The main show is coming!

Lu Qian sneered in his heart, but the drunken smile remained on his face: "Oh? I wonder what kind of magic weapon it is, worthy of being treasured by Taifu?"

"One of the seventy-two divine weapons!"

Yan Tayue lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "This magical weapon is called the 'Dragon Cutting Knife'. I stole it from the Great You Treasure House! Legend has it that this knife is extremely sharp and can cut dragon scales with ease!"

"Magic weapon?"

Lu Gan's eyes lit up: "If you want to say this, then I won't be sleepy!"

The magic weapon has chivalrous value!

"Old Yan, don't brag! The Dragon-Cutting Sword has been lost for a long time. When I was living with the deposed emperor, I begged him several times, but I still couldn't see the Dragon-Cutting Sword!"

At this time, Mr. Xing, who was holding the wine jar on the side, was drunk and unceremoniously ruined the situation.

"Old Xing, you don't know something."

Yan Tayue coughed lightly and said in a low voice: "The Champion Hou attacked Guiluo Kingdom, and the dragon-cutting knife was one of the trophies. However, the Champion Hou had a hidden agenda and secretly took the dragon-cutting knife as his own. Big When Youbing was defeated and the country was destroyed, I sent people to dig up the imperial tomb of Champion Marquis and found the dragon-cutting knife buried with him inside!"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Qianxing looked at each other.

This old guy is really cruel!

"Then what are you waiting for? Go quickly! I can't wait to see the true face of the Dragon Cutting Sword!"

Lu Qian's eyes shone with light, and he looked impatient.

"I'm also very interested!"

Xing Laodao suddenly became energetic.

"please!"

Yan Tayue smiled mysteriously, stood up and began to lead the way.

Then, the three of them turned around the screen, entered the backyard, walked around several corridors and pavilions, and came to a fine iron gate.

"This is my Tibetan Armed Forces Pavilion."

Yan Tayue took out the key, opened the copper lock, and pushed hard.

There was a loud bang.

Rows of weapons display racks appeared in front of them. On the left were long weapons such as guns, halberds, sticks, and forks, and on the right were short weapons such as swords, axes, and whips.

"King of Valor, you can take a look at the weapons here. If you like any one, just pick it. I will go get the dragon-cutting knife right now."

Yan Tayue closed the fine iron door, turned around and said with a smile.

"good!"

Lu Qian naturally had no objection.

Immediately, Yan Tayue turned around and walked into the depths of the Cangbing Pavilion and disappeared behind the stone wall of the mechanism.

Lu Gan continued to act with Xing Laodao, looking around at the weapons in front of him.

"If you don't take it, you won't take it. Lao Lu, what do you think of this golden ring machete?"

Walking to a stone shelf, Xing Laodao pointed at the big sword on it and smiled.

Lu Gan stretched out his hand to grab it, shook it a few times, shook his head and said: "It's too light, only nine thousand six hundred kilograms. Besides, no matter how high the martial arts with the golden ring machete is, it will generally not last more than three episodes."

"..."

Xing Laodao turned his head and pointed: "Then this long branch is made of ten thousand years of cold iron, so it should be quite heavy!"

Lu Gan pulled it out hard, grabbed the long stick, played with it a few times, and then inserted it back casually: "Gently! It's still too light! It's only 35,000 kilograms, and it's like a stick in my hand."

"Tsk tsk, your physical strength is different from ordinary people!"

Xing Laodao clicked his tongue in amazement, looked around, and finally landed on a golden ax in the corner: "This heavy ax must not be light! Look, it is actually held by an extremely hard dragon-pressing stone, and it sank into the ground. It weighs at least 150,000 kilograms!"

When Lu Gan saw it, he took a step forward and reached out to grab the handle of the axe.

"Hey," he lifted it hard and held the heavy golden ax firmly in his hand. He then performed a few tricks and immediately blew up the strong wind.

Every blow is as terrifying as breaking apart the world, splitting mountains and destroying cities.

"This ax is good! It weighs 180,000 kilograms! Unfortunately, if you don't take advantage of it, you can't ride a horse after wearing it. It's really useless!"

Lu Gan shook his head and put the golden ax back.

Just at this time, Yan Tayue came out holding a bronze box and exclaimed: "The brave king is indeed gifted and born with divine power! This golden ax has a power of six thousand jun. An ordinary person can even pick it up, let alone swing it. It is impossible to do it, but the brave king can lift it with ease and move it freely, which is really shocking! If it were on the battlefield, it would probably scare the enemy and run away in fear!"

"Taifu Yan is so complimentary!"

