A large group of light spots surrounded the long sword and continuously flowed in, embellishing the originally silvery white long sword, Chen An seemed to be holding a string of starlight.

Chen An could feel the coldness of the long sword in his hand growing stronger.

Even he, the master, couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart.

It was as if, if this long sword was out of its sheath, it could easily penetrate into his body.

As a master, if this is the case, what if the enemy faces it?
Chen An couldn't help thinking excitedly.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and all the spiritual light spots had dissipated. What he held in his hand was a silver-white long sword.

What made Chen An a little strange was how the silver-white long sword seemed to be stained with blood spots on the sword body, bit by bit as if stained with blood.

The blood can't be wiped off...

Chen An lowered his head, looked at Zanpakuto, his eyes were full of thought.

"This thing... shouldn't be biased by the aesthetics of Zanpakuto..."

Impossible impossible.

As soon as he thought about it, Chen An was almost amused by his guess.

Not even the consciousness of the sword spirit, how can there be any aesthetics.

Even if you lead him astray, you should be led astray by yourself.

And since the Zanpakuto turned blood red, Chen An couldn't help but feel ashamed in his heart without saying anything.

"how?"

Chen An raised his head, and Zhou Haisheng who was opposite him stopped practicing at some point, and looked at him in surprise with his mouth open.

"Your set of flying swords is not a mortal thing in itself, if it is paired with a sword spirit, tsk tsk tsk."

"Besides, you are going to form a sword array. I'm afraid the strong men who fight with you in the future will be in bad luck."

Zhou Haisheng said gloatingly.

Sword spirits are rare, at least for ordinary flying swords, it is difficult to give birth to sword spirits.

They may be able to be enriched with some attributes, but they are all forging materials, and the master deliberately tempered them.

For example, the long thorn in the hand of the beggar has a small hollow hole in the middle, and the spiritual power can be hidden in it. Every time he fights with the enemy, as long as the enemy is pierced by the long thorn, the poisonous spiritual power of the beggar can be used. Make people busy.

And if a set of sword formations is practiced, the sword spirit itself is a part of the sword formation, and when controlling the sword formation, it can even be stronger than the master.

Once Chen An deals with a strong enemy, the sword array will press the formation from the side and lock him and the enemy together. The advantage it brings is not just as simple as 1+1.

It's just that if you want to practice sword formation, you need not only talent, but also a long period of time.

Originally, during the time after the Heaven Grade Cold Sword was shattered, what Chen An was thinking about was to exchange for a set of sword formations in the army.

Compared with refining flying swords, the merits required for the sword formation are not many.

But after being instructed by the ancestors in the golden hall, the sword fairy learned that Chen An wanted to use the sword formation, and told him generously that he could help him practice, but Chen An needed to get a set of flying swords first.

Now that Chen An has the flying sword, and with the promise of Senior Sword Immortal, Chen An never thought about exchanging for the sword formation.

Chen An swung the sword twice casually, showing the sharpness of the long sword in his hand, and there was a soft moan in the air, which was extremely sharp.

Zhou Haisheng was still amazed.

Chen An has already turned around from the joyful mood.

He put a set of flying swords into a different space.

Turn around and sit cross-legged, and quickly settle down.

Zhou Haisheng was stunned for a while, but within a few seconds, the other party's breathing became rhythmic, and he had already settled down, which made Zhou Haisheng admire him for a while.

It's no wonder that Chen An's cultivation speed is so fast, and his combat power is still so strong. Of course, there is a reason for his talent, but the other party's diligence also made him feel a little guilty. Thinking of this, Zhou Haisheng also sat cross-legged and began to practice.

The night was getting quieter, except for some night-duty experts who were on alert to launch a surprise attack from the demon side, the army fell into silence.

Occasionally, the sound of breathing echoed with the high night sky, and the stars blinked faintly, similar to the rhythm of some people's cultivation.

This is not accidental. In the early years, demons attacked and the ancient civilization collapsed.

People at that time found the original method of cultivation from all things in the world.

For thousands of years, continuous improvements have been made, and there are more and more means and powerful people to fight against the enemy. However, from the cultivation methods of some people, it is not difficult to see how bold people were at that time.

Even the rhythm of the twinkling stars has been engraved into the practice method.

It is not unreasonable for the human race to continue to rise up and struggle to create prosperity one after another.

……

……

In the golden hall, Sword Immortal and others are trying to condense the remnants of their souls, making their souls more solid and consolidating the foundation for future walks in this world.

At a certain moment, the three of them opened their eyes at the same time and looked out of the hall.

The gate of the palace was pushed open, Chen An held Zanpakutao, followed by 37 flying swords, and walked in mightily.

"Hehe, Feijian is here."

On the opposite side, Chen Feng smiled, and looked at Ao Gu interestingly.

Both of them remembered the sword fairy's promise some time ago.

Sword Immortal stood up and patted the golden body which could not possibly be contaminated by any dust.

"are you ready?"

Jianxian's voice was different from before, deep and solemn.

"Well, please teach me Senior Sword Immortal."

As soon as Chen An cupped his hands, the Zanpakudao had disappeared. When he fished it behind him, he held the main sword in his hand and looked down at the sword fairy.

Sword Immortal nodded slightly, but did not speak.

The next moment, the long sword in Chen An's hand was pulled, and he didn't refuse. As soon as he let go, the long sword floated away, and even the 36 flying swords behind him floated towards the Sword Fairy.

The sword fairy held the sword in his hand. At this moment, the 36 flying swords that were originally lazy and crowded seemed to be injected into the spine suddenly, trembling slightly, standing straight.

"If you want to practice the sword formation and use it proficiently, it is useless to practice by looking at the formation diagram.

The array map is certainly indispensable, but you have to find out its operating principle yourself, so that you will not practice the sword to death. There are more than 36 swords. Even if there are tens of thousands of swords in Chad, as long as you have enough spiritual power, you can also connect with each other. Follow their rhythm and let them obey your command! "

With a wave of the Sword Immortal's long sword, even though he was in a state of golden body, an invincible aura emanated from him.

Chen An was taken aback for a moment, and then felt terrified.

It wasn't that he heard any sentiments from the other party's words, but because the 37 swords in the sword fairy's hand were already pointing at him from afar.

In addition to the inherent sharpness, there is also a hint of murderous aura, rushing towards Chen An.

The Sword Immortal used to temporarily live in Chen An's body to meet the enemy. When facing the king of the ape clan, there were tens of thousands of long swords at his command. Lin Si stood behind him, listening to his command!
The difference is that at that time, Chen An only felt excitement and longing.

At this moment, he stood on the opposite side of the Sword Immortal, and immediately felt the mountainous pressure.

Even though the sword fairy didn't have any spiritual power to use, and there were only 37 long swords that could be wielded, Chen An seemed to be facing thousands of horses and horses alone, and his heart felt cold.

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