Global Cataclysm: Appearance of Ancestral Tablets at the Beginning

"If you want to understand what the sword array is, of course it's best to try it yourself."

The corner of Sword Immortal's mouth twitched slightly.

It can be seen that he is in a good mood.

Chen An nodded lightly, what he said made sense!

Without hesitation, he turned and ran.

Anyone who doesn't run is an idiot!

But when he turned around, he realized that the golden hall had become extremely large at some point, and the golden gate was as far away as the sky.

Chen An looked to the left and right. Chen Feng's patriarch, the wall where the proud bones were, had retreated a long distance at some point. Looking from a distance, the two of them looked like gods sitting on a section of golden city wall, looking at it with a half-smile Chen An here.

Due to the distance, Chen An couldn't see their faces clearly, but he could feel their smiles.

"Damn!"

The 36 flying swords were far faster than Chen An, and they enveloped him in an instant.

"Be careful in your next life..."

Outside the sword array, amidst the dragging of light and shadow, a chuckle came.

Chen An was stunned, he couldn't care about anything else, he tried his best to move, struggling on the ground, not to be stabbed by the flying swords flying around him.

"Cough, I'm sorry, I accidentally said the mantra, you should pay attention to yourself, don't hurt yourself seriously."

The sword fairy's voice came again.

But at this moment, Chen An couldn't care about these things.

Surrounded by 36 flying swords, what kind of experience is it?

Chen An felt as if he was being attacked and killed by 36 strong men who were not weaker than him, manipulating flying swords.

And these 36 people cooperate exquisitely, like one person!

噗

Chen An looked down and saw that his body was pierced by a flying sword. The pain was worse than being cut by someone outside.

At this moment, the other 35 flying swords turned suddenly like sharks smelling blood, covering Chen An like a forest of swords.

Unavoidable, Chen An stood where he was, helpless and helpless.

Fortunately, the last 36 flying swords just stagnated on the surface of Chen An's skin and did not really pierce.

In the first dodging experience, Chen An not only didn't bother to figure out the flight paths of the 36 flying swords, he couldn't even dodge them.

With all his strength, Chen Anxi had the inferior experience of being 'killed' in five seconds.

"Come again!"

Seeing that the flying swords retreated, Chen An let out a low voice.

What he gained was not all pain, but also a surging heart.

This is still the case for him.

What about the enemy?
Even Chaofan who can fly in the air, once captured, it may be very difficult to survive.

Not to mention, at that time, Chen An would definitely enter the sword formation and fight with the trapped strong.

This is when facing a strong and experienced enemy.

If it is at the level of Kewu, even Chen An himself may not be able to fight. I am afraid that once he falls into the formation, unless the opponent has escape means or cards, it only takes half a minute, and he may be killed on the spot!

"what do you think?"

Sword Immortal didn't bet on it immediately.

Since it's teaching, the other party can't be beaten all the time, it needs a certain understanding and compatibility.

Some things can be learned faster by thinking and experiencing.

"It's very strong and fine. If I don't use Zanpakuto, I won't be able to stop it for a long time."

Chen An affirmed.

He was a little curious in his heart, and asked: "Senior Sword Immortal, I don't know, how long will it take me to learn this sword formation?"

"you?"

The sword fairy laughed and said: "You can't use the power of the soul. If you use this flying sword purely by spiritual power, even if you learn it, you can hold on for ten seconds at most, and all the spiritual power in your body will be drained."

Chen An was stunned.

"But don't worry, when you reach Chaofan, and at the same time the sword spirit of this set of flying swords is cultivated, the spiritual power required will be much less."

Chen An concealed his disappointment, and asked again with bright eyes.

"Will I be able to match the powerhouses in the middle and late stages of Chaofan?!"

"How long can I maintain this sword array?"

"That's natural."

Sword Immortal said proudly.

"Once you have mastered this set of sword formations, plus your own combat power, at least in the middle stage of extraordinary, unless you are those perverted body repairers, you won't last long."

"As for the duration, 10 minutes must be there."

Chen An secretly estimated and nodded slightly.

10 minutes, that's enough.

But in his heart, he was also tongue-tied.

His spiritual power is several times higher than that of the same level of powerhouses. Once he enters the extraordinary and crosses that threshold, his spiritual power will inevitably double. His total spiritual power may be comparable to that of the middle stage of the extraordinary, but even so, He can only use this sword array for 10 minutes.

This consumption of spiritual power is too terrifying.

10 minutes is enough to resolve the battle.

Opponents who cannot be dealt with within 10 minutes can only choose to fight or escape.

At that time, discretion is the choice.

However, according to the Sword Immortal, it is said that when the strong use the power of the soul to hook the flying sword, the amount of spiritual power will be greatly reduced. This is not the first time Chen An has known this statement.

When Sword Immortal manipulated his body to fight the king of the ape clan, with Chen An's spiritual power, if he wanted to support thousands of flying swords, he might be exhausted in a few seconds, but Sword Immortal was still fighting against the opponent. For nearly half an hour, although he failed to kill the opponent during the period, he suppressed the king of the ape clan so much that he could not stand up.

It's too far away to think about it now.

Chen An took a deep breath and exhaled it long. The breath was like a cloud, and golden light spots emerged from the void, filling the hole in Chen An's chest.

He stood up again and looked at the Sword Immortal with fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Come again!"

"it is good."

The sword fairy didn't talk nonsense, he waved the long sword in his hand, like dispatching troops, 36 flying swords surrounded Chen An again.

This time, Chen An made obvious progress.

He persisted for six seconds, and then a long sword was pressed against his neck, and the rest of the long swords were pressed against his whole body.

"Come again!"

After another 10 minutes, Chen An stood up.

The fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time...

This night, Chen An practiced crazily, but until the end, he couldn't dodge for more than ten seconds.

One of them, Chen An almost survived ten seconds, but the sword array changed again, and suddenly it became weird. Chen An seemed to be confused, and regained his senses again, he had already been held against his whole body by the flying sword.

"Okay, that's all for today's practice. You seem to have arrived at the barracks, so it's better to keep some energy. If the battle starts tomorrow, don't be negligent and be killed by some monster."

The walls on both sides had moved back at some point, the patriarch Chen Feng stood up and clapped his hands to attract the attention of the two.

The Sword Immortal seemed a little regretful, but he still threw the long sword in his hand.

The main sword flew back in front of Chen An and was held in his hand. The rest of the flying swords seemed to have been drained of energy and spirit, and turned back to a sickly appearance again.

Even though he felt that he could persist for another round of training, Chen An wisely gave up.