In an instant, the seven swords were out, attacking the Hattori clan elders from all directions.
This elder of the Hattori clan was much more powerful than the divine ninja at the peak of martial arts. In addition, Lu Xuan was injured, which made Lu Xuan not dare to be careless at all.
If Lu Xuan was in his prime, the elders of the Hattori clan would naturally not be his opponents.
And it was precisely when the elders of the Hattori clan saw that Lu Xuan was injured that they dared to fight with him!
At this time, the elder of the Hattori clan did not move at all, like an old monk in meditation, with a calm look on his face.
After finishing the seven swords, Lu Xuan's feet slipped and he took three steps back. His wrists were a little shaken. The old guy's cultivation and concentration were really surprising.
"You are also a master at the pinnacle of martial arts!"
Lu Xuan's attack just now, although he did not use 100% of the force, was almost the same. It failed to shake the elders of the Hattori clan, he said coldly.
"It's good that you know. You have been injured, and after the battle just now, you are almost exhausted. It is more than enough to deal with you. But you are so old and so strong. It is not unfair for twelve kami to die in your hands!" Hattori!
The clan elder said.
Lu Xuan's eyes were still solemn, this cunning old fox!
The battle just now naturally consumed a lot of Lu Xuan's physical strength, so this battle was far more difficult than he imagined.
"Even if I'm injured, even if I'm exhausted, it's not too difficult to kill you."
Lu Xuan said, the sword edge rose again, sweeping across the sky, the sword fell like a flying star, slashing away!
"You Chinese people really love to talk nonsense!"
After the Hattori clan sneered, their bodies finally moved at this moment, as if their souls had left their body, their movements brisk and elegant.
Lu Xuan had already withdrawn the Zhan Lu Sword. Using both swords at the same time consumed the Dantian's true energy, which was really too much for Lu Xuan.
Although the Xuanyuan Sword was sharp and cut iron like clay, it could not touch the clothes of the elders of the Hattori clan. Lu Xuan was very depressed.
This old guy is really too fast, and his whereabouts are erratic. This elder of the Hattori clan has really mastered the concealment technique of ninjutsu to its peak!
If Lu Xuan hadn't been injured and was a little tired, no matter how quickly the Hattori clan elders hid, Lu Xuan would have been able to catch up with him.
But now, Lu Xuan was itching his teeth with hatred.
The elders of the Hattori clan were not only worried that there would be a helping hand to rescue Xiaosang Mixin, but also wanted the twelve divine ninjas to consume Lu Xuan's power so that he could covet a fatal blow.
But he didn't expect that the twelve gods would die so quickly, which was completely beyond his imagination.
No matter how fast Lu Xuan's sword was, he could only capture his afterimage, but the elders of the Hattori clan always kept a distance from Lu Xuan, which made Lu Xuan very depressed.
"Your current speed is much slower than mine. You are no match for me."
After the elder of the Hattori clan finished speaking, he struck with thunder and the katana roared.
Lu Xuan blocked it with his sword. The elders of the Hattori clan did not dare to confront Xuanyuan Sword head-on. The katana in his hand was no match for Xuanyuan Sword.
If he were to strike with a sword, the katana would probably be cut off instantly by the Xuanyuan Sword!
Therefore, the elders of the Hattori clan quickly changed their angles and swung the Xuanyuan Sword several times. The shadows of the swords of the elders of the Hattori clan were like hundreds or even thousands, surrounding Lu Xuan.
The sword was approaching Lu Xuan's vitals. Lu Xuan was repelled by the sword force of the Hattori clan elder, with a solemn look on his face.
Lu Xuan was making preparations step by step, and the Hattori clan's figure was extremely fast, and they were not in line with the Xuanyuan Sword to attack them head-on.
Therefore, the Xuanyuan Sword became an obstacle to Lu Xuan, because the speed of the Hattori clan elders was too fast, and Lu Xuan had never seen such a powerful ninja.
When you practice ninjutsu to the extreme, it is as hard to catch as a ghost.
Simply suppressing him with speed left Lu Xuan helpless.
This is the unparalleled strength among real ninjas. In one thought, his speed is extraordinary.
In less than ten minutes, Lu Xuan was severely injured. The elders of the Hattori clan could easily dodge the sword's direction. Lu Xuan encountered the biggest Waterloo since he came out of the mountain.
Lu Xuan knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely be defeated, and he would probably be killed by the elders of the Hattori clan!
Lu Xuan has been on the verge of life and death countless times, so he has no trace of panic. He has never been afraid of death.
"Even if I die, I will use you as my backer!"
Lu Xuan roared angrily and faced the difficulty, knowing that he was outmatched, but he could only have a chance to compete with the elders of the Hattori clan by charging forward with all his strength.
Man and sword merge into one, sweeping the world with one sword!
The most powerful secrets in swordsmanship were all displayed by Lu Xuan.
The elder of the Hattori clan, feeling the invincible sword intent, felt his heart skip a beat and quickly retreated.
Lu Xuan finally forced the elder of the Hattori clan back, but he was not hurt.
"No matter how powerful the sword is, if you can't catch me, it's all in vain. Just suffer death!"
Accept death? It’s possible!
Lu Xuan is the kind of person who would rather die than bow his head. It is completely impossible for him to be timid without fighting.
He must die vigorously!
But until the last moment, who would die and who would live, it would be really difficult to live. Despite all the difficulties, Lu Xuan still had strong self-confidence.
"I have walked through so many edges of life and death. I am afraid of you, a little Hattori clan elder. Damn it, I want to kill your Hattori clan clan leader!"
Lu Xuan shouted loudly, and these words made the elders of the Hattori clan furious.
"How dare you dare to kill my clan leader? The leader of my Hattori clan is the one who aspires to be the strongest person in the world. How can I allow you to provoke me? I want you to die without a burial place!"
The elders of the Hattori clan looked ferocious, and their murderous intent was surging.
But at that moment, the words of the elder of the Hattori clan reminded Lu Xuan that no matter how powerful the sword was, it would still not be able to catch up with him if it was not fast enough. So what was the use of blindly pursuing the perfection of the sword?
What's the use of pursuing martial arts that are fast and unbreakable?
Lu Xuan's worldview seemed to collapse in an instant!
Sword, is the sword controlling the person, or is the person controlling the sword?
Lu Xuan thought that he had perfected the art of swordsmanship and had mastered the realm of combining man and sword.
In fact, this is not the case, Lu Xuan has not truly grasped the realm of the unity of man and sword!
The ultimate in swordsmanship that Lu Xuan has always pursued in the past is sword speed and sword aura.
However, if it is too strong, it will break easily, and if it is too sharp, it is never a good thing.
Any fate that is too close will end prematurely. Lu Xuan had to change his mind at this moment. In other words, in order to achieve the realm of swordsmanship, he must have his own sword heart.
If the sword has spirit and heart, the sword will be as powerful as a rainbow and its aura will be stern. If there is no heart, the edge of the sword will always fade away.
At this moment, Lu Xuan's eyes shone with a strange light, and he suddenly became enlightened.
Undoubtedly, Lu Xuan suddenly realized a new meaning.
What Lu Xuan felt was that there was no self or sword in his heart, as if he was one with the sword, and it was as if there was no sword at all in his hand.