Before the rising Shen Yuan landed, he saw a bright light suddenly flash in the silver mirror, and the incident happened suddenly, Shen Yuan obviously didn't expect that his silver mirror did not contain the sword of demon suppression, but attracted the movement of the sword of demon suppression.

"Senior sister!" Su Yue hurriedly went over to help her, Shen Yuan watched the dark path of the Demon Suppression Sword break out of the mirror again, and he didn't care about standing up and hurriedly gathered the broken silver mirror in the air, and was about to get up but was pressed to the ground by a white-clothed flash: "The spirit weapons are all broken, and I want to accept this sword." ”

Fan Chen casually folded the fan in his hand and looked at the sword of demon suppression that was screaming again: "That's not how the evil beast is collected. ”

"This is the sword forged by my Third Watch Pavilion!" Shen Yuan shook off the mortal dust and stood up to summon the silver mirror back.

Fan Chen smiled: "But you are not a member of the Third Watch Pavilion for a long time. The bell must be tied to the bell, and this sword is just mourning the death of his former master. ”

"Immortal Death?" Shen Yuanmei looked at Mu Rufeng, who was full of loneliness, and smiled mockingly: "Isn't its former owner standing there decently?"

Fan Chen shook his head, stood up lightly, and reached out and knocked Su Yue's head with a folding fan to signal her to follow.

The mortal dust dressed in white with gold edges made Su Yue feel that he had a bit of an immortal taste today. He followed Fan Chen in a daze, not knowing what he wanted to do, and followed Fan Chen all the way to Mu Rufeng: "The Yuan Shen is well-raised, but this evil fate should also be cleaned up." ”

"Will you still be able to resist the sword in these hundreds of years?" asked Fan Chen unhurriedly, as if there were just a few black birds chirping in the sky.

Mu Rufeng nodded.

"The original agreement between the two of you, you two know for yourself, you know in your heart who the spiritual weapon is, if you continue to cut this sword and the consequences of the two of you, I don't need to say more. Fan Chen said and casually pulled out the double sword on Su Yue's waist, weighed it and handed it to Mu Rufeng.

Then he took out a jet-black ruler from the placket and handed it to Mu Rufeng: "Maybe it's useful." ”

"It's ...... No measuring scale?" Mu Rufeng looked at Fan Chen in surprise, this is an ancient artifact.

The wailing of the sword of the demon suppression became more and more miserable, the dark clouds became heavier and heavier, and the humidity also rose in all directions, and the disciples who gathered under the bridge to riot gradually dispersed, leaving only a few people. Tang Yuan and Xia Manyi also walked towards Su Yue, and they were extremely surprised to see the Measuring Ruler.

Fan Chen waved his hand: "It's not borrowed for nothing, go ahead." ”

Mu Rufeng gave the flower in his hand to Su Yue, picked up the long sword and jumped up.

Su Yue raised her head and looked at her sword at Mu Rufeng's feet, trembling a little, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Don't worry, your little spiritual power can't affect his sword. But your swords are really lighter. Fan Chen saw through what Su Yue was thinking and said comfortingly.

"You know everything. Su Yue looked up at Fan Chen. This man can always easily read people's minds.

The white clothes fluttered with the cool breeze, and after Mu Rufeng approached the sword of the demon suppression, the sword roared even more tragic and piercing, and there was a rumbling thunder in the sky, and the heavy rain fell, and Shao Binglan and the princess of the East China Sea, Ling Huyue and others who came to hear the strange movement.

"It's raining, don't hurry up and help your senior sister go back. Fan Chen didn't answer Su Yue's question, but casually changed a cloak and draped it on Su Yue's body, and turned to Tang Yuan and Xia Manyi, who were standing aside watching Mu Rufeng and the Demon Suppression Sword play.