"Do you know that just by your words, I can kill you. I promise, I will kill you. No one in the world of Xunxian can protect you, not even him, who is incomparable." Hearing Chu Yan
Feng Yi did not get angry, but instead smiled broadly.
"What if I don't believe it?" Chu Yan raised his head, his eyes gradually becoming sharper. When he arrived at the Xunxian World, he found that the people here were indeed very strong, not comparable to Xinghai.
But what? Threaten him?
Tian Jue Wushuang frowned at the side. Chu Yan had shown great talent before, observing the sky with one word, and breaking through the mysterious level. So far, he couldn't comprehend it, so he was the one he wanted to win over.
If it were anyone else, he might have directly sided with Chu Yan, but unfortunately, Feng Yi was the one he couldn't offend.
"Chu Yan, Young Master Yi is here this time to deal with Fairy Ziyue. You will return your luck in full. Young Master Yi betrayed me to save face, so this matter is over." Tian Jue Wushuang said.
Feng Yi was slightly surprised. He obviously didn't expect Tian Jue Wushuang to intercede for Chu Yan, but Feng Wang Xianmen and Tian Jue Xian Sect belong to the same place in the Immortal Realm and have a good relationship. He wouldn't pout over a trivial matter.
Knowing Tian Jue Wushuang's face, he smiled and said: "Wushuang opens his mouth, of course."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.
"Hmph." The Jiaolong clan snorted coldly, feeling a little unhappy.
A subordinate next to Feng Yi looked coldly and arrogantly, and ordered: "Young Master Yi has shown mercy, please return Fairy Ziyue's luck."
However, at this moment, Chu Yan was startled. This group of people was quite interesting. They wanted him to return his luck? Have you asked him?
"He agreed? Did you ask me if I agreed?"
Although Fairy Twilight's luck is of little use to him, he himself has top-level luck, and he has observed the sky and understood the sacred image of the Peng Yao, and now his luck has reached the top.
But some things are of a different nature. He comes from the sea of stars, and in the eyes of people in the fairyland, he is a small person. However, small people also have their own character. If he returns his luck, it means he admits that he was wrong.
This kind of thing is absolutely impossible. He had endured it before in the sea of stars, but he found that doing so was of no use. It would only make others think you were weak and bully others too much.
Everyone's expressions condensed and they were stunned. Tian Jue Wushuang's expression obviously also fell. He glared at Chu Yan: "Chu Yan, this is a small matter, don't be impulsive."
"You should all understand the illusion she used. If I hadn't been strong-minded, I would have probably sunk forever, been unable to extricate myself, or even lost my life. Do you think my life is a trivial matter?" Chu Yan smiled.
Tian Jue Wushuang frowned, Chu Yan was right, Heyue Female Skill is the top illusion in the fairyland. If it is serious, it is very likely that you will sink in the illusion and never live.
Everyone knows that Chu Yan is right, but so what?
This is the world of seeking immortality. There is no fairness in the journey of cultivation.
"She wanted to take away my luck, but she failed. I took it back. She didn't take her life, which was already a gift. Now you want me to return my luck in full? Well, sorry, no." Chu Yan said coldly, directly
Show attitude.
Everyone listened, their hearts trembling, and Tian Jue Wushuang also felt powerless. He could clearly detect that Feng Yi's aura beside him was changing, and his luck was rising crazily, turning into the shadow of an illusory saint.
"Wushuang, I have already given you face." Feng Yi said calmly, and the terrifying power rolled like a tide, trying to smash the Chu Yan under the statue of the Peng Yao.
"Wait!" Tian Jue Wushuang suddenly shouted, and then he hesitated, and the luck behind him bloomed. It was also high-level luck, just like a Wushuang warrior.
At this moment, he raised his hand, slapped his chest, and a lot of blood spurted out. Then he saw the luck behind him separate, and a small medium luck appeared.
"Fairy Twilight Yue's Qi is my fault. Let's give up on this matter."
Tian Jue Wushuang said palely, everyone looked at him in surprise, and so did Chu Yan, who also didn't expect that Tian Jue Wushuang would separate his destiny for him.
Feng Yi frowned deeper and looked at Chu Yan: "In the land of the sea of stars, you have high-level luck. Your talent should be very outstanding. With Wushuang's high regard, you are likely to join the Great Immortal Sect in the future. When the time comes, I
It would be very difficult to kill you, and I think you wouldn't let me go then, right?"
"You will die then." Chu Yan's eyes were calm, but his words were shocking.
"Very good, just as I guessed, you are indeed very different. So today, you will die first."
"Feng Yi!" Tian Jue Wushuang's expression changed. He didn't expect that Feng Yi would kill Chu Yan even though he had lost his destiny.
"Wushuang, don't blame me. I can't leave any trouble for myself." Feng Yi said seriously. In the Immortal Realm, although there are many resources, there are still dangers. He has reached this point and is walking on thin ice, so even if he is a small person in the sea of stars,
He will never leave any threat to himself.
"Kill him." Feng Yi ordered with firm eyes.
Tian Jue Wushuang's face was extremely gloomy. He did this because he wanted to protect Chu Yan, but unfortunately, he still underestimated Feng Yi's determination to kill Chu Yan.
Perhaps at first, Feng Yi was not that good, but as he came into contact, he realized how good Chu Yan was, so today, Chu Yan must die.
"Boom!" Several Heavenly Lords stepped out, with moderate luck, turning into terrifying combat power, and immediately surrounded Chu Yan.
