The God and Buddha are actually me

Yue Ling is here!

Everyone in the Yue family was refreshed and sat up straight subconsciously, especially the young people, whose eyes suddenly lit up.

A shot of gun, thunder and fire came suddenly.

Yue Ling is Yue Ling, without any nonsense, before the voice fell, the tip of the Overlord Spear had already pierced in front of the eyes of Ji Datong.

The spear light was thousands of feet high, accompanied by the roar of tigers and dragons, shaking the entire Yingsong Pavilion.

Puff!

This shot went directly into Ji Zhen's left eye, and the tip of the gun penetrated the skull. It was the formation-breaking style of the Overlord Spear Technique, charging into battle, brave and unparalleled, the most fierce and fierce, ruthless and decisive!

However, this powerful shot did not splash blood when it pierced Ji Zhen's body, but sprayed a stream of water.

In full view of the public, Ji Zhen turned into a pool of water and disappeared without a trace.

Yue Ling looked back suddenly, her eyes were sharp and bright, and there seemed to be golden flames burning in the depths of her pupils, and lightning was flowing, like a tiger turning back and a dragon looking out.

The next moment, Ji Zhen's figure appeared in the direction she was staring at. He was pinching the seal with his hands, his eyes were alert, and there was a trace of burns on his cuffs.

Obviously, the shot just now was too fast and too fierce, so he didn't react completely.

How could this woman become more violent and impulsive after entering the sixth realm?

She started to fight directly without a word, and the shot just now was merciless, obviously she had murderous intentions. If he hadn't reacted, he would probably be seriously injured at this moment.

"Minglie Hou, are you going to rebel?"

Ji Zhen said angrily: "Even if you don't agree to the marriage, you can just refuse. His Majesty is proposing marriage, not granting marriage, but you directly attacked me. Is your Yue family really lawless and despise the monarch?"

He was filled with righteous indignation and immediately put a big hat on him.

In fact, he was not angry but happy. Minglie Hou was still too young and easily impulsive. This time he had a handle, and the marriage proposal would be more certain.

As expected, after Ji Zhen finished speaking, Yue Shuai's eyes condensed and he had to speak out.

"General, this is not-"

"Dad, who told you that he is the general?"

Yue Ling stood with a gun, his eyes cold and sharp, his golden armor shining, his red robe fluttering, and his handsome face full of frost.

Yue Shuai was stunned, and even Ji Zhen was stunned. He didn't expect Yue Ling to suddenly say such a sentence.

"Your Majesty is a wise king, who is most sympathetic to the difficulties of the soldiers at the border. How could he use military pay and food as a bargaining chip for marriage proposal?"

"This is simply absurd and a slander against Your Majesty!"

Yue Ling danced a gun flower casually, and then pointed the gun tip at Ji Zhen, with murderous intent in his eyes and indignation on his face.

"So it must be you, the demon, pretending to be the commander-in-chief and lying about the imperial edict. Today, I will kill you and prevent His Majesty's wisdom from being damaged!"

These words were said with great righteousness, which made Ji Zhen choke for a moment.

When did the former reckless man Yue Ling... become so cunning and despicable?

He always talked about righteousness and wanted to protect His Majesty. He was even more loyal than him, the commander-in-chief of the imperial guards.

If you don't know, you really think he is a traitor?

Even General Yue and Mrs. Shen were stunned, thinking that their daughter suddenly became a little strange.

The shot just now was like her temperament, but the words she said were not like her.

General Yue glanced at Zhang Jiuyang calmly, and seemed to understand something in his heart.

This is a master helping behind the scenes, but he didn't expect that his daughter, who always hated these schemes, would listen to him so much.

"Nonsense, I am Ji Zhen, who dares to pretend to be me?"

"How do you prove that you are Ji Zhen?"

Yue Ling asked firmly.

"I..."

Ji Zhen was a little confused. He had never encountered such a problem in these years. How can I prove that I am me?

"I can't say it, I am guilty!"

"Nonsense, I have the imperial edict, the waist badge of the commander of the imperial army, the rock sword given by the late emperor, and my black water method, who in the world can use it?"

Ji Zhen was a real person in the sixth realm after all, and he reacted quickly and refuted it, while not forgetting to put pressure on Yue Shuai.

