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Lin Feng opened his eyes and found himself in the middle of the battlefield where the battle ended.

Surrounded by blood-stained corpses, a strong ** smell filled the nasal cavity, and there were burning trees nearby, black and black, making a beeping sound from time to time.

With a sound of the horn, a piece of bark exploded, and a bunch of sparks sputtered out, touching Lin Feng's arm at a few points, and the pain made him wake up all of a sudden.

Sitting up straight and looking left and right, Lin Feng's eyes were confused: "Here...... Where is this? I remember, I was supposed to be playing games in my dorm, how did I suddenly come here?"

Is it a movie, a prank, or a legendary time-travel?!!

Lin Feng was in a daze, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and something erupted in the depths of his mind, so painful that people couldn't help but want to hold their heads and slam against the wall.

After a while, the headache eased slightly, and Lin You realized that there were two more memories in his mind.

One is the memory of the body now. The owner of this body was a soldier. And it was very unlucky, the first time I went to the battlefield, I was hit by a helmet head that flew from nowhere, and fainted on the ground.

And another memory, even more weird, is actually the memory of Changshan Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong.

However, it is not the memory of Zhao Yun in history, but the memory of the game characters in "The Legend of Zhao Yun of the Three Kingdoms". Moreover, not only the story in the game, but also the various martial arts theories that Zhao Yun learned when he was a child in Changshan, and the various skills he mastered through hard practice of martial arts, are all remembered clearly at this time.

For a moment, Lin Feng was a little stunned.

Now he can be sure that he has crossed over, his soul has traveled to a world called Tianxuan Continent, and has been attached to the body of a soldier who has forgotten his name.

According to the way the time-traveling novel is written, this is all very "normal".

But what happened to that Zhao Yun's memory?

He was indeed playing the game before, yes, and he also used the game modifier to change it, so that Zhao Yun's ten major skills and the twelve special skills of the three weapons reached the full level, and the murderous value and various attributes were super high. But that wouldn't allow him to have the memories of the game character after he crossed over, right? And the memories were as real as if he had experienced them himself.

It's as if he once incarnated as Zhao Yun, practiced martial arts Changshan, and finally carried a silver spear, carried a sword and a bow, drove war horses, and crisscrossed the battlefield, even the demonized Lu Bu was defeated, which can be described as invincible.

"Who am I? am I Lin Feng, am I an amnesiac soldier, or am I Zhao Yun?"

Lin Feng's heart was full of confusion, and in his head, the memories from Zhao Yun and his own memories were constantly fused.

Suddenly, a burst of human voices and weapons came, which made Lin Feng wake up suddenly, and when he looked left and right, he found that his current situation was really not good.

It is a small grove with the appearance of being set on fire. Everywhere there were corpses lying on the ground, and not far away a small group of soldiers came by, and when they saw the corpses on the ground, they stabbed them fiercely, or mended their swords.

"Captain, it's not powerful, it's all dead, and they don't have a living mouth for us to slowly torture and kill. ”

"yes, yes, it would be nice if there was a live mouth. It's been a long time since I've gotten a live oral test knife, and I haven't had a chance to use the 36-style cruelty ** that I recently invented. ”

"Okay, don't squeak crookedly, hurry up and do something, if you want to test the knife, try these corpses. ”

"Oh, it's not powerful...... Why doesn't anyone play dead here? Then I'll have a chance to try the knife. ”

The group of soldiers were talking about the swords casually, and it seemed that they were still enemy soldiers.

Lin Feng listened to their words, looked at their careless appearance of slashing corpses, and couldn't help but shudder with fright, and subconsciously wanted to get up and turn around and run away.

However, the moment he got up, his eyes were aimed at a silver spear lying horizontally at his feet.

At that moment, fragments of memory and scenes flowed through Lin Feng's mind.

In a trance, he felt as if he had become Zhao Yun, holding a silver spear in his hand, crisscrossing the battlefield, invincible. That heroic blood, that murderous nature, grew from the bottom of his heart.

Subconsciously, Lin Feng grabbed the handle of the gun with his right hand, and the tentacles were cold, and a sense of familiarity came to his heart. It was as if he had once held a spear and practiced it every day, 10,000 times, 20,000 times, 30,000 times.

He has been proficient in this gun to the extreme, collapsing, pointing, piercing, splitting, circling, picking, plucking, all kinds of tricks and means, all of which are used like an arm.

In particular, a tattoo is even more magical: if you stand in place, you will hold a spear and stab anywhere within a radius of one zhang around your body. If you say that you want to prick a fly's thigh, you must pierce your thigh, and you will never stab the fly's eyes. Moreover, no matter what position the body is in, standing, sitting, lying, horizontally, vertically, diagonally, jumping, crooked, and even in the process of falling and falling, he can stab the gun in his hand from any angle and wherever he wants to stab.

This gun seems to have become a part of his body, more familiar than ordinary people with their own fingers, and a hundred times more flexible than ordinary people's fingers.