Tian Jue Wushuang's eyes were solemn, and he glanced at Chu Yan again, struggling a little. Chu Yan's talent was very strong, and people in the Renjun realm had advanced talents. Such a person was better than everyone else in Tian Jue City.
In the fairy world, if he does not perish, one day he will become famous all over the world.
If he wins the bet, it will be a glorious road, but equally, if he loses, he will be in ruins.
"I hope you are worthy of me doing this." Tian Jue Wushuang looked at Chu Yan and sighed in his heart.
"Tian Jue Immortal Sect, try to protect him from death." Many people in the Peng Yao ruins were surprised by the choice Tian Jue Wushuang made.
Feng Yi's eyes became cold: "Wushuang, do you know what you are doing? Turning against me for a person from Xinghai? Can you, Tianjuecheng, really bear it?"
"Retreat or start a war." Tian Jue Wushuang has a decisive character. Once you have made your choice, you will not regret it and look at Feng Yi.
"Boom!" Feng Yi became even more angry. His luck was like a terrifying holy shadow, making the sky dazzling. He raised his head and looked at Tian Jue Wushuang: "You made a very stupid decision."
"Fight!" Tian Jue Wushuang took the initiative to stand up. Feng Yi had high luck, and he was the only one qualified to fight. The Wushuang God of War stood behind him, holding a battle ax, and slammed it down.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Violent explosions continued, and there was a strong collision in the Peng Yao ruins. There were dazzling lights and shadows in the sky. Tian Jue Wushuang's power was not as powerful as Feng Yi, but this was Tian Jue City, and he could take advantage of it.
, much stronger than Feng Yi.
"Tian Jue Wushuang, you are gambling with my city." Jiaolong Mo's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly shouted: "Your Highness Feng, if there is someone in Fengwang City, the Mingshan Jiaolong Clan is willing to help you fight."
"Okay!" Feng Yi nodded immediately, with sharp murderous intent, a terrifying light curtain filled the sky, and the saint's hand mercilessly crushed it down, hitting the ground.
When Jiaolong Mo received a response, he smiled ferociously. Then he turned his eyes and looked at Chu Yan under the sacred image of the Peng Yao.
He used the opportunity to fight before and was defeated, but now he attacks with all his strength. He is in the Tianjun realm, blessed by high-level luck, and can Chu Yan resist it?
Chu Yan never spoke, but always watched.
What Tian Jue Wushuang did made him admire him.
Although Tian Jue Wushuang did not take action, he was still not afraid of Feng Yi and others today, but Tian Jue Wushuang did so, and he was still a little grateful.
Although he understands that Tian Jue Wushuang is doing it for the talent he has shown, it takes courage to bet on someone who has unlimited possibilities and offend a current enemy.
Therefore, he would naturally remember this kindness, but now he did not consider it.
He looked at Jiaolong Mo with cold eyes. This was the second time he wanted to kill him. Previously, he showed his murderous intention when he took advantage of the opportunity to fight. This time, Feng Yi came seeking revenge, and he directly switched sides. It seemed that he was too kind.
Yes, I really thought he had a good temper.
"Counting Jiaolongyun once, this is the third time that your Mingshan Jiaolong clan wants to kill me." Chu Yan said calmly.
"So what? Today, you will die." Jiaolong Mo said ferociously.
Chu Yan slowly turned his eyes and looked at the people of the Jin clan and Heyue Xianlou. They were all ready to make a move: "If you guys want to take action, I will think that you are also the ones who want to kill me. When the time comes, I will
There will be no mercy."
The leader of the Jin tribe laughed evilly: "Lord of the Earth, you are very arrogant, you are a high-level Qi Luck."
"Kill him." A woman from Heyue Immortal Tower said coldly. She is Ziyue's senior sister and is in charge of Heyue's lineage.
"Boom!" In a moment, the murderous intentions of the three parties were exposed. Feng Yi was colliding with Tian Jue Wushuang. He glanced over and sneered: "Wushuang, it seems that even if you try to protect him today, you can't do it."
Tian Jue Wushuang's eyes were gloomy, and he growled: "Chu Yan, come back!"
"No need, they want my life, so I don't have to live today." Chu Yan stood up slowly, his white gown fluttering in the wind. He suddenly turned his eyes and looked at the three parties coldly: "You guys
Born in the fairyland, everyone has their eyes high and looks down upon the sea of stars, but you have no idea what kind of existence I am, and you want to kill me over and over again, but I am standing here, can you really kill me?"
There is a high-level luck person in each of the three parties, with endless killing intent. Jiaolong Mo said arrogantly: "Xinghai, how strong can it be."
"I will tell you." Chu Yan stretched out his arm, and the evil sword flew towards him. The sword was in his hand, clanking, and behind him was the golden light of the Peng Yao Sacred Image, which shone on him, as if it was born for him.
Generally, he has a smile in his eyes, looking young and frivolous.
At this moment, he was full of scenery. Even when facing three heavenly kings who were much higher than him, his eyes were still calm.
At this moment, the world of Xunxian seemed to have opened up just for him.
Behind him, there was a brilliant destiny blooming. The light was soaring into the sky. In just a moment, it covered everything here, as if he was the only one in the world.
"I have top-notch luck!" Chu Yan smiled brightly. The young man was passionate and frivolous. How about top-level luck? He had never been. What he had was the top-notch luck.