Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Lin Beichen winked at Little Loli Bai Yunyun.

The latter jumped out immediately, presented his light blue two-handed sword, and said, "I'll come first. I'll come first. This fairy named it ... the big sword."

Fan Zuang's expression was blank.

After the people around him were slightly silent, they laughed.

Big sword?

算 What kind of ghost name is this?

But Bai Yunyun had obviously been brainwashed by Lin Beichen. He was very satisfied with the name. He held a curvy neck like a swan and said loudly, "What are you laughing about? My sword, I can call anything. This name is very OK ... Huh. "

Chen Lin Beichen bowed his head.

Little Loli, who is not yet in the world, I hope you will not regret when you know the three words of big health care in the future.

After all, Fan Zuang was the master of sword-making who had seen the world. He closed his mood and smiled. He performed the technique of [Fu Jian Ling] and imprinted his name on the sword.

Finish quickly.

The word Big Sword flashes above the light blue two-handed sword.

Bai Baiyun held the sword handle in both hands and poured his own energy into the great sword.

Buzz buzz!

There was also a slight vibration in the sword body.

"what?"

There was a hint of surprise in the depths of Fan Zuang's eyes.

With the infusion of Bai Jiyun's mysterious spirit, the big sword was flashing blue and yellow, and the flames fluctuated. If there was a sound of the sword, the sword came out from the sword.

Everyone around him changed his face.

"80% fit?"

Fan Zuang was extremely surprised.

This value is higher than Cao Potian's Zhetian Sword before.

There was a glimmer of haze on Cao Potian's face.

"What is your name, Xiaoyougui?"

Among the older generation, a middle-aged woman with a thin, pale face was flashing like a phantom, and she came directly from the seat to Bai Yunyun, her eyes flashing with light, staring proudly Petite loli, as if she saw something rare.

Gao Lin Beichen recognized that this middle-aged woman was the one who had put the big sword on the square stone table before.

Her, she is the creator of this sword.

"Her name is Bai Jiyun, a first-year student at Yunmeng City Third College."

Chu Hen stood up on the banquet seat, and stood up to answer, and then said: "President Lu, is there anything wrong?" The middle-aged woman named Mr. Lu, said: "Oh, it's okay, but I never thought I was able to meet a junior who could wake up my sword to such a degree and fit it so well, haha, it is a good seed, Director Chu. When the test of sword is finished, I want to go to the third college I do n’t know if it is convenient to visit it? "

There were several thoughts in Lu Chuchen's heart, with a smile on his face: "Of course, you are the chairman of the helm of the Hai'an Leader of the Chamber of Commerce, who has a distinguished status and can visit my third college.

"Thank you so much."

The middle-aged woman returned to the banquet seat again.

Bai Yunyun awakened the sword, as if she had got a beloved toy, she couldn't put it down, and with her hands a big sword larger than her body, she raised her head over her head and hurriedly returned to her seat.

"It's your turn."

She said to Lin Beichen.

The latter held a large silver sword with lightning in his right hand and a silver sword with his left hand and a small silver sword on his waist. He came in front of Fan Zuang and saluted, saying, "Trouble Master Fan, my sword, It's called ... Germany. "

"De?"

Fan Zuang a moment.

名字 What's this name?

"Cut, it's not good at all." Bai Yiyun was in his seat, and gave a disappointed vomit: "It's called the Great Silver Sword. It's so good, oh, it's wrong, lascivious ... But, it also fits the identity and reputation of the big satyr. , Oh, what is the virtue, this big satyr doesn't even weigh himself, all over his body, where there is virtue? "

"Some Kendo masters once said that the more a person lacks, the more he likes to show off," Cao Potian said at the right time. "It seems that you also know that you have no virtue, so you will give the sword, Such a nondescript name. "

"呸. You know an egg."

Lin Lin Beichen went back and said, "I am a civilized person and I always like to serve people with virtue."

White 嵚 cloud hold.

The people around are also a look of astonishment.

Fan Zuang cried with laughter and said, "So what do you call morality to serve people, just use this sword to cut down others?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

Chen Lin Beichen naturally asked back.

The corner of Fan Zuang's mouth was pulled out slightly.

He has given many swords names, but it ’s the first time to see such a strange name and such a strange master.

I didn't ask too much. The young sword-master, cast the sword sword [fu sword spirit], and began to name it.

at the same time.

海 Bai Haiqin didn't know what was coming to mind, and in the depths of the seemingly indifferent eyes, a trace of inexplicable essence disappeared.

Ding Sanshi in the seat opposite me, also remembered some things, and the corner of his mouth slowly sketched out the radian, if any, cursing in his heart: this little bastard.

At this moment, Fan Zuang in the field suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone heard the sound and looked.

I saw the forehead of this young sword-sword master, there was a fine layer of sweat oozing out. He was surging with a strong wave of mysterious energy. The index finger of his right hand was blooming like a red iron lead. The orange-red glow was moving very slowly on the sword body of the Great Silver Sword with extreme difficulty.

I wrote a simple word "German", and at this time I wrote the second stroke.

"How could this be?"

Stuck in his heart, set off a rough sea.

At the beginning, when his master Fan taught the technique of "Fu Jian Ling", he once said a secret: when the swordsman's will inherits the will of heaven and earth, when the sword's name is linked to the Supreme Path, the sword's name will encounter Great obstruction. Every time a pen is written, the nominee will suffer a huge backlash. Every time he writes, he will behave like a mountain.

Isn't this young man in Yunmeng City a character that has inspired the spirit of heaven and earth?

Nuo thoughts flashed in his heart, he looked up and yelled at Lin Beichen: "Cooperate with me."

"Ah?" Lin Beichen said a little: "How to cooperate?"

Others don't need to cooperate, why is it necessary for me to be special?

No.

I just want to be low-key.

"Hold the sword, inject mysterious energy." Fan Zuang shouted off.

Lin Lin Beichen had to reach out and hold the hilt of the big silver sword to inject his own energy into the sword body.

Swords of this level are specially made for the purpose. The intrinsic pattern of the Xuanwen pattern is affirmative. Compared with the popular blue bird sword in the city, the mysteriousness is much higher. The Xuanwen array within the fast sword body was urged, and the silvery light like the moon bloomed.

At this time, Fan Zuang only felt that his finger was down, and suddenly he became very smooth.

Finger forward.

Swipe a stroke and imprint it on the sword.

I mean, at this time, something that everyone didn't expect happened.

Huh!

With Lin Beichen as the center, within 30 meters of the circle, everyone ’s swords suddenly shook and screamed, as if struggling to break free from the scabbard, towards the handle is about to be completed The big silver sword that gave the sword name shot like the past.