Chapter 619

"Break down and settle down, destroy us? Luo Xianyu, you are so barbaric. I'll settle down and swear to fight with you to the end! "

An Laozu roared and trembled with anger.

He gave up the big knife that had been crushed by Luo Yu, and slowly pulled out a bright white short knife from his waist. The blade was cold and clear, like a mirror.

"That's the treasured sword that Lao Zu brought from Korea."

"It's the cold willow blade!"

An's elders immediately exclaimed.

This Dao is an ancient one. It comes from the ancient Korean royal family. It is extremely sharp. It can blow hair and cut iron like mud!

"This is a precious sword owned by the royal family of ancient Korea. It was once an important weapon in the kingdom of Korea. It has been offered sacrifices by countless people. It has raised the spirit of the sword. It can cut the Qi of the warrior and break the Taoist art. Luo Xianyu, if you want to break my home, you have to ask about this sword first!"

An Laozu's eyes are full of pride.

"Is it?"

Luo Yu would like to see if he is as powerful as the old man said.

With a flick of his finger, a piece of Taoist golden feather burst out.

Although this feather is coagulated by Daofa, it can crack gold and stone. Even if it is 20 cm thick military steel plate, Luo Yu can easily pierce it.

"Break it for me!"

An Laozu came to block it and cut it head on.

Dang~

Jinyu hit the blade on the front with a crisp sound and splashed all the flowers. It really killed Jinyu.

Moreover, the blade is still sharp, there is no gap and curl.

"It's worthy of being treasured by our ancestors for hundreds of years!"

"The cold blade of willow leaves can cut the way. In the hands of my ancestors, I'm not afraid of the magic of Luo Xianyu."

When an Zaixun, an Zhaoliang and others were in front of their eyes, they seemed to see the chance of winning.

Luo an's heart also had some expectations. The old ancestor of this Dao had publicly used it once. After a fierce battle, he chopped a monk under the sword. Later, he also alerted the yanhuangtian group. When the old immortal of yanhuangtian group came and wanted to take it away, he refused.

"It's a little interesting. This Dao really works."

Luo Yu nodded slightly. Through the trial just now, he was sure that this Dao was extraordinary.

"Luo Xianyu, knowing that my sword is powerful, didn't release the Nighthawk quickly, so he retreated!"

An Laozu smiles with pride.

"I'm not afraid of this Dao even if it has spirit."

"Besides, it's not an ancient Korean royal ware at all. I can feel that the spirit of this Dao clearly has the flavor of Chinese land. Its owner must have been Chinese before he died."

Luo Yu is cold and joking.

As soon as this remark came out, some of the elders in the families of the imperial capital, who were watching the fire from afar, agreed with it.

"This Dao once appeared in a conflict in the imperial capital. At that time, an old monster settled down and took him to kill a monk."

"At that time, some people suspected that it was not the so-called thing of ancient Korea, but a masterpiece of a master craftsman of Tang Dynasty."

"Which master?"

"This man has no surname. In the history of Chinese casting, he did not sing, but because of this Dao, he made a great success at that time."

"What was its original name?"

"It's said that it's not the cold willow blade, but the cold spirit blade..."

Many people bring up the old story again. At the beginning, there was an old man in yanhuangtian group who asked for the knife from his family, which almost led to a conflict.

"Luo Xianyu, you don't have to make up a story. This Dao was brought by me from ancient Korea. It's a royal thing. Are you afraid of its power? Is it like a diversion?"

An Laozu is fierce and scolds Luo Yu for lying. He didn't want to use the knife easily just now. He was afraid of the waves of rebirth.

"Will I fear it?"

Luo Yu just feels funny and suddenly comes over.

"Just in time!"

An Laozu is secretly pleased. As a true warrior of the ancient Korean esoteric school, he is afraid of the magic that Luo Yu releases from the air. He is not afraid of close quarters, and even hopes to compete with Luo Xianyu.

Now, with the help of his sword, he looks at Luo Yu's bold progress. He pours Qi between his arms and cuts Luo Yu in half.

Luo Yu forces to the front, unexpectedly raises the hand, then uses two fingers, clamped the blade.

At this moment, his hand, like a shining white jade, catches the sharp edge of the knife and cuts iron like mud without damage.

"How could it be?"

An Laozu's face was stiff. He didn't move forward or backward.

He tried hard to press the blade down, and found that Luo Yu's hand was as strong as a rock. He wanted to draw the knife back, and found that he couldn't pull it out at all.

"Luo Xianyu is so powerful!"

"What kind of martial arts is that?"

"It's a bit like Lu Xiaofeng's sharp finger in the movie. She can pick up the white blade and any hidden weapon with her bare hand!"

People from all major families can see it.

An Laozu's sword, when it was used to cut the monk, didn't drag a trace of mud and water. When it went down, it cut the man in half.

Now when I came to luoxianyu, I used two fingers to clamp it tightly.

"It's not martial arts, it's like a kind of magic power of the immortal family."

But there were warlocks in the city, standing on high, exclaiming and shaking their heads, thinking that this was not martial arts.

Luo Yu laughs to himself. It's really not martial arts. It's jade fairy finger. Linglong fairy in the upper world has the skill of looking after his family. He claims that he can take any weapon in the three worlds. It's quite the secret of Taishang Laojun's diamond bracelet.

Linglong fairy once came to fight with Yu Sheng, but Luo Yu learned a little.

"Don't you come and help!"

An Laozu is anxious. He sees that Luo Yu is actually trying to win the white sword with empty hands, and drinks loudly.

The two golden faced ghosts looked at each other and took the opportunity to kill them.

One uses the ghost claw of the nether world, and the other uses the blood drop. They are all lost ancient killers.

They think that Luo Yu and an Laozu are in a stalemate. They take the opportunity to open Luo Yu's chest, and a drop of blood falls from the sky, trying to pick Luo Yu's head.

"Hum!"

Luo Yu hummed softly, two Taoist spirits on his body came out, turned into a flying sword and swept out.

Poof, poof!

The two golden faced ghosts retreated in horror, but they were still beheaded.

"Flying sword!"

"Luo Xianyu is a real flying sword."

Those imperial families who were watching the battle were all shocked. In the world of immortal cultivators, flying sword was already a terrible ability. In those days, Xiuzhen sword of yanhuangtian group was born, xiuzhenjian was born, and many of the older generation were impressed.

"This guy is a sword mender."

In the corner of the wall, he was bound to the Nighthawk. His face was like a pig liver. Now he finally understood why he was crushed by the other party.

Even in the world, there are some differences among the practitioners.

Most people practice Taoism, that is to say, they only practice Taoism. On the basis of Taoism, they try their best to tap their potential and practice all kinds of magic.

But there is a kind of friars who focus on Kendo from the beginning.

In the world of Xiuzhen, unity is known as Jianxiu.

Jian Xiu is recognized as the strongest Slayer in Xiuzhen world!

On the viewing platform of the Imperial Hotel, black bear tut exclaimed: "it turns out that luoxianyu is still a swordsman. By the way, master Ba, another giant swordsman in Hongmen, seems to be a swordsman too. Master Jian's swordsmanship attainments have already been superb. Should he be far above luoxianyu?"

Master Ba shook his head solemnly: "no, I'm afraid that Luo Xianyu will surpass master Jian in the future only in terms of his attainments in kendo."