Igakawa's figure changed continuously, as if thirty-two figures were slashing from Lu Xuan's direction, like a fan, sealing Lu Xuan tightly in it.

Any knife is substantial and illusory, but if it is cut by the knife, Lu Xuan knows that the consequences will definitely be unimaginable.

But he had no choice at this time. Lu Xuan closed his eyes slightly. His most powerful thing was not the sword technique, but the sword heart, the sword heart with no desires and no desires.

"There is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in it, so where can dust be caused!"

Lu Xuan murmured, and when he closed his eyes, he also saw the whole world, saw thirty-two blades from Igakawa, and saw Igakawa's true deity.

"No matter how many changes you change, I will remain unmoved!"

?Lu Xuan used a golden bell cover to protect his body, flew with a sword and jumped down from the stone cliff, like a spirit monkey, kneeling on one knee. Lu Xuan inserted his sword into the stone slab, and a ripple of the sword force shook all the sword shadows of Igakawa.

The next second, Igakawa was also shocked by Lu Xuan, and he could not fully control the demon sword.

So at this moment, Igakawa completely backfired himself and was seen through everything by Lu Xuan's sword heart.

Although Lu Xuan's sword heart is not as aggressive as it is, appearance is born from the heart, and everything is born from the inner demon. The strength of the sword heart is evident.

The cold wind is as bitter as winter rain, the cold edge is ruthlessly falling flowers and shade, and one move spreads across the world, and the heaven and earth tremble my sword heart.

Lu Xuan slowly opened his eyes, stood up, pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword, and looked at Igakawa. The latter was already 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 severely damaged.

Spraying out a mouthful of essence and blood to increase the power of the demon sword, the damage it caused to him seemed to be even better than the seven-injury fist that had damaged himself by 800.

"On the side!"

Lu Xuan sneered and looked at Igakawa with disdain, but he was also injured by his sword just now. Although the thirty-two sword shadows did not directly fall on Lu Xuan, the extremely fierce murderous aura and the bloody aura also shocked Lu Xuan.

If Lu Xuan hadn't really become much stronger, he would have been the same Lu Xuan who was in Jiangning at the time, so he would have died at the hands of Igakawa.

Only with infinite power can you laugh to the end!

???? "This is not a side-door. This is the real power of my Demon Sword Village. Unfortunately, I have not learned it thoroughly yet. Otherwise, you will die without a burial place!"

Igakawa said dissatisfiedly, his face still ferocious.

"The martial arts in a small place are always difficult to reach the level of elegance, so how can it be compared with my Chinese martial arts!"

?Lu Xuan said with a slight sarcastic sarcastic sneer.

"I haven't lost yet!" Igakawa said in a deep voice.

"How can you speak of bravery for the defeated general?" Lu Xuan looked at him without squinting.

Lu Xuan said domineeringly: "With your current injury, I will kill you without using a sword!

???At this moment, Lu Xuan abandoned the sword and left. The huge and heavy Xuanyuan sword stood in front of Igakawa and penetrated into the cracks of the rocks under his feet, buzzing.

Lu Xuan had a bare hands and a desperate blow.

The fist wind exploded, and the fist light shone, and this punch came extremely fast.

Igakawa was shocked, and he hurriedly used the demon sword village to resist.

A clang sound!

Lu Xuan's punch hit the top of the Demon Sword Village, and Igakawa flew backwards.

With unrivaled power, fists are harder than steel!

Lu Xuan directly defeated Masashi Murata in Igakawa's hand. He was in power and was unforgivable. The fierce fist wind whistled, as if it could smash the sky.

Why not use Xuanyuan Sword, but fists, because Lu Xuan wants to trample on Igakawa's dignity and let him understand what is the real power.

Lu Xuan wants to take back everything the master lost.

Lu Xuan wanted the whole world to know that Mo Yuntao's last life was not in vain, and he accepted a good apprentice!

Without Mo Yuntao, there would be no Lu Xuan today. All Lu Xuan could do for his master is this, so that his master's short life will be remembered by future generations!

???? The domineering fist was like a tiger going down the mountain. Igakawa had no choice but to avoid it. Lu Xuan took a step and rushed away. Igakawa blocked his palms and took advantage of the situation to retreat.

Lu Xuan grabbed Igakawa's wrist with his back hand, and the latter also punched him, hitting Lu Xuan's back collarbone. Lu Xuan turned around and kicked, and both of them took a few steps back.

At this time, Lu Xuan smiled slightly, as fast as a spirit cat, and directly hit Igakawa's chest with a straight punch. Although he placed his palms on his chest, the punch still shattered Igakawa's chest ribs, and his internal organs were damaged, and his palms were even shattered by Lu Xuan's punch.

??"puff--"

With blood rushing, Igakawa rolled out three or four times in a row, running away in a mess.

However, Lu Xuan obviously would not give him any chance. In this world, those who do not cherish opportunities will only die miserably.

When Lu Xuan caught up with Igakawa, he only used one punch and directly penetrated Igakawa's chest. His bright red fists even Lu Xuan frowned a little, which was too bloody.

The bloody aura stimulated Lu Xuan again. At that moment, there was only killing in his eyes. The fierce fist was like a sharp blade of magic weapons, which directly broke through Igakawa's body.

Although Lu Xuan is a powerful swordsman, and he has the Xuanyuan Sword, he is even more unparalleled, close combat is also his strength.

Igakawa sacrificed the Demon Sword Masashima with his essence and blood, but Lu Xuan was close to the battle and had no chance to use the Demon Sword Village Chief.

In this way, Igakawa was crushed again, ruthlessly crushed.

His self-esteem and his confidence were torn apart by Lu Xuan. Compared with his age, Lu Xuan is really a junior.

"Plop!"

Igakawa slowly fell behind Lu Xuan and was punched through his chest by Lu Xuan. If he could survive, it would be a real hell. Igakawa finally regretted it at the last moment, but it was too late—

At this moment, Igakawa looked at the scene that was about to die, but could not do anything.

But after he fell down, Lu Xuan stopped and did not give Igakawa another fatal blow.

Igakawa whimpered, lying in the snow, unable to even raise his head, and he said, "Why don't you kill me!"

Lu Xuan said lightly: "Because, I have promised Wangyue Zhixin and Wangyue Zhiyi to hand you over to them for disposal, so I will not kill you."

"With your injuries, you will never die in a short while, so you should be able to withstand the arrival of Wangyue Zhixin and Wangyue Zhixin!"
Chapter completed!