Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races: I Have a Billion Times Crit System

In the forest, a strange atmosphere filled the air, like clouds of mist.

I don’t know when it started, but everyone stopped talking.

The team of dozens of people was silent.

Only rustling footsteps were heard.

I don’t know how long they walked, but everyone’s footsteps became lighter.

At first, some strange beasts attacked them, and the warriors were forced to fight.

But as we went to the back, there were more monsters, but we actually turned a blind eye to them.

Qing'er was surrounded by warriors in the middle, carrying her towards the depths of the forest.

She became increasingly nervous.

I don’t know what kind of cultivation the crafty warrior in front has.

If she were a treacherous warrior at the peak of the mortal level, she could still fight.

If she is a warrior who has understood the domain, her winning rate will not be very high.

After all, there are still warriors around. Although they are not completely controlled and are a little sluggish, they may not be able to take action against her.

But if she is extremely unlucky and the opponent is a true level warrior with a complete domain, then she will definitely die.

"I want to give it a try... Even if I die here, I can't miss this opportunity to save many warriors..."

Qing'er cheered for herself in her heart.

She had never been so lonely and helpless, but at the same time, she had never been so brave.

Somehow, she suddenly remembered that in the luck world, that person with low cultivation level dared to break into the Dragon Clan's base alone and save the girl.

She thought about it all the time afterwards.

I am also extremely envious of the girl who risked her life to save her.

"Why can't I meet such a man..."

Thinking of Chen Xuan, she suddenly became angry.

The man turned around and left without hesitation.

What a refined egotist...

"Forget it, I'm not a little witch, why bother to be envious... If I were a little witch, Chen Xuan would definitely not leave."

"It doesn't matter if Chen Xuan is gone. If he died here, the little witch would be so sad."

As Qing'er walked, she was thinking wildly in her mind.

"The little witch is really lucky to meet such an infatuated and dedicated man like Chen Xuan."

"The relationship between the two of them will never tolerate a third party. The two of them will definitely stay together for life."

"What a pity... all good men belong to others."

At this moment, the front suddenly darkened, and the surrounding warriors also stopped.

Qing'er's heart skipped a beat, and she knew she was at the end of the road, so she immediately kept her focus.

Her hand was on the hilt of her sword, ready to draw it at any moment.

"Jiejie, dear Qing'er, you came to see me after all." A gloomy and sharp male voice sounded.

Qing'er's heart suddenly jumped.

What's going on with this treacherous warrior? Did he know himself from the memories of the warriors controlled by the mysterious shadow, or did he already know him?

If he already knew me, then he must be an old acquaintance...

Who could it be?

A man wearing a bamboo hat appeared in front of him.

Although she couldn't identify who this person was, Qing'er became disheartened as soon as this strange warrior appeared, and she no longer had any luck.

You can feel the strange energy and energy fluctuations emanating from the warrior. His cultivation is at the level of the true level...

At the first level of the true level, his Yuanli is extremely powerful, and he has mastered a complete field, and his winning rate is 0.

At this moment, she was filled with regret.

Why didn't he listen to Chen Xuan's warning? Why did he insist on showing off?

Why do you have to fight?

There was a chance to break out just now, but now they are in a certain death situation.

Rub, a red light flashed.

Qing'er used all her strength and thrust out a shocking sword.

This sword was as fast as lightning. Because it was activated too fast, Qing'er herself suffered backlash and blood overflowed from her mouth.

She practiced fast swords, and the speed of the sword was extremely fast. In addition to damaging the sword she used, if she could seriously injure the beast, she might gain a chance of survival.

At this moment, buzz.

There seems to be a layer of transparent territory covering this place.

The figure of the strange warrior was like a ghost, and he easily dodged the sword.

And at this moment, he walked around behind Qing'er and gave her a high slap in the back.

boom.

Qing'er seemed to have been hit hard, but she managed to stabilize her body and stood with her sword standing.

At this moment, her heart felt even colder.

"It turns out to be the law of agility..."

"My quick sword is restrained and I have no chance at all."

Qing'er said angrily: "If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please."