This strong strange feeling made Lin Feng think that he was Zhao Yun in a trance. In a trance, I felt that I had been like Zhao Qu, holding this spear and destroying countless enemies.

At this time, there was a shout from behind in the distance: "Captain, there is still an enemy alive here." Haha, great, brothers, don't rob this person, let me see how I cut him into a stick. ”

"Hey, hey, tiger, wait, damn, don't run so fast, you have to leave us some soup to drink when you eat meat, you don't want to kill that live mouth so fast, leave it for us to play." ”

As soon as the words fell, a sound of footsteps was heard, and several enemy soldiers ran towards this side, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

Lin Feng didn't move, only looked down at the gun in his hand, and he ** a warm air flow was injected into the barrel of the gun along the palm of his hand, ready to fire.

He didn't need to look up, just by the sound he heard, he could clearly know what the strength of the person who came, how far away he was, and what the situation around him was......

Soon, the group of enemy soldiers surrounded them, and only a rough voice with a strong sense of cruelty was heard: "Haha, boy, there are no injuries on your body? Do you want to be a prisoner? Uncle Ben told you that our team has no interest in capturing prisoners as slaves. There is only one interest, which is to slowly torture the enemy. So, now, you start to regret it, pain, cry, Uncle Ben will slowly soak you. Hahahaha......"

As he spoke, an enemy soldier raised the big sword in his hand, his face was full of hideous fanaticism, and slowly walked towards Lin Feng.

"You want to torture me?" Lin Feng sneered.

At this moment, he moved, and a silver light flashed from the side of his armpit with lightning speed, and with a pop, the silver spear instantly pierced the head of the enemy soldier behind him. Blood, mixed with brains, slowly soaked through the red tassels at the tip of the spear, and fell down dripping.

The eyes of the enemy were full of fear and disbelief, and a pair of eyes were wide open, and they refused to close them to death.

Lin Feng's hand moved slightly, the silver light flashed, the silver spear was retracted, and the enemy's body slowly fell.

"Tiger Roar, don't you !! bastard!! you kill Tiger Roar, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!!"

"Wait, be careful, old maniac. That's a great idea, maybe it's going to be a 'fighting spirit'. ”

"Hmph, what about the 'Fighting Spirit'? Isn't our captain Captain Wu also a 'Fighting Spirit' ?!! fast, I can't let him run away, catch him, I have to cut off the skin and flesh on his body piece by piece and feed it to the dogs!!"

There was a wild roar, accompanied by a burst of chatter and footsteps. A small team, except for the one that hung up, the nine members all gathered around, forming a glaive array, their eyes were cold, and they stared at Lin Feng with murderous intent on their faces.

Lin Feng didn't even look at them, just recalling the memory of the unlucky soldier in his heart.

It is said that this world, called Tianxuan Continent, is as strong as a forest. Those who can cultivate their fighting spirit are called "fighting spirits", a "fighting spirit", can easily kill more than a dozen ordinary warriors who do not have any fighting spirit, compared with ordinary people, it is the difference between lions and rabbits, and civilians are not enough to kill. Therefore, in the eyes of civilians and ordinary soldiers, the "fighting spirit" is already a very powerful existence.

But ...... "vindictive"...... Hehe.

Lin Feng smiled.

Even if there are two "fighting spirits" among the enemy soldiers, so what?

At this moment, his heart was filled with a strong self-confidence, and the self-confidence came from the gun in his hand, as if the nine people around him could not bring him any threat at all.

At the same time, there is a strange feeling in my heart...... It's calm, calm to the extreme, without the slightest fear, without any excitement, without any cure, just calm.

It's a very strange feeling. Because he just killed someone. He had always been an ordinary person. Although it's not like I've never seen anyone who has participated in a fight and has broken their heads and bled out, it's the first time to kill someone. It stands to reason that you should feel scared in your heart, or feel weak in your body at the moment of killing.

However, the memories from Zhao Yun made a little bit of a very subtle change in his personality. Zhao Yun's memories and experiences of crisscrossing the battlefield and killing people like numbness, that he was completely numb to any **, and it was as normal as killing chickens and cooking food, so that Lin Feng did not have any discomfort in his heart about killing enemies on the battlefield.

At this time, he felt as if Zhao Yun was standing on the battlefield, treating the million-strong army as a chicken, not to mention just nine enemies. Just now he casually killed an enemy, but just like an ordinary person gently dusting off a fly and ant on his body, compared to Zhao Yun Changbanpo spearheading fifty enemy generals, there is no need to make a fuss at all.

Raising his head, he calmly looked at the nine soldiers who formed the Glaive Array. I saw that the two people led by the enemy had an invisible momentum surging in all directions, and the clothes on their bodies that could not be suppressed by leather armor were windless and automatic, and hunting sounded.

Suddenly, two streams of red light burst out from the bodies of the two enemy soldiers at the same time, enveloping their whole bodies, and the weapons in their hands were even more dazzlingly red.

