Igagawa's figure changed continuously, as if there were thirty-two figures coming from all directions of Lu Xuan, like a fan shape, firmly sealing Lu Xuan in it.&1t;/p>
Any sword strike is both substantial and illusory. However, if he is struck by a sword, Lu Xuan knows that the consequences will be disastrous.&1t;/p>
But he had no choice at this time. Lu Xuan's eyes were slightly closed. His most powerful thing was not his sword skills, but his sword heart, a sword heart that had no desires or desires.&1t;/p>
"The bodhi tree has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so how can it cause dust!"&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan murmured, when he closed his eyes, he also saw the whole world, saw the thirty-two blades from Iga River, and saw the true form of Iga River.&1t;/p>
"No matter how you change, I will remain firm!"&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan protected his body with a golden bell. He flew a sword and jumped down from the stone cliff. Like a monkey, he knelt down on one knee. Lu Xuan thrust his sword into the stone slab, and ripples of the sword's power were scattered.
All the sword shadows in Iga River were captured.&1t;/p>
The next second, Igachuan was also knocked out by Lu Xuan, and he himself could not fully control the demon sword.&1t;/p>
So at this moment, Igachuan completely backfired on him, and Lu Xuan's Kenshin saw through everything.&1t;/p>
Although Lu Xuan's sword heart is not fiercely aggressive, it is born from the heart, and everything is caused by the inner demon. This is evident from the strength of the sword heart.&1t;/p>
The cold wind is as biting as the winter rain, and the cold front ruthlessly falls on the flowers. With one move, the whole world is catastrophic, and the world trembles with my sword.&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan slowly opened his eyes, stood up, pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword, and looked at Iga River. The latter was at the end of his strength. Lu Xuan could see that there was a trace of blood and tears in his eyes, indicating that his meridians had been exhausted.
He was severely injured.&1t;/p>
Spouting out a mouthful of blood essence increased the power of the demon sword Muramasa, and the damage to him seemed to be even better than the Seven Injury Fist that caused eight hundred damage.&1t;/p>
"Sideways!"&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan said with a sneer, looking at Iga Chuan with disdain, but he was also injured by his sword just now. Although the thirty-two sword shadows did not directly hit Lu Xuan, they were filled with extremely fierce murderous intent.
, and the bloody aura, but it also shocked Lu Xuan.&1t;/p>
If Lu Xuan hadn't really become a lot stronger, he would still be the same Lu Xuan who was in Jiangning, and he might have died at the hands of Igagawa.&1t;/p>
Only with infinite power can you have the last laugh!&1t;/p>
"This is not a heresy, this is the real power of my demon sword Muramasa. It's a pity that it's my first time to use it and I haven't fully learned it yet. Otherwise, you will definitely die without a burial place!"&1t;/p>
Igachuan said unconvinced, his expression still ferocious.&1t;/p>
"The martial arts from a small place can never reach the level of elegance. How can it be compared with our Chinese martial arts!"&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan said with a sneer with a hint of ridicule.&1t;/p>
"I haven't lost yet!" Igagawa still said in a deep voice.&1t;/p>
"How can a defeated general speak bravely?" Lu Xuan didn't squint.&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan said even more domineeringly: "With your current injuries, I can kill you without even using a sword!"
At this moment, Lu Xuan abandoned his sword and walked away. The huge and heavy Xuanyuan sword stood right in front of Iga River, inserted directly into the cracks in the rocks under his feet, making a buzzing sound.&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan used his bare hands to deliver a fatal blow.&1t;/p>
The fist wind exploded, the fist light shone, and the punch came extremely fast.&1t;/p>
Igagawa was shocked, and he hurriedly used the demon sword Muramasa to resist.&1t;/p>
A loud sound!&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan's punch hit the demon sword Muramasa, and Iga River flew backwards.&1t;/p>
Unparalleled strength, fists harder than steel!&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan directly fought back the demon sword Muramasa in Igagawa's hand. He was unyielding and his fierce fist wind roared in, as if it could smash the sky.&1t;/p>
Why not use Xuanyuan Sword instead of fists, because Lu Xuan wants to trample on Igachuan's dignity and let him understand what real power is.&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan will help him regain everything his master has lost.&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan wants the whole world to know that Mo Yuntao's last remaining life was not in vain, he took on a good apprentice!&1t;/p>
Without Mo Yuntao, there would be no Lu Xuan today. This is the only thing Lu Xuan can do for the master. Let the master’s short life be remembered by future generations!&1t;/p>
The domineering punch was like a tiger descending a mountain. Igachuan could not avoid it at all. Lu Xuan took a step forward and rushed away. Igachuan blocked it with both palms and took advantage of the situation to retreat.&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan grabbed Iga Chuan's wrist with his backhand, and the latter also punched Lu Xuan directly on the back of Lu Xuan's collarbone. Lu Xuan turned around and kicked, and both of them took a few steps back.&1t;/p>
At this time, Lu Xuan smiled slightly, and as swiftly as a civet cat, he punched Igagawa in the chest with a straight punch. Although he put his palms on his chest, the punch still shattered Igagawa's chest.
He Chuan's chest, ribs, and internal organs were injured, and his palms were shattered by Lu Xuan's punch.&1t;/p>
"Pfft——"&1t;/p>
Under the violent rush of blood, Igachuan rolled three or four times in a row, scurrying around in panic.&1t;/p>
But Lu Xuan obviously won't give him any chance. In this world, people who don't cherish opportunities will only die miserably.&1t;/p>
When Lu Xuan caught up with Iga Chuan, he punched Iga Chuan directly in the chest with just one punch. The bright red fist made even Lu Xuan frown a little. It was so bloody.&1t;/p>
The bloody aura stimulated Lu Xuan again. At that moment, there was only killing in his eyes. The ferocious fist was like a magic weapon, directly breaking through Igagawa's body.&1t;/p
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Although Lu Xuan is a strong swordsman, and with the Xuanyuan Sword, he is even more unmatched, but close combat is also his strength.&1t;/p>
Igagawa sacrificed his blood essence to the Demon Sword Muramasa, but Lu Xuan fought closely with him and had no chance to use the Demon Sword Muramasa.&1t;/p>
As a result, Iga River was crushed again, ruthlessly.&1t;/p>
His self-esteem and self-confidence were shattered to pieces by Lu Xuan. Compared with his age, Lu Xuan was really just a junior.&1t;/p>
"Plop!"&1t;/p>
Igachuan slowly fell behind Lu Xuan, and was punched through the chest by Lu Xuan. If he could still survive, it would really be a hell. Igachuan finally regretted it at the last moment, but it was already too late.
——&1t;/p>
At this time, Igagawa silently looked at the scene of his dying, but was unable to do anything.&1t;/p>
But after he fell, Lu Xuan stopped and did not give Igachuan another fatal blow.&1t;/p>
Igachuan whimpered and lay on the snow, unable to even lift his head. He said, "Why don't you kill me!"&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan said calmly: "Because, I have promised Wangyue Zhixin and Wangyue Zhiyi to hand you over to them, so I will not kill you."&1t;/p>
"With your injuries, you won't be able to die for a while, so you should be able to survive until the arrival of Wangyue Zhixin and Wangyue Zhiyi!"&1t;/p>
Hearing Lu Xuan's words, Igachuan was stunned, but his face turned pale. It would be okay if he died in Lu Xuan's hands, but——&1t;/p>