has been a MISS injury.

This made more disciples of the Celestial Clan laugh loudly.

"Hahaha……"

"Hahaha……"

"This is the most ferocious attack I have ever seen."

"Soldier-level trash."

"Do you really want to kill someone?"

"Boy, can you be a little tricky, what are you doing now?"

"You're really going to scare us to death."

"Hahaha……"

Long Fei was like a funny performer, making everyone laugh wildly.

The Tianzu disciple who was smashed also had a satisfied face, and said: "Trash, use more strength, use more strength, your strength is too weak."

"Hahaha……"

"Kill me, kill me quickly."

"Hahaha……"

Continuous attacks, this kind of power is of no use to him at all.

He was scared at first, but now he doesn't need it at all.

Because Long Fei's strength has not reached the level to hurt him at all, even if he is seriously injured now and his defense is very weak. However, Long Fei's level is too low!

His damage is already negligible, because there is no damage at all.

Even so.

Long Fei was still working hard.

It can be said.

Even more desperately, if he continues like this, he can't kill the disciples of the Celestial Clan, and his little blood will kill himself because of his excessive force.

Even so, Long Fei still ignored it.

Crazy smash down.

He roared again in his heart, "A little bit, a little bit, I only need a little crit damage, a little bit is enough."

"It's been so hard to stand here for so many years, if I am beaten back to my original shape, how long will I have to wait?"

"How much time do I have?"

"How long can I last?"

Long Fei's memory was sealed, he couldn't remember how many times he had been suppressed in the face of Emperor Xuan, but...he didn't want to do it again.

The little Taoist led him to evacuate, and he was full of reluctance in his heart.

But.

He has no choice.

Until he saw that the blood volume of the sneak attacking disciple of the Celestial Clan had bottomed out, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes, he still didn't use his ultimate move!

His big move is to upgrade!

He has been waiting, has been suppressing himself, even if it is the beheaded strong outsider, he has not obtained a level.

Just for today.

because.

To upgrade is to resurrect.

Upgrading is full status.

Everyone here has a higher level of cultivation than him. As long as one person is killed, he must be killed with his own hands, and the wounds on his body will be healed.

Once the injury is healed, then he will be able to unleash the power of immortality, the body of gluttony, and the power of the infinite gauntlet, and then he will be able to help Xuandi again!

Can't even beat a phantom, even if he escapes this time, how can he do this again in the future?

"ah……"

Long Fei was roaring.

Crazy roar.

Facing the ridicule of these Celestial Clan elders and disciples, he gritted his teeth and slammed the chair with both hands tightly.

"Crit attack!"

"Give me a crit!!"

The Celestial Clan disciple smiled and said: "Trash, I am a strong man in the Heavenly Sacred Realm, what are you, can you kill me?"

"You won't even be able to kill for ten thousand years."

"Hahaha……"

Just when he was laughing wildly.

Long Fei hit him hard, his blood volume couldn't bear it anymore, he was shaking, and at this moment...his chair fell down.

"Clatter!"

This time, there were no English letters floating above the head of that Celestial Clan disciple.

Instead, a dazzling crit number floated up.

"-1!"