Li Yuanfeng suddenly felt that he was very shameless, but he now enjoys this state.

This feeling of controlling life and death should not be too good, especially when facing Lin fan, a master.

"The so-called undead soldiers, frankly speaking, is to get rid of other people's pain nerves and make them feel no pain."

Without talking nonsense with Li Yuanfeng, Lin Fan went to the challenge arena and looked at the eight men closely. There was not a trace of life in the eight people. Although the movements looked the same, they could still see the clues through careful observation.

Training like soldiers, forcing these memories into their heads has only one purpose, that is, to train their combat skills, to be indifferent to life and death, so as to gradually lose their emotions.

It sounds incredible. In fact, there are many such methods abroad, among which killers are the majority. The key and most important point of killers is to abandon emotions.

Family, friendship, love, these three most important feelings have to be screened out. How to cultivate killer organizations? The first task goal is the people around you.

Those who pass this level will become qualified killers. Those who fail will continue to brainwash and continue next time. The eight undead soldiers in front of them are also like this. They have been cut off and their emotions are like walking dead.

"Lin fan, you'd better think about how to live and enjoy the feast."

He clapped his hands rhythmically, and Li Yuanfeng's voice stopped: "give me up and kill Lin fan."

Applause, like a command, activated the centers of the eight undead warriors. The next second, eight people separate surrounded Lin fan, holding the big knife all aimed at Lin fan.

Eight people, eight different directions, no gaps at all.

"It's out of date. It doesn't help if you don't get something new."

On the surface, the steps are quite different, but in fact they are very different. The undead, who lack flexibility, can only obey orders.

"It's ok if the routine is out of date. If it works."

Looking at Lin Fan surrounded by eight undead soldiers, Li Yuanfeng scoffed: "I'd like to see with my own eyes, how big is your ability?"

The killer sent by Dao Ruhai failed, and the master from Huashan failed. Is Lin Fan really so powerful? Li Yuanfeng has deep doubts.

Roar ~

an explosion brought him back to his senses and saw an incredible scene. The swords of the eight undead soldiers fell to the ground, but Lin fan, who should have been chopped to death, jumped into the air.

A strong King Kong leg sweeping, the undead soldiers have to fly out, fell heavily on the ground, fell a dog eat excrement.

My God, how did it happen?

"Lin fan, I have to admit that you really have two sons. Unfortunately, you are facing the undead warrior, the gene warrior who has been transformed by us."

After patting his palm, Li Yuanfeng said: "they won't feel pain, they won't be afraid. Their goal is to kill you."

"Things in the world are never 100% certain. Everything will have a certain degree."

Loose a little painful ankle, Lin Fan already knew these undead soldier's endurance.

The defense ability is comparable to that of the dark force, and the attack power is equivalent to that of the bright force. This kind of differentiation can be reduced or even broken. Lin fan has no less than three ways to do it.

It's just that I don't know how many cards Li Yuanfeng still has. It's not cost-effective to show it rashly. On the other hand, Lin Fan feels that he can take advantage of this opportunity to test his physical strength