That sword light, which contained the intention of killing, roared in, and even the surrounding air trembled violently under the sword!
Lu Fan's face darkened.
"What a domineering overseas monk!"
As he spoke, a hint of joking appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't wait for him to take action.
"puff!"
A ray of sword light had already flown out from under his nose.
The sword roared all over the world! It flew out like a meteor slashing the moon!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Three rays of light soared into the sky, and the three rays of sword light that attacked from the opposite side had all been cut off and exploded into the air.
But the power of this sword light has not diminished at all. One second, it was still in front of Lu Fan and others, and the next second, it appeared in front of one of the monks on the opposite island!
The monk didn't even have time to react.
"puff!"
A burst of blood exploded around his neck!
The next second.
The head flew up, and the blood from the broken neck sprayed out into the sky like a fountain.
The head fell to the ground, but the body still stood in place.
The eyes of the three overseas monks were obviously dull. They first looked at their companions whose heads had been severed in shock, and then looked at Lu Fan and the other three people on the other side of the island with strange eyes.
"Whoosh!"
The sword light turned in a circle in the air, turned into a stream of light, and returned to Wanzi's hand.
Lu Fan also looked at her in surprise.
He clearly felt the aura of the Supreme in the power emitted by this flying sword.
Could it be that this little ball, at this age, has already reached the semi-supreme realm?
But then, Lu Fan, Maru Zi and Onizuka appeared on the opposite island, looking at the three overseas monks in front of them with playful expressions.
Except for the one whose head was severed, there are four overseas monks standing opposite. The four men are all wearing clothes made of special materials and exude a faint herbal fragrance. On the surface, they all appear to be monks.
They looked more than ten years old, but Lu Fan felt an extremely old aura in these people.
The youngest one is probably no less than fifty years old.
After all, rejuvenation is something that a warrior would never pursue in his lifetime.
But for those who practice Taoism and Taoism, it is a trivial matter.
"Please, help me."
The overseas monk who was surrounded and killed looked at the three of them eagerly.
"They robbed my sister and asked her to carry on the family line for their elders. If my sister doesn't obey, they will kill me to threaten my sister."
"I was forced to escape. Please save me, save my sister..."
As the overseas monk spoke, blood kept flowing out from the corner of his mouth, and his face became paler. It was obvious that his life was burning to the extreme.
"You don't seem to be from this island, are you from outside?"
A monk looked at Lu Fan and others warily, "How did you get in? Don't you know..."
Before the man could finish what he said, Lu Fan suddenly disappeared from the spot.
"Puff puff!"
Three rays of blood shot up into the sky, and the heads of the three overseas monks were all cut off.
Then, Lu Fan's figure reappeared on the same spot, as if he had not moved or done anything.
Unless you didn't see the blood on his hands.
Lu Fan shook off the blood on his hand with disgust in his eyes and frowned: "It's really troublesome not being able to mobilize the Qi. I have to do it myself and my hands are dirty."
Before he came to overseas monks, or to be precise, the Nanhai monks, he had an attitude of not having the slightest pity, and he attacked decisively without holding back any hand.
