Global Cataclysm: Appearance of Ancestral Tablets at the Beginning

An extraordinary person left from the commander's tent.

He looked at the letter in his hand, feeling nothing but doubts in his heart.

However, in view of the fact that this was a task given by Di Shuai himself, and there were generous meritorious rewards, he did not hesitate, and immediately flew into the night sky, heading for the right army.

In the camp, beside Di Ling stood Zhu Lao.

On the other side was a man standing with a long sword in his hand.

He looks like a middle-aged man, but just standing there, he is as natural as a young knight.

This person suddenly appeared from the monster attack two days ago, not only saved Di Ling's life, but also beheaded Chen Xia, one of the legends of the Deer Clan and more than a dozen extraordinary monsters, with one against two.

At the same time, known as the number one swordsman of the entire human race!

"What do you two think about this matter?"

Di Ling turned and looked at the two of them and asked.

"I don't know."

Chen Xia replied coldly, with a somewhat impatient tone.

Those who know him well know that he is a rather boring person.

Even though his strength is among the top three in the legends of the entire human race, he has a withdrawn personality and stays with Feijian all day long, and doesn't like to talk to others.

Only talking about Feijian and Yujian can arouse his interest.

"Where's Mr. Zhu?"

Di Ling didn't count on him either, and immediately looked at Mr. Chen.

"The old man never traveled that far back then, so..."

Bamboo told the truth.

Except for Chen An, not to mention the heavenly level, even the God of War team, or the extraordinary human race who went to the demon territory to hone and fight, seldom went to the far north.

Some transcendents, even the core of the big clan, don't dare to go there, they just wander around in the demon territory and make a move.

"Dare to ask, who said this?"

Zhu Lao asked curiously.

Speaking of this, Chen Xia couldn't help casting his eyes.

To be able to go to such a far place, it is not an unknown person. If it is an extraordinary and strong person, maybe it will become the next legend.

Although he often guards near the coach's tent, he never easily listens to the coach's voice.

Not only him, but almost every legend in the army is like this.

Even if he was perverted like a bloody old man and wanted to ask something, he would just listen from the side, and would never do things like eavesdropping on corners.

"That's it."

Di Ling hesitated.

He didn't really want to expose Chen An.

But the two kept looking at him, hesitated for a while, and he still compromised.

The legend will respect the coach, and the coach will not hide the legend too much. Most of the two parties respect each other.

For example, Boss Long once provoked Xue Lao because of a misunderstanding, and the two had a fight, and Di Ling would plead for Boss Long as if.

"It's Chen An."

"Chen An?"

Zhu Lao pondered.

Chen Xia's eyes suddenly opened.

"It's the Chen An who knows how to use the sword formation, and was accepted as an apprentice by that guy, King Wu, who wants him to inherit the position of the number one swordsman in the human race!"

He straightened up and looked at the fighting spirit on Di Ling's face.

Dilling's scalp tingled suddenly.

He regretted exposing Chen An's identity.

Sword and sword repair, many people will also practice.

But when you reach a high-level realm, you will generally choose one of them to deepen.

Therefore, low-level swordsmen and swordsmen can coexist peacefully. When the level is high, conflicts will occasionally occur.

This is not a bad thing at all.

Anyway, if the lower part is not involved, the conflict will be a conflict. Once in a while, it will also help to improve the strength of both sides.

But the bad thing is that the current number one sword cultivator of the human race is too powerful, much stronger than the sword cultivator.

And Chen Xia himself, besides studying Feijian, is also a ruthless character who likes to fight.

This can be seen just by looking at his combat power.

Back then when King Wu accepted Chen An as his apprentice, besides really appreciating the other party's talent in swordsmanship, there was never any factor in Chen An's own dual cultivation of swords and swords.

One more knife repair is better than one more sword repair.

Perhaps it wasn't until King Wu used Chen An to reveal Chen Feng's Dao of the Sword that the former really decided to train Chen An to become his successor.

"Where is he?!"

Chen Xia's eyes were fiery.

Chen An's reputation is not small, especially in the last battle of the right army.

Cooperating with his own Chaofan, he sent Lu Mingfei to attack and kill the Chaofan peaks, and killed almost all of them in the later stage.

Chen Xia had never heard of the kind of formation that could assist others, so he became more and more curious.

The path he took was different from Chen An's. He paid more attention to the development of his own combat power, and occasionally accidentally injured his allies.

He also knows sword formation, but if Chaofan really wants to enter his sword formation, his fate may not be much better than that of the trapped demon.

"He's just..."

Di Ling kept winking at Mr. Zhu, hoping that the other party could say a few words.

But Zhu Lao just pretended not to see it.

"Momochiji, I'll find it myself!"

Chen Xia snorted coldly, and immediately left the camp.

Di Ling rubbed his head with a headache, couldn't help complaining and looked at Zhu Lao.

"Why don't you say a few words for me?"

"If this guy finds Chen An, there may be problems."

"so what?"

Zhu Lao shook his head, "Don't worry, although Chen Xia is a warlike person, he doesn't bother to bully the small. Unless he is dealing with demons, he always has the right to stop when dealing with young people of the human race."

"Ugh……"

Facing the meek old Zhu, Di Ling didn't know what to say, sighed, and immediately left the tent to chase after him.

……

……

In Lao Yun's camp, a bonfire banquet is being held.

Chen An held the barbecue, and there were two bunches of mushrooms on it. The fragrance was so fragrant that it whetted the appetite.

"what?"

Chen An felt something and turned his head suddenly.

I saw a middle-aged man holding a sword standing on the side of the tent not far away.

Seeing Chen An's keen perception and seeing himself quickly, Chen Xia nodded secretly in his heart.

"You are Chen An?" Chen Xia asked.

"It's the junior, who has seen the senior."

Chen An immediately stood up.

In the early warning of the super-sensing heart, the opponent's strength is unfathomable, as bright as a torch.

Not only is it far superior to Yun Lao, even King Wu and Xue Lao are far from opponents in terms of realm alone.

"It's a good seedling."

Chen Xia walked over.

Yun Lao and the others have also turned their heads to look.

Seeing that it was Chen Xia, Old Yun showed surprise on his face.

But soon, he seemed to think of something, and his face suddenly changed.

"Chen An, be careful!"

As soon as Old Yun finished speaking, a flying sword appeared silently behind Chen An, and was about to stab directly into Chen An's neck in the next moment.

But before the Feijian slash came, a ray of red light had already blocked Chen An's back, firmly blocking the opposite Feijian.

"What do you mean, Your Excellency!"

Even though there was no killing intent in the flying sword, Chen An was still shocked into a cold sweat.

"Means nothing."

Chen An recalled the flying sword behind Chen An.

"You and I are both sword cultivators, I'm just happy to see Lie Xin."

The next moment, a flying sword hovered beside Chen Xia.

"Promise me they're all yours."

"You can use any means, but if you can't suppress me, you can concentrate on practicing Feijian in the future."