"Who are you?" Lu Fan asked in a very playful tone without answering.
"Us?" The man in the red robe was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter who we are, but you only need to know one thing, that is, we will have only one identity soon, and that is this
The owner of Dragon Tiger Island!"
"Boy, you seem to be a casual cultivator too. Did you get the news and come here to share a piece of the pie with us? Hahahahahaha!"
In an instant, the casual cultivators behind him started laughing.
Before Lu Fan could speak, dozens of terrifying auras flew past behind him.
Without looking, he knew that Tianlei and his minions had arrived.
"Boy, I said that if you dare to challenge me and the majesty of Tianxin Island, you will pay a heavy price for it!"
Tian Lei stood with his sword in his hand, and the aura of the early stage of the divine realm suddenly dissipated, making this all-powerful prodigy as silent as a volcano, but giving people a sense of oppression like thunder.
"Now, I will give you a chance to kneel down, kowtow, and swear in your Taoist heart to recognize this young master as your master, and offer all the magic weapons in your hands. In this way, I may consider showing mercy and sparing you.
A dog’s life.”
Tianlei wrote lightly.
While talking, Tianlei's minions dispersed and surrounded Lu Fan, Xingye Shazi, Wenren Muxue and others who were standing at the bow of the ship.
The terrifying mana fluctuations almost turned this sea area into a vacuum zone, which was terrifyingly depressing!
The casual cultivators who wanted to rob the island were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.
"This, this, seems to be the eldest son of the island owner of Tianxin Island, and he is also one of the top ten young masters of Tianxin Island among the younger generation in South China Sea Wonderland, Master Tianlei..."
The red-robed monk was completely dumbfounded.
Although, he has already entered the late stage of the Divine Realm, and is only a stone's throw away from the Divine Realm.
But this step is a gap that countless powerful monks cannot cross throughout their lives.
The distance of this step is the difference between the sky falling and the earth falling, and the difference between clouds and mud!
A strong man in the divine realm.
Even if these people are tied together, they are no match for Tian Lei.
The red-robed casual cultivator had a feeling of despair that he would be instantly killed by the thunder at any time, but he was frightened to the spot and did not dare to move, for fear that if he moved even slightly, his energy would draw him, and he would be attacked by the thunder.
"hehe……"
Lu Fan looked at the group of casual cultivators who wanted to seize the island, and then at the arrogant Tian Lei and others.
"Hey, actually you are quite strong, especially Tianlei. Your strength is far superior to mine. Under normal circumstances, I would definitely have to take a detour when I see you, but..."
Lu Fan suddenly grinned: "But you are very good at choosing places. The sky is blue and the water is clear. It is an excellent Feng Shui place for you to die here. There are so many fish to eat, so naturally you don't have to worry about the corpse rotting...
…”
As he said this, Lu Fan had a thought in his mind.
The dark and irregular ruler shot out from the backpack behind him and floated in front of him: "This magic weapon does not need to be introduced too much by me. I believe you have seen it before. After our research, we found that this thing is extremely violent.
Both activation and cultivation require a large amount of human blood essence. It just so happens that my hands are itchy and there is no place to activate it. Since you took the initiative to send it to my door, I have no choice but to send you on your way."