With a bang, the two fighting spirits exerted their strength under their feet and violently outflanked and attacked from the left and right, while the seven ordinary enemy soldiers charged forward with their guns.

At this moment, Lin Feng moved again.

As soon as he raised his hand, the spear stabbed the squad leader on the right.

Hearing only a sound, the squad leader blocked the head of the spear with his sword, and the fierce fighting spirit squeezed towards Lin Feng's head from the giant sword in his hand.

However, Lin Feng only shook slightly, and pushed his right hand again, and he heard a bang, and the team of bombers with guns was blown away more than ten meters away, breaking five or six charred tree trunks, and his body fell heavily to the ground, fainting.

"Silk ~~~"

A dry enemy soldier gasped.

It's amazing!!

actually stabbed the captain away with one shot?!! that captain is a third-level fighting spirit!!

Just thinking about it, I saw Lin Feng move again.

Out of the corner of his eye, Lin Feng saw another fighting spirit warrior on the left, looking like he was in his thirties, his face was full of fierce and fierce looks, he screamed wildly, and jumped up in the air.

A fierce crimson fighting aura poured into the two-handed giant sword from the enemy soldier's body, and in an instant, the sword body burst into a red light, dazzlingly bright.

However, as soon as Lin Feng withdrew his right hand, the spear of the captain of the flying squad was quickly retracted, and the end of the gun tail stabbed at the "Douqi Warrior" on the left at an incomparably mysterious and weird angle, and poof, the end of the gun pierced the Douqi Warrior's body, pierced his heart, and lifted him high in the air, hanging high like a flag.

Blood...... Slowly slipped down the barrel of the gun.

The eyes of the fighting spirit man were wide open, and his face was full of incredulity, comparable to the killing sword of the scholar who was killed in "Tang Bohu Dots Autumn Fragrance", and before he died, only one sentence echoed in his mind: "There is no gun...... Don't be vindictive...... Actually, it can ......."

Lin Feng snorted coldly, and said lightly: "Who said that you can't stab a dead person without a gun?!!"

With a slight twitch of his right hand, the barrel of the gun was withdrawn, and the "fighting spirit" fell heavily to the ground.

"Silk ~~~"

Another gasp was heard.

Lin Feng turned his head and saw the seven enemy soldiers who were rushing halfway, looking at him with horror on their faces, and subconsciously retreated.

Those enemy soldiers are just mending their swords in the back, how could they have thought that among those who are lying on the ground and "pretending to be dead", there will be such a master?

If you shoot at will, you can destroy the squad leader of the third-level Douqi Warrior and the captain of the second-level Douqi Warrior. This kind of strength, this kind of strength...... I'm afraid it's just a fighting spirit master, right?

What's more, the person in front of him seems to be able to stab other people's protective fighting qi without using any fighting energy. This, it's just terrible.

"Just now...... Are you trying to kill me?!!" Lin Feng asked.

"No...... It's none of our business!!" One of the enemy soldiers shook his head sharply in denial.

"Is it none of your business?" The smile on Lin Feng's face carried a hint of murderous intent: "On the battlefield, between the enemy and me, either you die or I die, do you think it's none of your business?"

His smile looks gentle, but in the gentleness, there is a strong murderous intent. Just like under the calm water, the undercurrent is turbulent and will burst out from time to time. Therefore, in the eyes of several enemy soldiers, it was like a smile urging Yama.

"No...... No, no, no, it's none of our business. The enemy soldiers shook their heads and retreated, their faces full of fear, the courage in their hearts had completely disappeared, and they were so frightened by Lin Feng's terrible methods just now that their courage was dispersed.

Seeing their expressions, Lin Feng didn't hesitate any longer, the spear in his hand shook, poof, and with lightning speed, the head of the spear had already pierced the throat and neck bones of the three enemy soldiers in front of him, and a series of three people were shot in a row.

With another stir, the three heads burst into a bloody mist and flew up. At the same time, the barrel of the gun shook, the tip of the gun did not move, but the barrel of the gun swept left and right, and quickly slapped away two other enemy soldiers on the left and right.

Pounced, and four enemy soldiers fell to the ground.

They were about to get up, when Lin Feng spit out the spear in his hand, and the head of the spear pierced the body of an enemy soldier, stabbing through the back and revealing the chest.

Then, with all his strength, the spear was raised, and the enemy soldier was picked up, flipped and shifted five feet in the air, and with a single breath, he slapped the other enemy soldier on the back. With a click, under the fierce pressure of the gun, the enemy soldier who had not had time to get up was broken in his backbone and fainted directly.

The other two enemy soldiers were so desperate that they didn't even dare to roll and climb their heads and flee to the rear.

But at this time, Lin Feng was already rushing forward, the spear in his hand swept, and with a snort, the tip of the spear crossed a mysterious arc, gently slashing the back of the necks of the two enemy soldiers. Very skillfully, the blade of the spear cut through the bone gap between the two enemy soldiers' cervical vertebrae, slicing the nerves in the flesh and spine, causing them to fall to the ground and never get up again.

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