Global Cataclysm: Appearance of Ancestral Tablets at the Beginning

"Good knife skills."

In the blink of an eye, the number of flying swords besieging Chen An had increased to six.

Each one can compete with the bloodthirsty sword.

Chen An was anxious.

Although the opponent's flying sword didn't have much strength, it still cut through his proud golden body.

If he hadn't condensed a strand of dark gold-level proud golden body to resist the opponent's flying sword.

The flaw that was exposed close up before was enough to cut off Chen An's entire arm.

Finally, Chen An found an opportunity, and a flying sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

Led by the bloodthirsty sword, five flying swords were surrounded by Chen An, barely blocking Chen Xia's flying sword.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen An immediately stood up and rushed towards Chen Xia.

But in an instant, he had already arrived in front of Chen Xia.

Regardless of the flying sword coming from behind, Chen An slashed at the opponent's shoulder with the long knife in his hand.

shuh...

A ray of sword light shot from Chen Xia's arms.

Chen An's heart was shocked, but before he could react, a bloody gash had already been pulled out on his cheek, and the proud golden body failed to block it at all.

Chen An stopped where he was, and Fei Jian, who was chasing after him, also stopped at the same time.

Looking at the long sword held in the opponent's arms, Chen An only felt cold sweat all over his body, as if he had collapsed.

"Well, my swordsmanship is not bad."

Chen Xia suddenly smiled, and pushed back Jian Guang, who had been unsheathed half an inch from his arms.

More than make do.

This lunatic!

Chen An roared in his heart.

The flying sword held in this guy's arms turned out to be only the hilt, and the body of the sword contained in the scabbard was completely composed of powerful convergent sword lights. I am afraid that each strand alone would be enough to easily kill the extraordinary peak!

Even if it is an ordinary legend, such as the former Shirai, he must be seriously injured.

What the hell is this lunatic practicing!
Zanpakuto and Bloodthirsty Sword all returned to the different space.

Chen An cupped his fists again to salute, more respectful than before.

"Senior is strong, and I admit defeat."

At this moment, Chen An just wanted to go back to the camp, and tried to practice such a sword.

If he could train such a flying sword with a fusion of sword lights, Chen An would be sure to kill the opponent easily even if he encountered the late Chaofan!
"Hahaha, so sword repair is the right way."

Chen Xia laughed, and looked at Chen An seriously in a blink of an eye.

"How about abandoning saber skills and physical training skills, and concentrate on practicing swords with me?"

"This……"

Chen An seemed to be hesitating, but in fact he had already made a decision in his heart.

What are you kidding, give up your physique and sword skills, and concentrate on practicing swords?

Then his combat power will shrink in an instant.

If he only knew how to fly swords or sword formations, Chen An himself might have died a long time ago.

At a low level, he already had the ancestral tablet to lay the foundation, and it is impossible to abandon it now.

Not to mention, whether it is sword repair, knife repair, or body repair, he has seen masters among them.

Those people are still staying in the golden hall.

With such a group of famous teachers by his side, Chen An didn't have to worry about wasting time or even getting himself damaged.

"Okay, don't hesitate, it's decided."

Chen Xia said suddenly.

"Your surname is also Chen, and you are still a descendant of the Chen family, so you should be the leader."

"If you want to practice everything, and you want to go hand in hand, it will be more difficult for you to become a legend in the future than you imagined."

"legend?!"

Chen An couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

He looked at Chen Xia in front of him.

what does he knowDoes wanting to become a legend have a lot to do with whether one's own cultivation is complex or not?

If this is the case, Chen An may really have to make a choice.

However, that was also after discussing with Chen Feng's ancestors after being promoted to Chaofan.

If all three said so, he would definitely make a decision.

Promoting the legend is far more important than maintaining combat power.

If it is impossible to become a legend, no matter how powerful he is, it will not be of much use.

Possessing a combat power that rivals, or even disdains legends, may be complete for others.

But Chen An was different.

He knew very well that legends were not uncommon.

Back then, Chen Feng's ancestors and the three had even become legendary powerhouses, but they were defeated and died?

"After tomorrow, you show me the sword formation you practiced, and I will teach you a little bit then."

Keeping these words, Chen Xia suddenly disappeared in place, not giving Chen An a chance to refuse.

When he returned to the camp, Chen An still frowned.

At the gate of the camp, Old Yun looked at Chen An curiously.

Chen An's face suddenly darkened.

"Master Chen Xia didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Elder Yun was concerned.

Chen An ignored him, and went straight back to his tent with a cold snort.

If he still believes the nonsense of old Yun who is not ashamed in the future, he is stupid!

Thinking deeply, Chen An thought of the flying sword in Chen Xia's arms, and lost the thought of cultivation.

The next moment, Chen An suddenly appeared in the golden hall.

In the golden hall, Jianxian and Aogu opened their eyes at the same time.

Chen An looked at one side of the wall with surprise on his face.

"Ancestor Chen Feng!"

The last time I came in, I was still in the demon territory.

At that time, Chen Feng was still retreating, and Chen An didn't want to get involved in the grievances between Sword Immortal and Ao Gu, so he never came in again.

"You are here, how is your practice?"

Chen Feng stood up, his body was covered in golden light, no different from before.

But Chen An keenly noticed that the other party seemed to be much weaker.

Obviously, this is the aftermath of the last battle.

"I have returned to the territory of the human race, but in the extreme north of the demon..."

Chen An wanted to report to Chen Feng again.

But just as he blurted out the words, Chen Feng waved his hand.

"Sword Immortal and the others are right, it's not something you can touch right now."

"Yes."

Chen An was secretly startled.

Logically speaking, the sword and immortal would not take the initiative to inform Chen Feng about him.

But Chen Feng actually knew it in advance.

Even Chen Feng's stepping out of closed-door training may have something to do with it.

Chen An became more and more vigilant and curious. He only thought that if he had enough strength in the future, he must go to the extreme north to see what was there.

"Tell me, why did you come in?"

Chen Feng also knew that Chen An was not the kind of impulsive and reckless person. Although he had a hard head, he would not die.

There was no further reminder at the moment.

"I want to know, if you want to become a legend from extraordinary, whether it has something to do with your own fighting style."

Chen Feng fell into deep thought.

After a while, he said, "There is indeed a certain connection."

Chen An's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and immediately asked: "Then I have learned so many fighting styles concurrently, is it difficult to enter the legend?!"

"I thought you were going to say something important." Chen Feng showed a slight smile: "If that's what you want to ask, you don't have to be so nervous."

"Also, you don't need to deliberately suppress your extraordinary state right now."

"Ok?"

He suppressed the realm, because he didn't particularly trust Sword Immortal and Aogu, and wanted to let the ancestor Chen Feng go out of the customs, and give himself some pointers.

Hearing this sentence, he was puzzled.