The reason why artillery appeared on the battlefield of cold weapons Lin Ruofan didn't have time to explore, even if it was the opposite side of his mother, there was a very likely traverser!

The most important thing now is to save your life! In this battlefield where there is blood everywhere, every inch of corpses and bones, if you want to live, then you have to rush forward!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Lin Ruofan now has nothing left in his mind except killing, no matter what comes from the other side, the knife comes to pick the knife, the spear comes to break the spear, as long as there is a living person in front of him, it is the enemy!

Sword Dance World! The sword flashes with cold light! Sword Dance Aurora!

The three sword tricks turned into a deadly light in Lin Ruofan's hands, piercing one enemy after another, the scene of blood and human heads, stumps and broken arms flying together stimulated Lin Ruofan to constantly swing his sword, and in the roar, it seemed that some minced meat flew into his mouth, Lin Ruofan didn't care, chewed a few bites and swallowed it, and even licked his lips. The whole thing is a crazy madman who has already been killed!

It turns out that human flesh is sour......

Lin Ruofan cut the head of an enemy in half with a sword, and his brains burst out with blood, scattering Lin Ruofan's body, the enemy covered his head and screamed and fell, and most of the remaining brains were knocked out and rolled to the ground by him like this, and the later compatriots stepped on it into rotten tofu with a bang.

Poof!

Even the grandmaster does not dare to be presumptuous in the boundless battlefield, he must be careful to save his life, and if he waves a little, he will be poked into a sieve by a dozen or dozens of swords, guns, swords, halberds, not to mention a congenital Lin Ruofan? Only then did he behead this unlucky guy, and a spear stabbed out from the back of this guy, and pierced Lin Ruofan's shoulder with a snort, and the spear was stuck in Lin Ruofan's shoulder, and the guy roared and retreated. And behind Lin Ruofan, several bright steel knives also stabbed straight in, wanting to chop Lin Ruofan, a guy who didn't even have armor, into meat sauce!

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

This was the first time Lin Ruofan roared on the battlefield, his footsteps slammed on the ground, and he stopped his body abruptly, and then accelerated suddenly. Let the spear pierce his shoulder, and the whole person quickly stabbed forward, and under the shocked eyes of the enemy, he cut this bastard who pierced his shoulder in half with a sword!

Burst!

Looking at the spear that was still protruding from his shoulder, Lin Ruofan frowned, slapped the tail end of the spear, and the spear suddenly flew out from behind his shoulder, piercing the two soldiers who were in the middle of the battle!

"This kid is so ruthless! Sure enough, the creeps crossing the river can be used as cars. Well, it's time to play......"

Ling Hu Erzhong frowned slightly, and was also frightened by Lin Ruofan's fierce appearance. Then he smiled and flew out of a chess piece!

Mumble!

Zhang Banxian's eyes were about to pop out, looking at the changing chessboard, the turbulent waves in his heart never stopped!

Just now, he watched Lin Ruofan being sucked into the chessboard, and then the two of them stood still, as if they were looking at a very interesting picture. And now, the man is playing chess again!

Who is on the board this time?

Roar!!

A violent roar resounded throughout the valley. I saw a vague black shadow emerge from the ground and disappear into the chessboard!

Nima! How long is this going to be? Why didn't you see a base camp in the rear?!

Lin Ruofan was tired and panting. The hands are shaking, the body doesn't have much to do with it, the internal force is endless, so that the endurance of others is much higher than others, but the psychological fatigue cannot be recovered with internal force!

By now, Lin Ruofan didn't know how many people he had killed, and these people didn't seem to know fear and fatigue at all, and the corpses in front of him were about to pile up into a hill. Stunned, no one retreated, still with that murderous and tyrannical look, it was really slashing people to the point of softness!

"Get out of the way of General Ben! A bunch of rubbish! ”

Suddenly, just as Lin Ruofan was smiling bitterly and preparing for the next battle, there was a violent roar among the dense enemy troops. I saw a general with a full body armor, a nearly two-meter-tall horse in his crotch, and a jet-black long knife in his hand, and rushed to Lin Ruofan's face in an instant, standing up the war horseman, and the long knife in his hand was about to reach the tip of Lin Ruofan's nose.

Dismount?!

Lin Ruofan didn't even have a hint of change in expression, so he watched this idiot perform in front of him.

"Despicable Han dog! This general is the vanguard general of the Qiang people! Report your cheap name, this is an unknown person under the saber! ”

The general opened his mouth and closed his mouth, as if he was the god who was high above, and Lin Ruofan was the mud in the muddy pond, and his contempt was clear at a glance.

Lin Ruofan glanced around him, but saw that except for himself, the sound of others was still killing, as if he didn't see his side.

"Karma? I don't know if you've ever heard such a sentence, a man travels thousands of miles with a sword, and he slashes Hu Qian all the way? ”

Lin Ruofan smiled, if he didn't know where he was now, then he would have wasted the history of his hard work in his previous life!

Five nonsense! Dude is here!

You're a!

Lin Ruofan was about to scold his mother in his heart, he had been killed for so long, and now he was really sure which battlefield he was on, he suspected it not long ago, but now it is really certain! It's five nonsense!

This incident in history has a far-reaching impact on the history of the previous life, and Lin Ruofan, as a later generation, cannot be evaluated.

In the midst of the chaos in China, the Han people were killed and almost wiped out. After this incident, the Hu people gradually integrated with the Central Plains region, promoting the integration of ethnic groups, which led to the fifty-six flowers of later generations. Isn't it? Lin Ruofan couldn't judge, but now ...... Hehe...... I'm your mother!

The open-mouthed Han dog, the shut-mouthed name, the most hated is you of this species, race, lord, and righteous person, you should die if you say you deserve to die!

"Despicable Han dog! Come on! General Ben is going to eat you alive! ”

Lin Ruofan's words were like igniting a powder keg, and the general exploded on the spot, and the long knife in his hand slashed straight down, as if he was going to split Lin Ruofan in half!

Die!

Lin Ruofan's eyes sharpened, his body flickered, he did not retreat but advanced, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand danced out one after another, stabbing straight into the four legs of the general's war horse!

The battlefield general, a large part of the combat power is on this horse, without the horse, this general is a little stronger than ordinary soldiers!

Lin Ruofan doesn't believe that this guy can compare with Guan Erye!

Herod!!

However, Lin Ruofan's abacus was destined to fail, this beast turned around at the moment when Lin Ruofan rushed out, and the two hind hooves blasted out like two huge cannon hammers, roaring Lin Ruofan's chest!

Thousands of miles!

Lin Ruofan's figure suddenly froze, and then he withdrew a few meters like lightning, and cold sweat flowed down on the spot!

I rub! This beast is sperm!

If you take such a step at night, you will be kicked out by the hind hooves of this beast every minute! (To be continued.) )

PS: Ahhh...... When I was writing this chapter, I searched for a few lines of poetry left by my right eye on the Internet back then...... It turned out that the author's name was missing...... All that was left was the poems, and they had changed beyond recognition, and many of them were much better than those written with the right eye...... Ay...... However, the title is a bit interesting, "the first poem of contemporary angry youth"...... I was young and frivolous...... Lend me 3,000 iron horses, and I am willing to restore my mighty China...... Gee......