Tiger Hill Sword Pond, the sword spirit moves strangely.

Not only did Zhao Changhe and Tang Wanzhuang feel a very familiar sense of déjà vu, but Tang Buqi, who was leading the team to surround Huqiu, stood by the sword pond with nostalgia in his eyes.

Long Que was even more excited in Ling Ruoyu's arms, and kept talking about his heroic appearance back then.

It was here that year that the evil sword leaked from the Sword Emperor's tomb almost destroyed Gusu. The protagonists of that battle underground were Zhao Changhe and Sisi, and the protagonists above ground were Longque and Tang Buqi. Longque

Angered by the shadow of the evil sword, Tang Buqi took on the responsibility of protecting him and faced life and death, thereby establishing the head of the Tang family, who changed from an incompetent person to a "gentleman but not equipped with weapons".

Later, the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum was determined to be a suspicious tomb, and the core that had been dared not to be developed was finally cracked into by the Demon Suppression Division. As expected, it was discovered that the interior of the mausoleum, which had been guarded for so long, was an empty shell and was completely bluffing. After that, it was

Directly fill it up and restore peace and tranquility to Gusu.

Ling Ruoyu didn't like to listen to Longque's bragging, because there was no Zhao Changhe or Xinghe in that battle, only how Longque himself cut down a sword shadow, but it felt like the other party was being described as Xinghe.

But I can only hold back and listen to her bragging. Anyone who knows about that battle will subconsciously connect today's scene with that time. At least the first reaction is "So the sword comes out of Tiger Hill, it really should be

It’s here”.

When Zhao Changhe and Tang Wanzhuang arrived, they happened to see a dark long sword rising slowly from the pool, with the sword tip down and the hilt up, floating in the middle of the pool. The surrounding area was filled with water mist, and it looked very strange.

The fairy spirit and the strong feeling of the night sky flooded into everyone's heart. It was just evening, but it made people feel like they were in a quiet night, and the hustle and bustle of people around them seemed to be completely invisible.

"It is indeed the Galaxy." Many people were whispering: "With such a strong meaning of the night sky, it can only be the legendary Galaxy..."

"This strong pressure and repulsion, and such a sharp sword energy, ordinary people cannot get close to it."

"Nonsense, as you said, the Galaxy Sword creates a world of its own to trap the devil. This is a divine weapon among divine weapons. How can ordinary people touch it?"

"Wu Hou is a friend of King Zhao and a strong man with the third level of secrets, so it should be okay, right?"

"Prime Minister Tang is still here!"

"It just so happens that the galaxy appears at this time and place. If the right time and place are in place, there is no need to worry about this matter."

Zhao Changhe looked at Tang Wanzhuang and saw that Tang Wanzhuang was chuckling. He knew that his wife knew what was going on.

This sword is indeed exactly the same as Xinghe. Others cannot recognize it. How could he, Zhao Changhe, not recognize that this is not Xinghe at all? But the aura inside is indeed similar, and the appearance details and casting process are also exactly the same, except for some that only exist in the Night Palace.

Except for the special material that cannot be replaced, the fake ones are almost the same as the real ones.

You must know that even Tang Wanzhuang cannot be so familiar with the detailed texture of the galaxy. After all, no one except Zhao Changhe himself can hold the sword and look at it endlessly. If the imitation is to be so fake, there is only one possibility - the whole process of making the sword.

The auxiliary Huangfu Qing, Yuan Sanniang, the inheritor of the sword-making craftsmanship, Ye Jiuyou, the birther of the meaning of the night sky, and possibly Yue Hongling, the master of the sword meaning, can create a fake of this level by working together.

In fact, if this level of forgery is created, even if it is not a galaxy, it is already a rare sword.

Ling Ruoyu frowned and looked at the sword, feeling strange in her heart: "Quque, is this really a galaxy?"

Long Que said: "What do you think?"

Ling Ruoyu said: "Why do I always feel different?"

Longque was silent for a moment: "Have you seen the galaxy?"

"No."

"Then why do you think it's different?"

"I don't know... maybe you just think Xinghe should be more powerful?"

"Xinghe has a lot of power. He is just an idiot who can't hit anyone with three poles and can only poke people in the buttocks."

"Then it's not a galaxy."

"Why?"

"Because if it were a galaxy, it would definitely come and beat you if you spoke like that."

Longque: "...became smarter."

"So what should we do now? Should we remind Wu Hou?"

"His aunt is here, why are you trying so hard to become his aunt?"

Ling Ruoyu turned around and looked over. Tang Buqi glanced over and saw his aunt and Zhao Changhe coming. He was determined and said with his hands behind his back: "Let me try it."

With that said, he stepped into the pool with his head held high and was about to swim up the waves.

"Swish, swish!" The sword energy overflowed.

Tang Buqi retreated in embarrassment, his brocade robe had been cut into tatters.

The "majestic and virtuous" Mr. Wu Hou blushed to the roots of his ears and gave Zhao Changhe a fierce look in the crowd. What was written on his face was: Why don't you give me some face with your sword?

Tang Wanzhuang couldn't help but turned her head, and Zhao Changhe also tilted his head to convey: "Who told you this is the Galaxy? Your aunt and I are still analyzing the situation, why are you pretending to be in such a hurry?"

Tang Buqi: "...grass."