Lu Qian's eyes narrowed and fell on the copper box stained with green patina in his hand: "Could it be that the dragon-cutting knife contained here is one of the seventy-two divine weapons?"

Xing Laodao on the side also came over.

"That's right, it's the dragon-cutting knife!"

Yan Tayue gently opened the copper box and showed the sword inside in front of Lu Qian.

This is a short knife with a strange shape, curved like an ox horn, light green in color, the blade and handle are only about a foot and a half long, and it looks very simple.

The blade even had a dim light, as if it was covered with a layer of dust, and it didn't look like a magic weapon that cuts iron like clay and blows away hair.

"King of Valor, look, this is the Dragon Cutting Sword!"

Yan Tayue reached out and grabbed the green knife, and gently cut it on the thick halberd next to it.

tear.

With a soft sound, the halberd made of thousands of years of cold iron was cut into two halves. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, clearly reflecting the person's appearance.

"What a sharp dragon-cutting knife!"

A strange light flashed in Xing Laodao's eyes: "Just this sharpness that can cut through jade and gold is indeed worthy of the name of a divine weapon! Legend has it that the dragon-cutting knife is made of a supreme divine object, and it can cut through dragon scales with ease. Cutting tofu, I don’t know if it’s true?”

"Although I have never seen dragon scales, judging from the sharpness of the dragon cutting knife, it should be real."

Yan Tayue chuckled.

"This is not a real dragon-cutting knife."

Suddenly, Lu Gan shook his head lightly and said with certainty: "Although this knife looks very sharp, even worse than the Meteor Sword, it is definitely not the Dragon-Cutting Knife, one of the seventy-two divine weapons! "

"Oh? Why is the Brave King so sure? Could it be that the Brave King has seen a real dragon-cutting knife?"

Yan Tayue asked in surprise.

Xing Laodao on the side also cast a curious look.

"No."

Lu Gan smiled, shook his head and said: "The magic weapon has a spirit. If it were the Dragon Cutting Sword, my Purple Gold Dragon Fist and Thousand Soul Mirror would have reacted long ago."

This sentence is naturally a lie.

Given the system's evil intentions, if it were true, a prompt would have popped up long ago.

"I see. Is this dragon-cutting knife real or fake? There is no reason!"

Yan Tayue's face was full of surprise.

"Hey, Lao Lu is very knowledgeable and well-informed. This dragon-cutting knife might be real or fake!"

Xing Laodao immediately lost interest.

"Oh? Isn't the Brave King an orphan from Qingzhou? Rumor has it that he is a small detective, but he is so knowledgeable and knowledgeable. This really surprises me!"

Yan Tayue put the dragon-cutting knife into the copper box and asked in surprise.

"Hey, that's fake!"

Xing Laodao patted his chest and said proudly: "Lao Lu is so noble. In the past, you would have called him your highness when you saw him..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Gan slapped Lao Xing on the back and interrupted him: "Haha, Lao Xing drank too much and is talking nonsense. Master Yan, please don't take it to heart."

"Cough, cough, cough, Lao Lu, you want to kill someone!"

Xing Laodao almost had more than a dozen ribs broken by Lu Gan's palm. His face turned pale and he coughed repeatedly.

Yan Tayue looked suspicious, her eyes scanned Lu Gan's face, and her expression suddenly changed: "Could it be that the brave king is the blood of that majesty?"

"It's just some comments about catching people's attention. The master is in trouble!"

Lu Gan smiled and shook his head.

"Hey! Lao Lu, why are you hiding it? Lao Yan was His Majesty's most trusted confidant back then, and he was also one of His Majesty's right-hand men. Why should you hide your identity from him? I believe that Lao Yan still has awe in His Majesty's heart. Added!"

Xing Laodao straightened up and pointed at Lu Qian: "That's right! This is the prince who was appointed by His Majesty the deposed emperor when he fled overseas!"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Tayue was shocked all over, with a look of shock on his face, and took a step back.

Lu Gan quickly covered Lao Xing's mouth: "I'm sorry, this Lao Xing is drunk and talking nonsense. I will take him away now."

Xing Laodao slapped Lu Gan's hand away and said confidently: "What are you afraid of! Old Lu, you made a favor order to weaken the power of the Daxuan royal family, and then entered the Zhenfu Division and used a move to occupy the magpie's nest. As a plan, use Zhao Xuanji's power to help you practice! Even now, you have won Zhao Xuanji's trust and successfully became the future sect leader of Xuanhuang Sect! Eliminate Zhao Xuanji's princely influence one by one! In the future, as long as you become a Martial Saint, The restoration of Dayou is in sight!"

After the voice fell, there was silence in the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion.
To be continued...