Chen Fan walked into the room on the first floor, Li Mei had just completed a transaction, and there was a rusty sword on the table, seeing Chen Fan coming in, she asked Hu Xiang'er and Peach Blossom to greet the next guests, and casually put the rusty sword on the table into the wooden box, and said, "How can you show your true face?" I saw the scene outside, these people, all of them look like nouveau riche, I think I'm a bit like a pig killer now, but there are also some people who want to fool around with fake things, I think it's necessary for you to ask for a treasure master. ”

Chen Fan casually moved the wooden box in front of him, picked up the extremely simple long sword in the box and held it in his hand, dusting off the rust spots on it, "Since the Nangong family appeared at the door of Chen's house, my dual identity has lost its meaning, and now so many people come to ask for Xuanji Pavilion, and the people and forces who want to do it to my relatives around me are afraid of it, Secretary Li, now there are more and more people asking for medicine, don't be afraid of offending people, the conditions that should be mentioned, we must be mentioned, we can't be fooled by others with any scrap copper and rotten iron......"

After speaking, Chen Fan waved the sword in his hand at will!

Airplanes!

The rusty sword dropped a lot of debris, but the sound of the sword body was not broken at all, but there was a low dragon groan!

"Huh??"

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows, showing an inexplicable look in his eyes, he took a closer look at the sword in his hand, and saw that the sword was three feet three feet long, one inch two wide, and the hilt was like a dragon's mouth spitting out a sword, just because the rust on it covered the dragon's fishtail, and the tip of the sword was neatly cut off, becoming a broken sword, losing its appearance.

But Chen Fan held it in his hand at this time, and with a slight urge, there was a feeling that the dragon had awakened, and the sword aura was like a dragon.

Li Mei also showed a hint of astonishment, "This sword??"

"Maybe you've found a treasure. ”

Chen Fan's eyes lit up, and he didn't say much, and his figure disappeared into the room in a flicker.

When Chen Fan reappeared, he was already in the underground secret room of the Xuanji Pavilion.

The broken sword was waved by Chen Fan casually and stood in the air.

"Whew!"

A thick pure yang power formed a scabbard-like shape, and the broken sword was wrapped in pure yang power as a whole.

Buzz.

A strange sound emanated from the blade.

Countless debris fell to the ground.

The broken sword gradually revealed its original appearance, this is a long sword with a dark body, the sword body is carved with a special dragon pattern, the pattern is not a seal planed when casting, but injected into it in a special way of carving, perhaps because it has suffered some kind of great destructive force, the spiritual power contained in these dragon patterns has completely disappeared, leaving only subtle traces.

The dragon's mouth on the hilt of the sword is vividly inlaid, as if it has come to life.

Even if Chen Fan didn't know the origin of this sword, he would almost blurt out that this sword should be 'Black Dragon Shen Abyss'!

With the refining of the power of pure yang, the sound emitted from the sword body became more and more high-pitched and crisp, but no matter how Chen Fan urged the power of pure yang to scorch, the sword body was always as black as ink.

On the contrary, it was the rust that had fallen off before, as if it was not the casting material of the sword, but for some reason, attached to its surface.

The look of anticipation in Chen Fan's eyes became stronger and stronger, and suddenly, he remembered a special forging method in the Liuren Forging Chapter!

The power of pure yang was withdrawn, Chen Fan scattered his five fingers, and five thunderbolts of different colors rattled, and thousands of thunder threads wound towards the sword body.

Chen Fan's pupils shrank, and he wanted to use the Thunder Forging Method to check the material and value of this sword.

As a result, a scene that Chen Fan did not expect appeared, after the thousands of thunder threads he cast, after pouring into the sword body, it was actually a mud cow into the sea and disappeared without a trace.

"Huh?"

Chen Fan couldn't help but show a look of doubt, and the scene in front of him made him scratch his head.

Chen Fan groaned slightly, the thunder on his fingertips was more than twice as powerful as just now, and the arc was not only connected into silk threads, but also in the form of a net, and countless thunder nets shrouded the sword body.

Chen Fan's eyes were surging, his perspective eyes were opened, and every ray of thunder became extremely realistic, and his movements seemed to have slowed down several times.

This time, Chen Fan finally found the reason for Lei Mang's disappearance, and countless Lei Mang was attracted by the rune patterns carved on the sword.

The thunder that was cast twice did not disappear, but was absorbed.

Discovering this strange phenomenon, Chen Fan was curious, and the surging spiritual power continued to be injected into the black broken sword.

The rune pattern gradually brightened, one, two, three.

After the fourth pattern was lit, sweat was pouring from Chen Fan's face, but there was excitement in his eyes.

There are a total of eight rune patterns on the broken sword, if the sword is complete, there should be nine patterns, Chen Fan almost exhausted the spiritual power in his body just now, and only four of them were lit, which means that with Chen Fan's cultivation, he can't exert half of the power of the broken sword.

A broken sword drove up, and it took so much effort, making Chen Fan more and more curious in his heart, what kind of person could use this sword completely.

And what kind of sharp weapon can cut the broken sword neatly.

Holding the broken sword lit up with four patterns, there was a faint peculiar connection between Chen Fan and the broken sword.

Chen Fan took a deep breath, and the Shenyue scimitar suddenly appeared, and Chen Fan held it in his hand, breaking the sword in one hand and the scimitar in the other!

With a strong urge of both hands, the Shenyue scimitar flashed silver, while the broken sword did not have any sword qi fluctuations.

"Khoo!!"

"Kang!"

Swords and swords collide together.

The Divine Moon Scimitar made a crisp sound, and the blade collapsed like a crescent moon.

The Broken Sword, on the other hand, emits a low dragon groan, as if a sleeping dragon has been awakened.

With his hands apart, Chen Fan glanced at the broken sword for the first time, and found that there was no trace left in the place where they collided, and his face showed a look of satisfaction!

The sharpness of the Shenyue scimitar, no one knows it better than Chen Fan, but the broken sword on his right hand looks simple and old, but there is no sign of damage, which shows that the grade of this broken sword is no less than the Shenyue scimitar.

"Good sword!"

Chen Fan was happy in his heart, although the sword in his hand was broken, but there was no doubt that he had picked up a treasure, and he had comprehended a set of ten thousand sword tricks from the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram, and he was missing a sword in his hand.

Now this broken sword in his hand is just in time!

Chen Fan's consciousness moved, and he was about to incorporate the broken sword into the ring, but the broken sword did not react at all.

Chen Fan was not surprised by this phenomenon, he stroked the sword body, his fingers held the blade of the sword, blood flowed down the sword, and after a while, the sword body was stained red with blood.

Chen Fan threw the sword away, and drew a series of refining runes from his fingertips, these runes combined with blood, and gradually soaked into the broken sword.

The little bit of connection that was there before gradually became closer.

Five hours later, a dragon roar sounded from the chamber, and a black light flashed away.

Chen Fan appeared near the wall, grabbed it out of thin air, and a black sword condensed out of thin air.

"Click!"

On the hard wall, there were dense openings, which grew bigger and bigger, and finally the whole wall completely collapsed!

"Good sword!

Chen Fan stroked his sword, and the sword buzzed loudly, circling around Chen Fan, and was included in the ring by Chen Fan.

(End of chapter)