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

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Most of the high-level generals around are at the Tongtian realm and above. For them, I dare not say that they can help Nanzhan King... For a peak warrior with the ability to destroy the sky and destroy the earth. , Tongtianjing warriors can only circle around the periphery when participating in the battle...

Once you enter the inner circle, you can't hold any spell, you can only sacrifice in vain.

And Chen Xuan is only a late stage of Yukongjing realm, and he is confident to help King Nanzhan, and listen to his voice, as long as he plays, he will win.

They were speechless enough that King Nanzhan temporarily let Chen Xuan be the acting commander-in-chief, but no one objected to the deterrent power of King Nanzhan, but now that Chen Xuan came up and gave a random command, they had to express it. .

"Comrade Chen, how can you play on the battlefield? The army withdrew as soon as it entered the battlefield, the morale of the army fluctuated, and the morale dropped greatly. How can we fight in the future?"

"Chen Xuan, how can you dispatch Lord Ren Wang at will?"

"King Nanzhan, Chen Xuan will only talk about military affairs on paper, and will only speak nonsense. Please take back your military power immediately."

"At this level of cultivation, he still wants to fight the Nine-headed Flood Dragon? I'm afraid he will be smashed into scum if he doesn't get close."

"King Nanzhan, please transfer Chen Xuan back to the human realm, he is not suitable for the battlefield of ten thousand races."

For a time, everyone spoke, and even the generals who usually had no objection to Chen Xuan nodded frequently.

In their opinion, if Chen Xuan commanded the war, the two legions would end sooner or later.

Cheng Qitian laughed happily...

The brows that had not been stretched for a long time also stretched out, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes...

He turned a deaf ear to the opinions of the generals, but turned to look at Chen Xuan, and asked seriously, "Chen Xuan, if you and I join forces, how sure are you to win the Nine-headed Jiao King?"

All the generals were shocked, why did King Nanzhan also make a fool of himself?

He was actually thinking of joining forces with an intermediate-level martial artist in the Imperial Sky Realm.

It's ridiculous.

Everyone only felt that the three views were shattered.

Chen Xuan was slightly startled: "Win?"

He smiled and said, "I'm not talking about winning."

Hearing this, everyone frowned... So you know that you can't win with you... Since that's the case, why recommend yourself, just to show off?

Chen Xuan continued: "I'm talking about killing... As for how confident it is, it's 100%."

There will be an uproar.

"Shuzi, Hugh is going to talk nonsense in front of the battle."

"There are no jokes in the military, no more nonsense, and military law will serve you."

"King Nanzhan, why do you believe this ignorant child so much?"

This time, the generals were clearly a little angry. The battle was going on, but this little staff officer was repeatedly pouting in front of the battle. They couldn't be more angry, so they no longer had any scruples, and their words were much stricter.

Cheng Qitian raised his right hand to signal the generals to be quiet.

At this moment, he was quite excited.

Although Chen Xuan is young, he has great wisdom and courage, and has always been stable, and he can often do things that people cannot do... Cheng Qitian knows that if he can say this, the battlefield of Panlong has been stabilized.

The big stone in his heart fell, and he ordered with some ease: "Come warmly, I want to join hands with Xiaoyou Chen Xuan to kill the enemy..."

little friend...

The generals were startled again, this title... King Nan Zhan also looked down on Chen Xuan too much, could it be that he has been fooled by Chen Xuan?

A staff officer brought two glasses of warm spirit wine.

"Killing the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King is only a moment's work...why do you need to make a big splash, wait until King Nanzhan comes back, and then drink it." Chen Xuandao.

"moment..."

"This kid is addicted to bragging. The battle between the warriors of the king's realm can't be three days and five nights at any one time..."

The generals murmured in their hearts again.

But Cheng Qitian said in surprise: "Chen Xuan, are you not going?"

How about fighting together?

Why do you want to set off, but you backed away... Feelings lied to me and that old Jiao to fight to death.

Chen Xuan took out the Long Yuan Sword: "I'll take one sword out."

With his small body, if he really wants to fight, any aftermath of the battle can kill him.

Of course he wouldn't go up and die in a foolish way.

The reason for such confidence was given by Long Yuanjian.

The dragon-devouring characteristics of Longyuan Sword can increase the damage to dragon-blooded creatures by 20,000 times... This sword has limited effect in his hands, but if it is placed in Cheng Qitian's hands... Not to mention the nine-headed Jiaojiao, it is even a dragon A wave of big guys from the domain can also be solved in minutes.

20,000 times the damage, which means that 20,000 Cheng Qitians shot together when fighting the Nine-headed Jiaowang...