"Marshal Yue, even if Minglie Hou is young and doesn't know these, you are an old minister, you can't be unaware of it!"

Yue Shuai frowned and had to say: "Ling'er, those things can't be fake, they are all real, put down your gun first."

Although he preferred his daughter, as a minister of Daqian, he couldn't be vague on these issues.

Yue Ling did not put away the gun, but said calmly: "The things are real, but they do not mean that the people are real. Father, you have been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and you do not understand the power of demons."

"There is an evil spirit in the underworld, named the Painted Skin Master. This demon is best at the art of painting skins. He can replace the dead with the dead, and even the skills and magical powers can be forged. It is hard to guard against. It once made my Imperial Observatory suffer a great loss."

"Now this person dares to slander your majesty and sow discord with the face of the commander-in-chief. As the supervisor of the Imperial Observatory, my daughter has the responsibility to arrest him for interrogation. Please do not interfere."

These words are well-founded, and they specifically point out that it is the affairs of the Imperial Observatory. According to the ancestral precepts of Daqian, the Imperial Observatory handles cases independently and specializes in the affairs of demons. Except for the emperor, no civil or military officials are allowed to interfere.

Even if they are father and daughter, even if Yue Jiang is the Grand Marshal of the Jizhou Army, he has no right to ask about her affairs.

This is not disobeying the father's order, but cleverly transferring the responsibility from the Yue family.

It seems like he is not giving face, but in fact he is protecting his father.

Yue Shuai naturally understood the ins and outs of this. He glanced at Zhang Jiuyang again. This kid was really clever.

"Painted Skin Master?"

Ji Zhen paused. Although he had a lot to say, he didn't know how to refute it.

He naturally knew about the Painted Skin Master. The other party was really capable of doing it, and Yue Ling had always been in charge of the Painted Skin Master's case.

It's just that the Painted Skin Master suddenly disappeared recently. There were rumors that he was seriously injured by Yue Ling.

Seeing that the other party lost his voice, Yue Ling took up his gun and stepped forward to fight again.

Clang!

Ji Zhen suddenly had a sword in his hand. He pulled it out suddenly. The golden sword light flowed, accompanied by a wisp of Xuanhuang Qi, which was invaluable.

"Bold, have you ever seen the Rock Sword given by the late emperor?"

Seeing this sword, everyone was shocked and subconsciously bowed to salute.

Ji Zhen was a talent cultivated by the late emperor. Before his death, the late emperor gave him his sword, the Rock Sword, which meant that he would become the mainstay of Daqian, assist the new emperor, and make Daqian as solid as a rock.

It is said that this sword is made of the essence of all mountains and refined with the fire of the earth's core. It is dark yellow throughout. Although it is not sharp, it is indestructible.

It is the strongest sword in the world!

Anyone who sees this sword is like seeing the late emperor in person.

Yue Shuai stood up, with waves in his eyes. Although the late emperor did not have great talents and liked luxury and pleasure, he trusted him very much and had the grace of knowing him.

Thinking of the decades of friendship between the monarch and his subjects, he sighed and prepared to stand up and kneel.

Everyone also prepared to kneel.

At this moment, a clear voice sounded.

"This sword...I'm afraid it's fake."

Yue Shuai looked at Zhang Jiuyang, frowned and said: "Mr. Zhang, this sword is the sword of the late emperor, how could I admit it wrong, don't joke anymore."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly, stood up and bowed, and said: "Yue Shuai, I heard that this sword is the strongest sword in the world. Even divine weapons and powerful monks cannot cut it. Is it true?"

"Of course it is true."

"Okay, then let me try it out to see if this sword is real."

After that, Zhang Jiuyang gently pulled out the hairpin, and his black hair fell like a waterfall. With his handsome appearance, he suddenly had a sense of elegance and elegance, which attracted many women's eyes.

"Use this hairpin to cut the rock."

His voice was very gentle, but what he said was extremely shocking.

To use a small hairpin, which seemed to be a wooden hairpin, to cut the strongest sword in the world in the hands of the Six Realm Immortal?

Even though Zhang Jiuyang had made a great success and refreshed their cognition many times before, many people still felt a sense of absurdity.

