I'm not a theatre god

Chen Ling seemed to understand what was going on with this ancient military treasure.

The law enforcement officer on the ship said that the ancient treasures of Shinto are the embodiment of the "divine nature" of Shinto in the world. It contains all the accumulation of human beings on a certain path in the past tens of thousands of years...

At first, Chen Ling had no idea, but the scene now reminded him of a certain term from the previous era——

memory.

The ancient library of military art is like a super memory. All the "wars" and "killings" in human history are gathered here and refreshed with a certain logic. The trial section where they are located should be the edge of this memory. area.

The ten-man trench in front of us seems to retain a history of war. Once someone enters this area, it will be triggered. As long as someone leaves, the murderous projection inside will automatically reset...

No wonder the law enforcement officer told them to do what they can. In this mode, as long as the participating law enforcement officers do not commit suicide and run away as soon as they feel they can't be beaten, they can ensure their own safety. It is perfect for giving these rookies training. but.

Chen Ling stepped into the ravine again. This time he did not withdraw, but walked straight towards the ten people.

"It's the lackey of the Qin Army! Kill!!"

The ten soldiers shouted and rushed towards Chen Ling with spears in hand. In this narrow terrain, there was no other choice but to face the enemy head-on.

The dark blood-mottled spear tip broke through the air, but did not touch Chen Ling's body. The vermilion light avoided the path of the spear, and in the blink of an eye, he took a few steps, and a dagger with a cold light pierced through it. The first soldier's throat.

Immediately afterwards, three spears roared and stabbed!

These soldiers are different from the bastards on Bingquan Street. They have obviously been trained, and they are extremely tricky in terms of their cooperation and the angle of attack.

Chen Ling held the dagger and stepped back in the ravine to avoid the frantically stabbing spear points. At the same time, she kicked hard on the wall beside her with the sole of her foot!

His figure leaped into the air, directly over the wall of spears, and landed in the center of several people like a ghost.

The hem of the opera robe rolled up in an arc, and the snow-white cold light instantly took away the lives of the three people. In this close-fitting situation, the dagger was far more flexible than the spear. Several soldiers could not react at all, and they fell one after another. .

In just one encounter, Chen Ling killed four people.

He looked back at the corpses lying in a pool of blood, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart... He didn't know how he did it. The move he just used to fly into the air with the help of the wall and kill everyone was, to him, It was pure fighting instinct, he wasn't thinking at all at that moment.

It was as if...he was born knowing how to kill people most efficiently.

Killing four soldiers one after another, Chen Ling watched their corpses turn into black energy and pour into his body. At the same time, an inexplicable desire emerged in his mind.

It's hard to describe this feeling. It's like walking out of the theater after watching a gangster movie. Your waist is straightened unconsciously, your eyes are unruly, and you look at everyone with that inexplicable confidence that makes you look like a kid.

Under the baptism of murderous intent, his soul longed for more intense battles, more blood and fire.

Chen Ling's eyes flashed fiercely, and he took action again without hesitation, killing the remaining six soldiers!

A flash of red clothes fluttered in the crowd. With Chen Ling's flexibility, the advantage of long weapons disappeared. The six soldiers fought and retreated in the ravine, unable to resist the tricky attack angle of the dagger.

Finally, under Chen Ling's fierce offensive, their cooperation showed flaws. As the first figure was killed by Chen Ling, more and more figures fell one after another.

Blood soaked the ground, and the murderous aura filled the entire ravine, and then it was all sucked into the body by the figure in red.

"The running dog... must die a good death..."

Chen Ling's dagger pierced the chest of the last soldier. The latter's blood-red eyes stared at him, blood welling up from his throat. He didn't fall into a pool of blood until he finished speaking.

The last murderous intent penetrated into Chen Ling's body. He looked down at the corpses on the ground and said thoughtfully:

"The lackey of the Qin army...I don't know which war this is a projection of?"

Chen Ling didn't know much about history, nor was he interested in learning about it. For him, stealing the foundation of Bingshen Dao as soon as possible was the most important thing.

Just as he was about to leave the ravine, the ground beneath his feet suddenly trembled!

In the sky of Bingdao Ancient Cang, clouds surged, and the black giant sword that pierced the heaven and earth finally revealed its true appearance bit by bit in the clouds and mist. On the far-away sky, a little light shone from the end of the sword's hilt. There, a dark red gem looks like a star!

At this moment, Chen Ling felt that the murderous aura in her body began to boil, and something seemed to be locked on to her.

etc……

Why does this feel so familiar?

Just when Chen Ling was at a loss, a black ribbon extended from the gem on the hilt of the sword, passing through the clouds like a snake, flying straight towards him!

…

At the same time, other areas of Hyōdo Kozo.

"Trash! With so many people, they can't even deal with three murderous projections?!"

In a small ravine, seven law enforcers held swords in unfamiliar hands, facing the attacks of three armored soldiers, and retreated steadily.

Yan Xicai and Pu Wen stood outside the ravine, watching this strenuous battle, and couldn't help but curse:

"You can't beat three of them seven? How did you become law enforcers these past few years??"

The seven law enforcers in the gully were crying without tears.

They have indeed been law enforcers in Aurora City for three years, but what age is it now? Law enforcers all travel with guns. Practicing marksmanship is many times more useful than practicing close combat. A few of them even practice cold weapons for close combat. of?

But... all their guns were stolen by the fire usurpers.

Without guns, they can only fight with the cold weapons around them. But in terms of close combat, they have never even held a sword. How can they fight against the most battle-hardened soldiers in human history?

Therefore, even if they found a ravine with only three murderous projections, they were still suppressed and beaten under the full siege... which made Yan Xicai jump up and down in anger.

"Brother Pu, take action quickly... If you keep watching, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but kill all these losers." Yan Xicai suppressed his anger and said to Pu Wen beside him.

Pu Wen nodded, reached out and dug into his sleeve, and a piece of rice paper appeared in his palm again.

"Sure." He whispered to the three soldiers.

As the word "ding" on the rice paper disappeared, the three armored soldiers froze in place at the same time. The other law enforcers finally breathed a sigh of relief and slashed at them with their swords.