Chapter 873

The sword looks about two feet seven long. The blade is like the leaf of Acorus calamus. The central part of the blade is thick. The part of the handle is about eight inches thick. It has many links but is not smooth. It is like the back bone of a fish. It is white from top to bottom, but it emits a reddish brown flame.

As soon as this object appeared, it was the elder of the ancient Yuan Dynasty and the Han Yue people in the pavilion. They all changed color.

"Grass pheasant sword!"

Elder, they cried out in unison.

This is the grass pheasant sword, which is worshipped as one of the three artifacts of the island country in Hotan temple.

Grass pheasant sword, also known as tiancongyun sword, belongs to the island myth and legend, the Supreme God. In the eyes of the islanders, moye's double swords are much inferior to those of the famous Chinese generals.

What worries the elder is that this sword really contains terrible power.

It's not a day or two for the people of the shrine to think about the Dandao pagoda. Once, they got the conclusive evidence, caught the people of the shrine, and went to the Hotan temple to ask for a crime. However, they failed. Not only did they not get any advantage, they had no choice but to let the people go.

It's all because of this sword.

At that time, the elder and Han Yue joined hands, but they couldn't carry the edge of this magic sword.

Later, they were also glad that the grass pheasant sword was supreme in the hearts of the island people. No one could easily take it out of the shrine, otherwise the Dan Dao pagoda might have been taken long ago.

Tonight, however, the shogunate high priest, Kumamoto Ono, who has lived for hundreds of years, brought out the grass pheasant sword.

On the roof of the building in the distance, the young men and women who were having a party were also stunned.

"Is this the legendary grass pheasant sword?"

These young people are full of awe in their eyes. They have been to Nagoya City for several days, and they have visited the Hotan shrine, but they have never had a chance to see the sacred objects.

"Do you still think Luo Xianyu can leave Nagoya alive?"

Tokugawa big wood sneer repeatedly, but also deliberately playful glanced at his girlfriend, Chu Xianglan just learned that it is Luo Xianyu in Nagoya City, also a complacent meaning.

"Now Luo Xianyu is in trouble."

Chu Xianglan is in a trance. She has seen the power of the grass pheasant sword before. At that time, it was Tokugawa Damu who took her to visit secretly. She happened to meet a ninja who lurked into the shrine and wanted to steal the grass pheasant sword. As soon as she got close, she burned herself to ashes.

Later, because she and Damu violated the curse of the artifact, they were very ill when they went home. Fortunately, the Tokugawa family had a sacrificial network in the shrine, and they spent a lot of effort to help them get the forgiveness of the artifact.

Between the twin towers, King Kimura summoned five dog gods, but he was still defeated by Luo Yu.

He retreated silently and did not go to the twin towers again, but he didn't mean to escape.

He can't escape. He can't escape.

Let's not say whether Luo Xianyu spared him or not. In order to recover his consciousness, his soul had already been traded to the grass pheasant sword. He could not live without the grass pheasant sword all his life and became a sword slave. Although this is a plot carefully planned by Kumamoto Ono, who can blame it? It's his fault.

Now the Dharma king of Kimura also wants to see how long this Chinese immortal who can't even take the gate of hell can last in front of the grass pheasant sword.

"Luo Xianyu, you are blocking the way of the artifact when you take down the tower. Those who offend the artifact will die!"

Kumamoto Ono holds the grass pheasant sword in his hand and looks like a crazy devil. As soon as he comes up, his eyes are grim and his hair is full of low roar. It gives people the feeling that it is not he who controls the grass pheasant sword, but the grass pheasant sword that drives him.

"The sword is worse than others, and the sword is more powerful than others. What's the use of the sword?"

Luo Yu glanced at the sword with its reddish brown flame and shook his head coldly.

This object has a good history. After hundreds of years, countless people's mental belief has indeed possessed terrible divine power. After all, the island is also a populous country. As long as one tenth of the people believe in the grass pheasant sword, it is enough to push the grass pheasant sword to the altar.

However, the sword is intelligent and, like human beings, greedy for the pagoda. It's not so much the shrine's desire for the pagoda as the grass pheasant sword's.

Of course, the old man is not a good bird.

If it had not been for their instigation, a sword would not have become so vicious.

"Insulting the sword is a death penalty!"

When he heard Luo Yu's comment, Ono Kumamoto drank harshly. The grass pheasant sword in his hand actively pulled his arm and waved a terrible sword flame.

"Do you really think you are invincible with a sword pushed to the altar?"

Luo Yu calmly takes out the green lotus sword to block for a while, and easily catches the terrible sword flame.

"You can block the power of the magic sword with a scrap sword?" Kobayashi was so ferocious that he couldn't seem to accept it.

"The sword of waste wood?"

Luo Yu smiles and looks at the green lotus sword in his hand. "Who told you that this is a mortal thing? In terms of origin, your so-called magic sword is just rubbish in front of it!"

"To die!"

Ono Kumamoto was furious. He jumped up, held his sword in both hands and chopped it in the air.

Boom!

All of a sudden, the terrible sword flame, soaring on the grass pheasant sword, swept across the ground.

Luoyu grows lotus step by step. The green lotus sword is waving, and a bright green lotus is in full bloom.

As soon as the green lotus blossomed, it quickly took root, as if it contained endless vitality. It climbed and spread around in the form of root growth.

Boom!

The hard stone ground around is more fragile than the spring mud under the movement of the sword like roots, and it is rapidly stirred up.

And the spread out of a main root beard, even like the dragon out to sea, facing the grass pheasant sword soaring flame jumped past, the two quickly collided.

Boom!

The cyan light blooms with the maroon fireworks. The flame has always been the killer of plants. However, the green lotus evolved from Luo Yu's sword spirit is like the rebirth of the chaotic green lotus. The extended sword light root seems to have infinite destructive power. It engulfs the sword flame and then breaks the faith power in the sword flame.

"Is this the Qinglian sword song?"

On the pavilion, Han Yue, master Yao Feng and Tang Su Su were stunned.

Qinglian sword song is known as one of the four famous folk books in China. It is also the first sword formula in the world. They have heard countless stories, but never seen them.

At this time, I saw with my own eyes that Luo Yu was holding the green lotus sword. It was like a sword immortal coming down to the world. With one move, he suppressed the old monster who held the artifact. I couldn't help but be convinced.

"The previous master of Qinglian sword was the sword lady, but the song of Qinglian sword has not been presented. Now there is a young man who is expected to become a real sword immortal in this life!" The elder Gu Yuan narrowed his eyes and chanted his head with a smile.

"You are also a artifact in your hand!"

Kobayashi suffered a big loss. His hair was covered and his voice was ferocious.

"It seems that you really don't understand. What is better than you now is not the sword, but the man!"

Luo Yu shakes his head coldly. There is no good nonsense between him and the old immortal who has been confused by the artifact. He combines the man and the sword, turns into a green rainbow and kills him.