The Ancestral Tablet Appears In The Beginning Of The Global Catastrophe - Chapter 320
Chapter 320 The Bloodthirsty Sword That Was Brought Crookedly
Starting with the long sword, Chen An’s mouth twitched.
The cold-faced swordsman, from the point of view of the blade, is a bloodthirsty and crazy swordsman.
“Eat, eat, you’ll get fat, and it’s sweet, watch me put two spoons of peppers for you!”
Soon the doctor came.
“In the early morning, what the hell, make a few bowls of bean curd!”
“It’s this time, don’t worry about this!”
Ke Wu was slouching outside his tent. It was the fat man Yu Yinglong who shared the tent with him.
“What’s going on here?”
Together, the surging spiritual force pressed Chen An onto the bed.
Ke Wu shrank his head, and felt that he was not tough enough, so he snorted, but he still walked towards the kitchen honestly.
But here is the extraordinary team, and Chen An’s current state, who knows if he can move.
Every high-ranking person is also young when he is young, but when he is in a high-ranking position, he can’t help but imagine a mysterious, powerful, ruthless and other persona.
Inside the golden hall, it fell into silence once again.
“Hold him down! I’ll help him adjust.”
Zhou Haisheng was also just woken up in the meditation.
Chen An thought of two names by himself, but just wanted the instructor’s help to refer to it. He didn’t think that the other party seemed to know that he was going to ask such a question, and he casually threw out a name.
He made an immediate judgment.
In the tent, Chen An, who had just entered the camp yesterday, was rolling on the bed, his face flushed red and his veins burst.
Chen An felt that it was more like a devil, the kind that was conquered by the whole world, which didn’t fit his aesthetic at all!
“Okay, Brother Chen, hold on…”
Ke Wu bluffed and left.
At the same time, shadows flew out from the rest of the tents. Fatty Yu Yinglong was standing outside the tent in a fat pajamas with a somewhat deceived expression.
Looking at the long sword, it was like seeing a young beast. Before the teeth were even, it began to show its teeth and claws towards the surroundings to make a hideous look, but it actually roared cutely.
Zhou Haisheng explained everything he knew.
Boss Long made a judgment, and he turned to look at the members of the extraordinary team who were probing their brains.
With the particularity of the extraordinary team, it is not difficult to invite a doctor with a high level of realm.
But as his favorite thing ever, Chen An still imagined when he was playing games, one day, could he control a flying sword, wear a white robe, and look like a fairy.
…
At that time, he also dreamed of becoming a swordsman, holding a cold and heavy long sword, cold-faced and unsmiling.
“I want something sweet!”
“what?”
Chen An is gone.
Damn, it can clearly leave a cold-faced swordsman image in the world!
“I do not know?”
“Fuck, it’s Brother Chen who just came yesterday!”
“Damn it, maybe it’s crazy!”
Boss Long also came. He looked around, the spiritual barrier still existed, and no one rushed in.
Chen An ignored him and raised his head to look at the sword fairy opposite.
“Hey, these bastards, if there is no war today, your grandfather will be worried about what to eat.”
Ke Wu was taken aback and felt that the voice was a little familiar.
“It is indeed a spiritual disorder, and the spirit seems to be damaged!”
He plays a lot of games.
When he was young, he lost for a long time. When he was old and strong, he gradually replaced his father’s position and became one of the leaders of the entire front line. When he recalled that dream, he couldn’t help but feel a little pity.
“Don’t make trouble, it’s not like you won’t be back tomorrow!”
The visitor was familiar with Boss Long, nodded as a greeting, and immediately came to Chen An’s bed.
“Go and get a doctor who can regulate spiritual power!”
The edge of the iron bed frame had been grabbed by him, and it creaked in his hands, flattened and rounded by Chen An like plasticine.
he muttered.
If it is an ordinary soldier, I am afraid that it will be carried to the doctor by teammates, or carried into the wounded barracks for treatment.
Therefore, regarding the possible damage to the soul, everyone refers specifically to the spirit.
Jianxian looked at the other two, and the cold expression he had always maintained, suddenly couldn’t hold back, and he burst out laughing.
He felt the disgust from the consciousness in the blade…
The fat man’s voice sounded.
Now, this dream is shattered…
Outside, in the military camp.
The Sword Immortal, who had just returned to the mural, looked up at him.
“Damn it! This bastard Zanpakutō can really ruin the aesthetics of other weapons!”
In the extraordinary team, a famous powerhouse opened his eyes, most of them did not sleep, and spent a day in cultivation.
The name already exists, and he can’t change it.
A shoe flew out of the tent behind him and hit Ke Wu’s ass.
Only at this moment, the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and in Chen An’s stunned eyes, two seal characters appeared on the sword.
This is a world where you can meet and even fly in the air.
The sky is already bright, and a team has already started to practice.
It felt like a child who was sent to a wealthy relative’s house by his biological father, and who was reluctant to leave the relative’s house after being sent back.
“Senior Sword Immortal, this set of flying swords doesn’t have a name yet…”
At this time, a scream suddenly sounded from the camp not far away.
…
Thinking of himself wearing a white robe, holding a blood-stained sword, and calling out the name of the bloodthirsty sword…
Joy came from the consciousness in the long sword.
“what!!!”
He looked left and right angrily, stretched out his hand, and tore apart the already disordered spiritual barrier in front of him.
The seal script Chen An was not familiar with, but immediately understood the meaning.
“Call it Bloodthirsty Sword.”
Until Zanpakutō turned blood red, his dream was shattered.
Section Five hurried over.
The two are the strongest and second strongest in the team.
The skills of the characters in the game, if you find a Lingwuwei, you can point out the shortcomings.
Boss Long didn’t speak and looked at Yu Yinglong.
Alas, bloodthirsty is bloodthirsty…
Chen An didn’t speak, he didn’t like the name.
Boss Long looked at Zhou Haisheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the other bed.
At this moment, Ao Gu couldn’t help showing a little smile, or remembered the image of Zanpakutō after it was unsealed.
“Bloodthirsty Sword?”
Before the legend, even if it is extraordinary, it is impossible to find the soul in the body, let alone condense it.
“Bloodthirsty…”
Chen An was silent, he looked at the long sword, there seemed to be more blood spots on the long sword than before.
Back then, when he was young, the Zanpakutō was in his hands, and the ban had not been lifted to this extent.
“it is good!”
It is conceivable that when he puts the salted tofu brain with chili in front of the fat man, he will definitely be beaten by a heretic!
“What happened!”
“Hahahahaha…”
Even with Chen An’s physique, he couldn’t struggle at all.
“He practiced very early last night. Just now, his spiritual power suddenly took a sharp turn, and he became weak in a blink of an eye, and blood began to ooze from his body…”
On the opposite wall, Chen Feng, who was sitting in the seat, couldn’t help laughing.
What he was holding in his hand was a long sword like the fairy sword.