Mr. Tu roared angrily on the empty sea, but no one responded to him at all.
"Damn the thief, you dare to take away my son's empty dagger. No matter where you escape, I will kill you." He stared at a pair of murderous eyes and shouted.
"Are you looking for me?"
At this time, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Mr. Tu turned around hastily, and saw the familiar figure at a glance.
I saw that Lu Fan was standing more than 300 meters in front of him intact.
"It turns out that you didn't run away. It's great!" After discovering Lu Fan, Mr. Tu suddenly showed a ferocious smile.
"I haven't sent you to the west, how can I leave?" Lu Fan's eyes were indifferent.
"Want to kill me? I'm afraid you are not qualified enough. Even without the empty dagger, I can still kill you." Mr. Tu said with a gloomy expression.
"Really? If you think so, then you will regret it." Lu Fan said lightly.
He didn't wait for the other party to answer, he just waved his hand.
"Wow!"
More than 300 sword qi formed in an instant, directly attacking the vital parts of Mr. Tu's body.
"Sword Qi?" Mr. Tu was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed contemptuously, "Which corner did you come from, and you actually want to kill me with sword energy?"
You must know that in the world of comprehension, only the first and second level monks who have just started to condense qi will use sword qi to fight with others. After reaching the third level of condensed energy, everyone will use flying swords and magic weapons to kill people.
Because, in this world, the clothes worn by monks basically have protective functions, and it is no problem to block these sword qi, and these clothes are very cheap, and only need one or two low-grade spirit stones to buy .
These sword qi can't even break through the clothes of the monks, let alone kill people, so the monks who use the sword qi to attack are all low-level monks.
Of course, Lu Fan is an outsider, and he doesn't know this. On Earth, he is used to using sword energy and wind blade skills.
"Hmph, don't underestimate my sword energy, you will know how powerful they are after a while." Lu Fan said a little unhappy.
"Really? Then you just go at me, you can release as much sword energy as you have, and I will stand here for you to fight." Mr. Tu's eyes flashed, and he said disdainfully.
The clothes on him are not ordinary, but his father, who is the head of the Tu family, spent more than a hundred spirit stones, and specially asked a senior master craftsman to refine it, not to mention sword energy, even if it is ordinary Don't even think about hurting him with the flying sword, this is also one of the capitals of his arrogance.
Lu Fan frowned.
He has long seen that the clothes on the opponent's body are weird, but he does not believe that the clothes can resist the sword energy.
At this time, his more than three hundred sword qi had rushed in front of the opponent, and Mr. Tu did not take any protection, and even exposed his face to the outside, allowing these sword qi to attack.
In an instant, the sword energy slammed into his body fiercely.
Sudden!
On the surface of his clothes, a faint ray of light appeared, and the sword energy dissipated as soon as it touched the ray, as if snow had met the scorching sun, and it was useless at all.
Lu Fan's complexion suddenly changed.
What kind of clothes is this? Can actually resist the sword energy?
Mr. Tu was very proud of his bewildered appearance.
"Turtle, you must be a casual cultivator who just came out of some ravine, right? How can you not understand this bit of common sense? Not to mention the precious clothes of my son, even the clothes of ordinary monks will be in the way The effect of ordinary sword gas and poisonous gas." Mr. Tu folded his hands, showing a contemptuous expression.
"You are too arrogant, I don't believe it, you can't break your tortoise shell with sword energy." Lu Fan said bitterly.
"Then you can come anyway, I will never fight back." Mr. Tu said with a twinkle in his eyes.
He wished that Lu Fan would spend all his spiritual power on the sword energy, so that he would be able to kill the opponent very easily and get back his "Space Breaking Dagger" in a short time.
Lu Fan didn't answer, and swung three hundred sword qi again.
After a slight pause for two breaths, he continued to swing 300 sword qi, a total of more than 600 sword qi, rushing towards the opponent densely.
Mr. Tu's face was indifferent, and he looked at Lu Fan with disdain.
At the same time, he has poured spiritual energy into the red flying sword under his feet, and after Lu Fan consumes half of the spiritual energy, he will release the flying sword and chop off Lu Fan's head.
 ??Leave yourself a scourge.
In short, today he will kill this person.
Looking at the more than three hundred sword qi, Mr. Tu was so frightened that his hair stood on his head.
If the long sword was in these sword qi again, then he would be dead.
The natal talisman given to him by the head of the family has exploded. This time, he no longer has any magic weapon to block the long sword.
You must know that the natal talisman was refined by his father with the blood of the foundation-building monks, which was enough to withstand the full blow of the foundation-building monks, but it exploded under the blow of the long sword.
It is enough to see how powerful the long sword is.
"Senior, spare your life!"
He yelled in despair, and at the same time, he took out a large handful of imitation Dharma protectors from his storage bag, and threw them behind him.
All of a sudden, protective masks of various colors appeared behind him.
"Boom! Boom! Boom"
The sound of the sword energy hitting the mask was heard very quickly, and when half of the sword energy dissipated, a flying sword appeared again.
"Sure enough, it's this trick again!" Mr. Tu trembled all over.
He didn't even see the shape of the flying sword clearly, so he hurriedly rushed towards a deserted island below.
"The monks here are really rich, and they have so many protective magic weapons on their bodies!"
After the sword energy disappeared, Lu Fan looked at the dozens of imitation protective masks that still existed in midair, and said enviously.
This time, it was just an ordinary flying sword mixed with the sword energy.
The flying sword only pierced through four layers of imitation light shields, and then fell from exhaustion. With a wave of Lu Fan's hand, he sucked it in.
"It seems that relying on sword energy alone won't work."
Immediately afterwards, his figure also quickly flew towards the deserted island. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com