3440: C3440 Critical Strike Once Is Good Enough!

C3440 Critical Strike Once Is Good Enough!

Critical strike, once!

"Senior brother, come back!"

"Senior brother!"

Little Taoist shouted.

Loong Fei didn't turn around.

He continued walking forward.

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

What do you want to do?

No one knew.

Even Profound Emperor couldn't figure out what Loong Fei was doing.

But...

No one thought he could do anything.

Because what could a mere First Grade Soldier Cultivation Level do? And a seriously injured trash, what could he do?

There was nothing he could do.

"Don't tell me he wants to kill someone?"

"Eh?"

" Hahaha, even a First Grade Soldier trash can kill someone? "

"It really scared me."

"Hahaha!"

"Looking at his useless body, he wants to kill someone?"

"Now I can crush him with one finger."

"I can do it with a single hair"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone from the celestial race laughed in contempt.

The current Loong Fei wasn't the same Loong Fei who had just started. The Aura on his body was low in quality. He was at the lowest level, and he was also seriously injured.

There was nothing he could do.

He had become the object of ridicule for the Heaven disciples.

They didn't even kill Loong Fei because they wanted to see Loong Fei embarrass them more and make fun of them.

"Senior brother, come back!"

"Senior brother!"

Without waiting for Little Taoist to call out again, the Heaven Suppressing Seal fell down heavily. The defensive Dao Canon spread out and started to crack.

Little Taoist's body sank, and he used all his strength to block the Heaven Suppressing Seal's power.

He was simply unable to rush to Loong Fei's side right now.

His heart was burning with anxiety.

All of a sudden.

Loong Fei stopped.

Everyone looked at him again.

The injured Heaven disciple said with a smile, "Trash, why did you stop? Did you miss your mother?"

"Hahaha!"

"Little trash of the Dragon Clan, is this really Long Batian's Reincarnation?"

"What a joke!"

"Brat, kneel on the ground and tremble."

"Hahaha."

Everyone was still mocking him.

At this moment, Loong Fei suddenly grabbed a chair.

Why did he grab a chair?

Sit?

No one understood.

Actually!

He really didn't want to grab a 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 was true for the Empyrean Sword.

In his current state, not only was he heavily injured and left with only a last bit of HP, his' MP 'was also depleted.

He did not have any skills.

No physical strength.

No mana.

Just like the mages in the game.

He dragged the chair in front of the injured celestial disciple.

The disciple said, "Little Waste, you..."

Before he could finish.

All of a sudden, Loong Fei's eyes widened. He grabbed a chair and threw it at the top of his head. "Bang!"

"Hualala!!"

The disciple's eyes tightened. He had no idea that Loong Fei would suddenly attack, but even if Loong Fei suddenly attacked, it would be useless.

Because...

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

"MISS!"

A bright red MISS appeared above his head.

The celestial disciple sneered and said, "This kind of strength is not even enough to tickle me. You still want to kill me? Dog thing, you can..."

"Hualala!"

Another heavy smash.

"MISS!"

It still did not cause any damage.

Because Loong Fei's level was too low.

The strength of a First Grade Soldier couldn't even be compared to an itch.

But...

Loong Fei did not stop.

Chair after chair were smashed down. He did not say anything. Every time, he used all his strength and did not leave any energy behind.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Crash! Crash!"

Continuous attacks.

However.

It had always been MISS damage.

This caused even more Sky Clan disciples to laugh out loud.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"This is the fiercest attack I've ever seen."

"A First Grade Soldier trash!"

... "Do you really want to kill someone?"

"Kid, can't you be a bit more forceful? What are you now?"

"You really want to scare us to death."

"Hahaha."

Loong Fei was like a funny performer, causing everyone to laugh wildly.

The Heaven disciple who was smashed had a satisfied expression on his face as he said, "Trash, use more strength. Use more strength. Your strength is too weak."

"Hahaha!"

The Sky Clan disciple who had been smashed said, "Kill me! Hurry up and kill me!"

"Hahaha!"

Continuous attacks. This sort of power was completely useless to him.

At first, he was afraid, but now, he didn't need to.

Because Loong Fei's strength hadn't reached the level where it could hurt him. Even if he was seriously injured, his defense was still weak.

However, Loong Fei's level was too low!

His injuries could be ignored, because he couldn't hurt him at all.

Even so.

Loong Fei was still putting his life on the line.

It could be said that...

He was going all out. If this continued, he wouldn't be able to kill the disciples of the celestial race. That tiny bit of HP of his would kill him because he used too much strength.

Even so, Loong Fei still didn't care.

He crazily smashed down.

He roared in his heart, "One point, one point. I only need a little critical strike damage. One point is enough."

"I finally managed to stand here after so many years. If I were to be beaten back to my original form, how long would I have to wait?"

"How much time do I have left?"

"How long can I last?"

Loong Fei's memory had been sealed. He could not remember how many times he had been suppressed by Profound Emperor, but he did not want to do it again.

Little Taoist had brought him away. He was extremely unwilling.

However.

He had no choice.

When he saw that the Heaven disciple who had launched the sneak attack saw the bottom of the HP, a trace of gleam flashed in his eyes. He still had the ultimate skill!

His ultimate skill was to level up!

He had been waiting and suppressing himself all this time. Even if it was the Alien Powerhouse he had killed, he still hadn't obtained a level.

It was all for today.

Because.

Leveling up meant resurrection.

Leveling up was the maximum state.0

Anyone here was higher than his Cultivation Level. As long as he killed one person, he would have to kill them with his own hands. Then, the injuries on his body would be fully healed.

Once his injuries were healed, he would be able to use his Immortal Power, Gluttony Body, and Infinite Gauntlet to unleash the power of the Infinite Gauntlet. Then, he would be able to use Stellar Profound Emperor!

He couldn't even defeat a phantom image. Even if he managed to escape this time, would he be able to do this again in the future?

"Ah!"

Loong Fei roared.

He was roaring crazily.

Facing the mockery of these disciples, he gritted his teeth so hard that it sounded like he was grinding his teeth. He clenched the chair with both hands and smashed it hard.

"Critical strike!"

"Critical strike! ！”

The Heaven disciple said with a smile, "Trash, I'm a Heavenly Sage Stage expert. Who do you think you are to be able to kill me?"

"You can't even kill me for ten thousand years."

"Hahaha!"

Just as he was laughing maniacally.

Loong Fei's heavy strike caused his HP to be unable to hold on any longer. It was also at this moment that his chair was smashed down.

"Crash!"

This time, there were no English letters floating above the head of the celestial disciple.

Instead, there was a glaring Critical Hit number.

"-1!"

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