"Hey, how could I be willing to kill my own plaything..." A dirty and hateful laughter sounded.

The warrior took off his bamboo hat.

After seeing the face of the sophistication warrior clearly, Qing'er felt her eyes go dark.

"Wang Sicong, it's you..."

Wang Sicong was once madly infatuated with him, but disappeared after being rejected many times.

Qing'er thought he had given up.

Only now do I know that this person is asking for something but not getting it, and the hatred in his heart cannot be eliminated, so he has given birth to inner demons.

Once a warrior has too many negative factors, it is easy to attract strange things and be controlled by the shadows to become a strange warrior.

After Wang Sicong became a warrior, he didn't know what kind of fate he had. He actually entered the true level early and understood the law of agility.

In fact, the crafty warrior is no longer the original warrior. Although he acts as usual, what dominates him is the "negative emotions" that seduced him into falling.

After seeing that it was him, Qing'er knew that wanting to die was already an extravagant wish for herself.

Sure enough, Wang Sicong, who was shrouded in strange aura, grinned and said: "Baby, when I knew you entered the strange ruins, do you know how happy I was?"

"I want to take possession of everything from you in front of everyone..."

"Then, I will transform you into my slave, and you will be by my side forever and ever, and be my plaything."

Hearing this, Qing'er no longer hesitated and slashed the red flame sword in her hand towards her neck.

There was only one thought in her mind.

Absolutely not, being humiliated by this man and being treated as his plaything forever.

Bang, Wang Sicong was faster than him, flying the red flame sword, and slapped her again, leaving her no longer able to fight back.

At this moment, Qing'er fell to the ground, unable to even move her fingers.

Wang Sicong arranged her in a large font.

Then he looked at the peerless beauty in front of him with a look of enthusiasm.

Tears overflowed from Qing'er's eyes.

She was even more despairing.

Wang Sicong took off Qing'er's shoes and socks like a pervert, and a pair of fair and delicate feet appeared in front of him.

His eyes were even more fanatical, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

He directly reached out to pull Qing'er's belt.

"No..."

Qing'er cried.

"Who will save me...Chen Xuan, save me."

She cried heartbrokenly.

At this moment, she inexplicably thought of Chen Xuan, hoping for a miracle in her heart.

"Are you calling me?"

A familiar voice sounded.

Chen Xuan was standing not far away.

Qing'er was startled and thought it was an illusion.

She turned her head to look hard, only to find that her eyes were blurred with tears, and there was actually the shadow of Chen Xuan in her sight.

"Chen Xuan, you didn't leave?"

"He left, but I'm worried that he's back again."

After receiving the response, Qing'er was ecstatic at this moment.

It's like being drowned and suddenly being picked up when you are about to sink.

But then, she felt suffocated again.

"How can Chen Xuan be a true first-level opponent?"

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she immediately shouted: "Chen Xuan, run away quickly."

"Chen Xuan, please kill me. Please, run away."

At this moment, Chen Xuan was already fighting with Wang Sicong.

He took the time to shout: "Want to die? Wait until I kill the warrior, then you can kill yourself."

Before he finished speaking, he had already been slapped several times.

But his sword did not even scratch the corner of Wang Sicong's clothes.

"If you stand in the way of my happy event, I'm seeking death." Wang Sicong's eyes were red, he opened his agility field to the maximum, his figure was like a ghost, and he slapped Chen Xuan with a palm.

Boom boom boom.

Chen Xuan was beaten so hard that he retreated repeatedly.

"Chen Xuan, he has comprehended the complete laws of agility. He is extremely fast and you can't touch him at all. In addition, he has a complete agility field, his body skills are blessed, and his energy is abundant. You are no match for him. Run."

Qing'er climbed up, put on her shoes and socks, and shouted anxiously.

"Field? I have one too."

Chen Xuan was so furious that his external meridians were opened directly.

At this moment, he mobilized all the energy in the meridians outside his body.

In an instant, countless Yuan Power was raging in a space with a radius of 100 meters.

The tide of Yuanli is overwhelming, destroying the sky and destroying the earth, making it difficult for everything to move forward.

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