Archeology comes true: Go crazy, and say that the game was compiled

Although the Suppressing Corpse Sword seems to be only a seven-foot green blade, its weight is extremely high.

Chen Ping roughly estimated that it weighed about forty to fifty catties, and it would be enough for ordinary people to just mention it.

But at this moment, in front of him who possesses Qilin blood, he can be driven like an arm.

"Om-"

The Suppressing Corpse Sword trembled slightly, a cyan streamer was drawn in the air, and Chen Pingan threw out a sword flower.

Then his expression turned serious, he clenched his long sword tightly, and suddenly shot towards the ancient corpse.

"Roar--"

There was also a muffled growl from the mouth of the general's ancient corpse.

His body was also like a missile, rushing towards Chen Pingan.

Under the tremendous force, every step he takes, the ground will be shattered, setting off layers of debris.

Such an exaggerated scene continued to magnify in the eyes of everyone.

"This power..."

"Just like a military tank, how can this win!"

The crowd murmured and looked at Chen Pingan, who was facing the ancient corpse.

In comparison between the two, Chen Pingan's body looked so thin.

This made everyone a little bit unbearable.

A picture appeared in their minds.

The weak Chen Pingan collided head-on with the ancient corpse, and was smashed into a pulp by the general's ancient corpse in an instant.

However, when everyone looked up at Chen Pingan again, they were stunned for an instant.

I saw the ancient corpse of the general charged towards Chen Pingan with a gust of wind.

But when they were only a few centimeters away from Chen Pingan and were about to collide,

Chen Ping suddenly stood on tiptoe.

Immediately.

The body is like a bird, jumping up.

In an instant, he dodged an attack from the general's ancient corpse.

"The control of the body is still a bit unsatisfactory!"

Standing behind the ancient corpse, Chen Pingan thought.

Although he has obtained the Qilin blood, his physical fitness has risen sharply.

But before that, he had the physical fitness of an ordinary person, and he needed time to adapt to this strength.

"Om-"

A howl of swords was startled.

The Suppressing Corpse Sword felt the breath of the ancient corpses of the generals around it, and suddenly the sword trembled slightly.

"Roar--"

And this general's ancient corpse missed, it seemed a little angry, suddenly stretched out its pitch-black ghost claws, and grabbed Chen Pingan fiercely.

"It came just right!"

Chen Pingan drank in a low voice.

Subsequently.

"bass--"

A light blue sword light flashed, and the ghost claws of the ancient corpse collided with Chen Pingan's Suppressing Corpse Sword.

Just as soon as he touched it, his body was cut off by the Suppressing Corpse Sword in an instant, like gold and iron.

stunned!

Everyone was stunned.

The picture they expected did not appear.

in contrast.

After just one meeting, Chen Ping cut off one arm of the general's ancient corpse on the spot.

That ancient corpse whose body was like gold and iron was like paper under the Suppressing Corpse Sword.

And that's not the end.

With a sword handed out, Chen Ping turned around again, jumped up again, and stood straight in the void.

Subsequently.

"laugh--"

The sword light flashed again, and the corpse-cutting sword pierced straight into the eyebrows of this ancient corpse of the general, piercing through its entire head.

And the general's ancient corpse suddenly seemed to be hit at its weak point, the green light in its eyes dimmed, its waving arms drooped, and it fell powerlessly to the ground.

"boom--"

The body of the ancient corpse fell to the ground.

And the people who watched the battle subconsciously woke up like a dream.

Some people rubbed their eyes, and some doubted whether they were awake.

This scene is just as fake.

A strange corpse of a general suddenly climbed up from the coffin, its strength can be called terrifying.

Then he was hacked to death by another young man with an ancient bronze sword?

At this moment, Professor Wang was also standing there in a daze, and the scene of Chen Ping beheading the ancient corpse just now kept replaying in his mind.

The more I recall, the more horrified I feel.

that speed...

that power...

Is this really something a normal game director can do?

Which game director can kill ancient corpses with a sword? !

Professor Wang was stunned, and the monitor in his hand fell to the ground, just in front of him.

He couldn't help but glance at the barrage on the monitor again.

"Suppressing Corpse Sword! Suppressing Corpse Sword!"

"The sword in Chen Ping's hand is the corpse-suppressing sword in the game!"

"I'm numb, this is definitely the Suppressing Corpse Sword, the texture is exactly the same as in the game!"

"It's amazing, not only the copy is the same, but even the props are exactly the same, right?!"

"Even the tomb robbers in the game are based on the prototypes of your own equipment. You still say you are not a tomb robber?"

Professor Wang was dumbfounded.

"Suppressing corpse sword?"

"That is to say, the sword in Chen Pingan's hand already has a prototype in the game?"

"This sword belongs to him, he told me that he is not a grave robber?!"

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Chapter 21 This Is the Only Relic Left to Me by My Poor Third Uncle

Turning around slowly, Chen Pingan looked at the general's ancient corpse lying on the ground.

The ancient corpse's dark green eyes were tightly closed, and the bronze corpse-suppressing sword pierced directly between its brows.

At this moment, Professor Wang next to him picked up the monitor in his hand, and said slowly according to a barrage on the monitor:

"Suppressing Corpse Sword...an ancient bronze sword made of Tianyang Bronze. It has a suppressive effect on ancient corpses such as zongzi and zombies by stabbing them between the eyebrows!"

"Xiao Chen, you still say you are not a tomb robber?"

"The corpse suppressing sword in your game is based on this sword, right?"

Professor Wang walked over slowly. Although he had questions, he still bowed sincerely to Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan immediately moved away and waved his hand: "You don't need to thank my professor, I just happen to want to try the power of this corpse-suppressing sword in my hand!"

"As for the barrage, because of this corpse-suppressing sword, I am classified as a tomb robber. This is simply nonsense!"

While speaking, Chen Pingan looked at Professor Wang with a "serious" face:

"Professor Wang, you also know that my third uncle died young and had a tragic fate!"

"And this corpse-suppressing sword..."

"That is the only relic he left to me during his lifetime!"

"It is the only proof that my third uncle was in this world!"

"It's also my spiritual sustenance!"

Chen Pingan said seriously.

Of course, he was not aimless, let alone making a fuss.

In fact, the effect of this corpse-suppressing sword is really miraculous. He was worried that Professor Wang would confiscate the sword when he became agitated.

Who can Nat Meow turn to for reasoning?

However, it was clear that Chen Pingan was thinking too much, and Professor Wang did not have such thoughts.

Glancing at Chen Pingan with gratitude and appreciation, Professor Wang nodded again and again: "I still have to thank you again!"