The crowd was in an uproar: “Even Wu Hou’s level of cultivation can’t come close to the Divine Sword!”

Tang Buqi twirled his beard and said calmly: "This is just a test. It can be seen that the sword's rejection of those who approach is based on the opponent's practice. If someone with higher strength comes, the backlash will be more severe."

Someone asked: "Wu Hou is also a good friend of King Zhao. There is no problem with Xinghe's closeness. Does it really require King Zhao to come in person?"

Tang Buqi replied calmly: "Ever since my uncle was kicked in the head by a donkey, no one knows what he was thinking. How about you give it a try?"

Zhao Changhe: "?"

Tang Buqi added: "In addition, my uncle is ill and is said to be unable to lift, so he is quite hostile and repulsive towards men like us who can make great achievements. I suggest women come forward and give it a try."

Zhao Changhe: ""

An embroidered shoe was kicked from behind. Tang Buqi flew up like clouds and mist, and was kicked into the sword pond by his own aunt.

"Swish, swish, swish!" The sword energy was flowing wildly, and Tang Buqi was brutally beaten. He covered his lower body and crawled out of the pool like flying.

Countless guests wiped their sweat and bowed: "Prime Minister, this..."

Tang Wanzhuang said calmly: "Xinghe will reject anyone and will not reject me. I just go and get it."

Zhao Changhe nodded.

It's not useless for Tang Buqi to do these two things, so that he can understand the problem.

The sword was forged by my wives. It was used for fishing. It was placed on such an important occasion as the Tang family's banquet, and Tang Wanzhuang was still present. It was easy for the demons to take the sword seriously, and the main force gathered here to cause trouble. In fact,

Sanniang and others had long been waiting in the East China Sea to welcome the birth of Xinghe and ran away...

It just so happens that this kind of birthday banquet has many people and is very convenient for the demons to do their business. It is the best fishing ground. For so many years, it has been difficult for Zhenmo Si to distinguish who are the demons of heaven and who are controlled by the demonic energy.

, in this birthday banquet, most of the pretenders can be revealed, once and for all.

Poor birthday banquet protagonist himself didn’t know that his birthday banquet was so valuable. Even Tang Wanzhuang was probably not told clearly that the witches of the Four Elephants Sect were using Tang Wanzhuang’s performance to deceive people, but Wanzhuang must have seen through it.

, in cooperation.

As for the chaos, there will never be any trouble. Because it is Ye Jiuyou himself who is hiding in the fake galaxy pretending to be a "spirit". Coupled with the omnipresent Piaomiao, it is enough to protect the people at the birthday banquet intact, and then bring the demons of heaven and earth to justice.

Catch them all in one fell swoop.

Therefore, the "natural attack of the divine sword" that Tang Buqi suffered before was not at the same level as what he suffered after scolding Zhao Changhe for not doing so... He was really looking for death. In front of a witch like Jiuyou, scolding her man, if he hadn't seen

For the sake of being my husband's friend, I really don't care about him now.

Tang Wanzhuang stepped forward through the water. Sure enough, the fake sword seemed to feel the approach of her relatives. There was no attack from the sword energy at all. It was held by her honestly. Everything looked like how a real galaxy should behave.

But Tang Wanzhuang held the hilt of the sword but couldn't take it away, as if Xinghe was losing her temper and refused to follow her.

Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly and exploded with all her strength.

At the moment when she was competing with Xinghe, a terrifying black light suddenly erupted from the bottom of the pool, piercing Tang Wanzhuang's heart.

"Bang!" Tang Wanzhuang turned around and struck a black light, causing her to stagger slightly.

At the same time, at least half of the guests who were watching suddenly unsheathed their swords and placed them on the necks of their friends. At this moment, the entire Tiger Hill turned into a devil's cave. Black mist shrouded the heads of countless devils. Connections gathered, and the sky again

A demonic face appeared and shouted: "Tang Wanzhuang! Let go of Xinghe, otherwise this place will become a river of blood!"

Tang Wanzhuang seemed to hesitate slightly and let go of the fake galaxy. The black light swept across and directly rolled the fake galaxy into the sky.

Hei Wu continued to yell at Ling Ruoyu: "And that girl, throw the dragon bird over here!"

Tang Wanzhuang said calmly: "You just want Xinghe, why do you have to have Longque?"

The black mist rolled around Xinghe and sneered: "Xinghe has an extremely indifferent temperament. Even if he knows that you are one of his own, he will not easily follow you, unless he has the dragon bird who has been with him since he was a child."

Ling Ruoyu was dumbfounded.

I dare you to grab the dragon bird like crazy, it’s all for this from beginning to end.

Longque was also stupid.

I thought you wanted to rob me so much. Is it true that you robbed me to kidnap Xinghe?

So who am I? Just a sugar-coated haws used to kidnap children?

Ling Ruoyu didn't know what to do for a moment, so he looked at the "Senior Ancient Demon God" beside him for help.

Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "The third level of imperial realm... It's really worthy of him. After thirty years of gathering, he can still develop such a strong gathering of strength."

The third level of Yujing? Ling Ruoyu's heart pounded and he lowered his voice: "What should I do, senior? Xinghe is fake. If you are robbed, you will be robbed. But Dragon Bird is real, and it is not okay for Dragon Bird to be taken away by them!"

"It's okay, I think Longque has gone crazy now and will let them drink a pot..."
To be continued...