Even Yue Ling, who was most familiar with Zhang Jiuyang, frowned. She knew that the hairpin was the Sword of the Evil Slayer, which was also a rare divine weapon in the world, but even with the sharpness of the Sword of the Evil Slayer, it would never be able to cut the Rock Sword.

Why did Zhang Jiuyang say that?

"Hahaha!"

Ji Zhen laughed and said, "Boy, then you come and try it. If you really cut it off, I will admit that I am the Master of the Painted Skin, so what?"

As soon as the voice fell, a smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Jiuyang's mouth.

A wisp of light golden incense power appeared on his fingertips. After being tempered by the visualization diagram, it has a trace of the characteristics of the Pure Yang Emperor.

Now it's just right to try it.

Zhang Jiuyang's mind moved, and the wisp of light golden incense power poured into the hairpin in his hand. The next moment, the hairpin suddenly trembled violently, emitting bursts of cheerful sword sounds, and was very excited.

The Sword of the Evil Slayer seemed to have undergone some great changes.

"Slash!"

Everyone only heard Zhang Jiuyang shouting softly, and then the wooden hairpin flew out in an instant, turning into a three-foot-long sword as red as jade, and the sword body even appeared a pure golden light as bright as the sun.

Have you not seen the flying smoke of Kunwu Iron Smelting, the red light and purple air are all brilliant.

The sword flew thousands of miles in the sky, and the old dragon was awakened from his sleep in Dongting.

Under the blessing of the incense and divine power, Zhang Jiuyang's Sword of the Evil Slayer seemed to have undergone some amazing transformation, and actually possessed a trace of the characteristics of the Pure Yang Sword.

The Pure Yang Sword is the sword of Lu Zu.

In the battle with the White Bone Bodhisattva, Zhang Jiuyang once briefly held the Pure Yang Sword and experienced the power of a Lu Zu Sword.

At this moment, the Sword of the Evil Slayer seemed to have a trace of the Pure Yang Sword.

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out, and the sword cried sadly.

Dang!

Half of the broken sword fell, the cut was as smooth as a mirror, the sword body was as bright as gold, and there was a mysterious and yellow aura flowing. What was broken was actually the indestructible Rock Sword.

Whoosh!

With a flash of golden light, the Sword of the Evil Slayer turned into a hairpin again and flew back to Zhang Jiuyang's long hair, pinning it up very spiritually.

It was still a red sword hairpin, but if you look closely, you will find that there is a hint of gold in the sword hairpin.

He still sat there quietly, and even poured himself a glass of wine. From beginning to end, he did not look at the Rock Sword.

It seemed that he had already determined that this sword would be able to cut it off.

"The Rock Sword is fake, and it seems that the person is also fake. Since you have personally admitted that you are the owner of Painted Skin..."

Zhang Jiuyang raised the wine glass and waved his hand to sprinkle it on the ground.

"This cup of wine is for those lonely souls who died tragically in Yangzhou. They can finally rest in peace."

Yue Ling understood what he meant, stepped forward with a gun, and said murderously: "Painted Skin Master, you are under arrest. Go to the prison of my Imperial Observatory!"

Ji Zhen's face turned black. He had not yet recovered from the surprise of the Rock Sword being cut off, but he had already been given the title of Painted Skin Master.

He suddenly realized that the ability of the Painted Skin Master was too useful to the Imperial Observatory.

Because of the existence of the Painted Skin Master, the people of the Imperial Observatory had every reason to throw dirty water on him, forcefully arrest and interrogate him, and even accidentally "accidentally" kill him during the resistance.

If he didn't know it was impossible, he would even suspect that the Painted Skin Master was in cahoots with the Imperial Observatory!

"Wait a minute..."

Before he finished speaking, Yue Ling's Overlord Spear had arrived.

What shocked him even more was that Zhang Jiuyang, who made him a little puzzled, actually smiled and prepared to take action.

"General Yue, this demon is fierce, I will help you."

"Okay, let's join forces to take it down!"

Ji Zhen almost cursed in his heart, shameless, this couple is really too shameless!

Painted Skin Master?

Your whole family is the Painted Skin Master! !

At this moment, even he, a real person in the sixth realm, couldn't help but break his defense.

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