Since Cheng Qitian trusts him so much... temporarily giving him military power, he doesn't mind lending the Long Yuan Sword to Cheng Qitian to use once...

As long as the Nine-headed Flood Dragon is eliminated, the Panlong Region will fall apart in an instant, entering a state of being divided among the heroes... The Panlong battlefield will be self-destructed without attacking.

If the human race wins this battle, it will be able to slow down for a while.

Cheng Qitian took the Longyuan Sword, observed it carefully, and exclaimed: "This sword is extremely hard, and it should have indelible characteristics... In the battle between the Heavenly Kings, there is a spirit sword that cannot be damaged, and the winning rate can be increased. A lot."

"Hey, this sword seems to have a strange charm... I don't know what magical effect it has?"

He has a lot of confidence again... but his eyebrows are still a little gloomy... Just an extra weapon is not enough to kill the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon King.

"This Longyuan Sword is more magical when it fights dragon-blooded creatures..." Chen Xuandao.

"Really?" Cheng Qitian looked happy.

If this sword can restrain the dragon-blooded creatures... During the battle, he can look for opportunities to injure the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King, and press the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King to fight... Even if he can't kill it, he can hit the plate greatly. Dragon Domain... Create opportunities for the battlefield below.

"I'm going too." Cheng Qitian went straight into the sky.

"Nine-headed snake, your uncle Cheng wants to fight you again."

"Roar."

"Cheng Laogou, you're here to fight again..."

Roaring like thunder, the Nine-headed Flood Dragon also flew into the sky. For a time, the thunder was accompanied by lightning, the sky was spinning, and the wind and clouds changed color...

Both of them consciously escaped to fight at high altitudes, fearing that the aftermath of the battle would hurt the troops on their side.

"Retreat." Chen Xuan said.

These generals saw that Cheng Qitian was really holding Chen Xuan's sword to fight... They were all speechless. King Nanzhan actually believed in Chen Xuan's sword, and was fooled into fighting directly.

On this side, Chen Xuan gave an order to retreat... The battle above will take a few days to stop. Once the main battlefield below retreats, the Panlongyu army will be suppressed, and Nan Zhanzhou can only be defeated...

Could it be that Chen Xuan is a spy on the Wanzu side?

To clear your side.

"In a war, how can you easily retreat? Not retreat."

The commander of the First Army, an old general with iron bones, directly refused.

"It's worth it... King Nanzhan's victory is only a matter of a moment. It doesn't matter if you don't retreat. There won't be many casualties."

Chen Xuan is not bothered...

"Moment to win..."

The audience was almost immune to Chen Xuan's bragging style, and cast a look of contempt.

Cheng Qitian wasn't there anyway, so they didn't listen to Chen Xuan's orders... let him talk nonsense.

"All generals and staff officers, according to the original battle plan, command the battle..."

"The Psychic Division of the First Army Corps, flanking forward..."

"Second Legion Refinement Group, stand in front and must not retreat..."

"Frustrated on the front line? Serious battle damage? Still in accordance with the previous strategy, send the rear troops to the top."

The war started, and in just two minutes, tens of thousands of people had been killed on the front line... The generals fell into a state of anxious command.

For the battle above the sky, they do not hold any hope, and they will not be able to stop for three or five days.

At this moment, the black cloud in the sky suddenly broke open.

The gigantic nine-headed Flood Dragon slammed onto the battlefield... It looked extremely miserable, with sword wounds all over its body... Blood was dripping, and only one of the nine huge heads was still alive... The other eight appear to have been chopped off at the neck, with a flat fracture...

Two huge dragon wings were also cut off by the roots...

The remnant body was bound by a dark and thick black iron chain, and the end of the black iron chain was held in the hands of Cheng Qitian, who was slowly descending.

"The Nine-headed Jiao King has been captured, the Panlong Region army, surrender immediately, otherwise there will be no amnesty."

Cheng Qitian's voice spread throughout the battlefield.

The Nine-Headed Flood Dragon King was captured, Cheng Qitian was the only high-end fighting force on this battlefield, deciding everyone's life and death...

Seeing this, everyone on the battlefield was stunned.

The Panlong Region army was in mourning, as if the end had come, and they had completely lost their will to fight.

The Nanzhanzhou army cheered.

Cheng Qitian flew back dragging the iron chain, picked up the wine glass and drank it, the spirit wine was still warm.

"Wenjiu Slaying the Flood Dragon King...hahahaha." Cheng Qitian was very happy.

He looked at Chen Xuan with an extremely shocked look in his eyes: "Chen Xuan... Your sword is really terrifying."

Everyone was shocked.

The generals were full of disbelief.