It was the first time that the Donghai monks were on the road in Middle-earth, and they suffered such huge blows one after another.
As the eldest brother among the five, the jade-faced monk must use the most cruel and violent means to crush this trash in front of him to death!
Only in this way can they pick up the dignity they lost before and continue to carry out their next plan.
"Battle?"
Lu Fan was stunned for a moment, and then a bright smile appeared on his face: "Okay, God Suo will add a life, I think it is okay."
"What do you think?"
He turned back to look at Song Yingyu.
Song Yingyu took a deep breath: "Then just count my life. I believe you."
Are you kidding me? The Half-Step Supreme said by the Immortal Supreme himself. Looking at today's martial arts, even among the top ten ancient martial arts families and the headquarters of the martial alliance, except for some old guys who have been hiding in the world for more than ten years, who can compete with Lu?
Comparable?
Not even her father can!
She didn't believe that Lu Fan would lose to these so-called overseas monks so easily.
If even he can lose tonight, then the Chinese martial arts will not be far away from extinction.
"Okay, everyone, please listen. If I lose, the gods will give you the rope. My five fellow apprentices will swear by their Taoist hearts that our efficiency will always be traced back to Song Yingyu."
"But if you lose, not only will Song Yingyu go to my island to become a maid and concubine, but your life will also belong to me. You have to do whatever I ask you to do. Do you hear me clearly?"
The white jade man gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Do you dare to compete?"
"bring it on."
Lu Fan said calmly: "Please start your performance."
"..."
The jade-faced man gave Lu Fan a vicious look, then turned his head and whispered to the other two juniors.
"How about this. In the last round, I will take action. If you can catch my three moves, then you will win."
"certainly."
The jade-faced man sneered: "If you can't catch it, you will die or be disabled within these three moves. You don't blame me."
"Okay, when will it start?" Lu Fan said with a faint smile.
"Now."
The jade-faced man took a deep breath, and slowly pulled out a silver-white dagger from the long sleeve of his right hand. His eyes faintly scanned the sword:
"This is my first move."
"Swords fly from the mouth."
"Please wait for the others. It's best to retreat. It would be bad if I accidentally hurt you."
Flying swords from the mouth!
Just these four words made many people present change their expressions and retreat, keeping a distance from Lu Fan.
Lu Fan stood there, watching quietly as he suddenly threw the dagger in his hand into the air. Then, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath. A wave of air flow appeared in the form of fluctuations visible to the naked eye.
In everyone's sight.
This flow of air seemed to be tangible, but invisibly it firmly fixed the flying sword thrown in the air.
Feijian struggled violently and made a buzzing sound, as if trying to break free from the restraints of the air current.
"Whoosh!"
But the jade-faced man's face turned red, and he suddenly took a big suction, the fluctuating airflow suddenly intensified, and the flying sword turned into an afterimage and flew directly into his mouth!
Under everyone's shocked gazes, the jade-faced man's face turned red, his cheeks bulged, and he looked like an angry puffer fish.
With murderous intent in his eyes, he rushed towards Lu Fan, suddenly pursed his lips, and spat out forcefully.
"puff!"
A ray of cold light, with unrivaled momentum, flew directly towards the center of Lu Fan's eyebrows!
