Chapter 111: What ghost name

Everyone's face changed.
The teenagers reached out and held their hilt.
The elders used Xiu to bloom a little, and controlled the sword.
Huh!
The sound of Ji Jianming is still more than that.
Cao Potian didn't take it for granted, but gradually he couldn't suppress Zhetian sword with his mental strength. He had to put his hand on the hilt to prevent it from scabbing, but Zhetian sword still struggled in the scabbard.
Eastern warfare is holding the sword handle with both hands, and it is extremely difficult to control the sword without fear.
Other teenagers, such as Xue Yan, Song Queyi, Song Qingfeng, Lin Haitang, etc., also tried their best to control the sword, so that the extreme sword would not fly out.
Bai Baiyun is almost like a rag doll hung on a large sword, trying his best to maintain it, grasping the hilt with one hand, and holding the stone pillar next to him, barely sucked.
Of course, there are also people such as Xia Houchong, Xia Hou Ang, etc. Although they tried hard to maintain it, it was finally difficult to control the sabre at the waist. In the snoring, the long sword flew out and shot towards Lin Beichen.
Huh!
Like a fairy flying sword.
Dozens of swords smashed into the air, and they were all suspended in a place about two meters away from Lin Beichen.
This made Chu mark, who was about to take a shot, relieved, and did not move.
at this time--
"It's done."
Fan Zuang sighed with joy.
I saw the last drop of the word "de" and finally completed the entire process of naming the sword.
He was sweating and his face flushed, as if he had lost a serious illness, but the ecstasy in his eyes couldn't be concealed.
In this case, although the name assignment is difficult, it is a rare opportunity for the sword master. With the cooperation of the sword master, the entire process of the sword spirit is completed, as if the warrior broke the cultivation bottleneck It means that from then on, his sword forging has become a qualitative leap. Maybe it won't be long before he can practice the technique of [Fu Jian Soul].
Lin Lin Beichen only felt a sense of blood connection, coming from the hilt of the German sword.
双手 This two-handed sword is like an extension of one's arms, and seems to be one with himself.
This is more comfortable than before when he held any sword.
It seems that I was a game house in the previous life. In countless times, I finally held the feeling of ecstasy.
Each swordsman must have his own sword.
I really do.
He waved his sword.
Huh!
Suddenly more than a dozen swords suspended in mid-air broke and shattered all at once.
"Scared?"
He Lin Beichen then noticed something wrong around him.
"You ... unexpectedly attack me without my attention?"
His brain was running fast, Lin Beichen flew the pan without hesitation, and said, "It's so shameless. But the ugly words are in the front. Everyone has seen it, my virtue, I can't touch your sword just now, so these I won't pay for the broken sword. "
Someone in Lin Lin is now a hairless iron cock.
Want him to pay?
impossible.
Xia Xia Hou Chong and others saw this scene, one by one crying, crying without tears.
Their sabre, although not a treasure, is also a weapon of choice, worth a lot, and it was obtained by wasting their minds. The result was such an inexplicable break and destruction that their hearts were bleeding.
"One hundred percent fit, one sword comes out, one hundred swords are destroyed, haha, congratulations, you got a fitting sword."
Fan Zuang's eyes flashed with shock in the eyes, carefully covering them up, arching with a smile.
Fit sword?
"what is that?"
Gao Lin Beichen widened his ignorance eyes.
"Hehe, the wonderful part of it, the little friend knows himself in the future." Fan Zuang didn't explain, and smiled and said, "There are two other swords. Let me continue to give the sword name to the little friend."
How come this guy suddenly became so enthusiastic?
Is the attitude change before and after too obvious?
Suddenly suspicious, Lin Beichen passed the Bank of China sword and said, "It's called Dolan."
Fan Zuang a moment: "Doran?"
"Yeah, early alignment artifact."
Chen Lin Beichen was feeling authentic.
Early match?
What the hell?
Fan Zuang was aggressive.
其他 Everyone else was stunned.
Doran sword?
Very strange name.
Who is Doran?
Name?
Hey, or a place name?
"Okay, as you wish." Fan Zuang didn't ask much at last, but fulfilled his role as a sword-sword master, using [Fu Jian Ling] mystery, and carved the word 'Doran' on the Bank of China sword. Above the sword.
This time, there is no picture of a hundred sword worship.
But when Lin Beichen held Dolan's sword, a touch of bright silver-colored black patterns flickered, activating the formation within the sword body. When this newly-forged sword was awakened, Qingyue's long sword-sounding sound was still Clearly echoing in the city's main mansion, the movement was greater than that of Cao Potian and Bai Jiyun.
Everyone changed their colors.
Cao Potian's face was very dark.
And Fan Zuang exclaimed: "Again ... 100% fit?"
Another fit sword?
He stared at Lin Beichen, wondering in his heart, this young man, wouldn't it be the pure sword type in the legend?
Can you be born with Wan Jian?
Not too possible.
The probability is too low.
Even in Baiyun City, such a genius may not be.
Bei Lin Beichen waved the Dolan Sword a few times, feeling very good, as if the arm instructed, it seemed to be one with the body.
Not bad.
Suddenly he was a bit reluctant to sell it.
He handed the small silver sword, that is, the pale silver short sword, to Fan Zuang, and said, "This sword is called ... uh ... Zheng Yi."
Zheng Yi?
又 What is this ghost name?
Fan Zuang's smiling expression gradually solidified.
Others heard the name, and they were stunned.
Autumn Petite Loli Bai 嵚 yun said with a staggered expression: "Zheng Yijian?"
Chen Lin Beichen glanced back and said, "What do you say? Say it again."
Bai Yunyun subconsciously said: "Zheng Yijian."
"What?" Lin Beichen asked again.
"Zheng-Yi-Sword-!!! ''
Qi Bai Jiyun issued a roar of evil dragons: "Are you clear?"
"Hahaha, listen clearly." Lin Beichen smiled back with satisfaction, and said, "Yes, it is Zheng Yijian."
What a memorable name.
I came to this world, it was really all kinds of loneliness and cold.
I feel happy to hear a familiar name like this in the past.
He named the Zhongyin Sword as 'Doran Sword' and the Xiaoyin Sword as 'Zheng Yijian'. Remind yourself that I am an earth person, and I must try my best to return to the earth.
Because, on earth, friends and family are waiting for themselves.
Mom and Dad must be looking for themselves all over the world like crazy.
何 How anxious and desperate are they?
So be sure to go back.
Chen Lin Beichen solemnly said, "Master Fan, if you have any work, you are called Zheng Yijian."