Emperor Yutianwu

"Do you know that I can kill you just by saying this? I promise that if I want to kill you, no one in the Xunxian Realm can protect you, not even Tian Jue Wushuang." Hearing Chu Yan's words, Feng Yi did not get angry, but smiled deeply.

"What if I don't believe it?" Chu Yan raised his head, his eyes gradually sharpened. When he arrived in the Xunxian Realm, he found that the people here were indeed very strong, not comparable to Xinghai.

But what? Threatening him?

Tian Jue Wushuang frowned aside. Chu Yan had shown a strong talent before. He said a word to see the sky and reveal the mysterious level. He still couldn't comprehend it, so he was the one he wanted to fight for.

If it were someone else, he might directly stand on Chu Yan's side, but unfortunately, Feng Yi was exactly the one he couldn't provoke.

"Chu Yan, Young Master Yi came here this time for the matter of Fairy Ziyue. You will return all your luck. Young Master Yi will give me a face, and this matter will be settled here." Tian Jue Wushuang said.

Feng Yi was slightly surprised. He obviously didn't expect Tian Jue Wushuang to plead for Chu Yan. However, Fengwang Xianmen and Tian Jue Xianzong belonged to the same place in the fairyland and had a good relationship. He would not offend Tian Jue Wushuang for a small matter. He smiled and said, "If Wushuang asks, it's okay."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Humph." The Jiaolong clan snorted coldly, a little unhappy.

A subordinate beside Feng Yi looked cold and arrogant, and ordered, "Young Master Yi has shown mercy. Return the luck of Fairy Ziyue."

However, at this time, Chu Yan was stunned. This group of people was interesting. They wanted him to return the luck? Did you ask him?

"He agreed? Did you ask me for consent?"

Although the luck of Fairy Ziyue was of little use to him, he himself had top luck, and he also observed the sky and comprehended the holy image of Peng Yao. Now his luck has reached the top level.

But some things are different in nature. He is from the sea of ​​stars. In the eyes of the people in the fairyland, he is a small figure. However, small figures also have their own character. If he returns his luck, it means that he admits that he is wrong.

This kind of thing is impossible. He had endured it in the sea of ​​stars, but he found that it was useless to do so. It would only make others think that you are weak and bully too much.

Everyone's expression was condensed and they were all stunned. Tian Jue Wushuang's face obviously collapsed. He glared at Chu Yan: "Chu Yan, this is just a small matter. Don't be impulsive."

"You should all understand the illusion she used. If it weren't for my firm mind, I would probably sink forever, unable to extricate myself, or even die. My life, do you think it's a small matter?" Chu Yan smiled.

Tian Jue Wushuang frowned. Chu Yan was right. He Yue Nu Gong is the top illusion in the fairyland. If it is serious, it is very likely that you will sink in the illusion and never be reborn.

Everyone knows that Chu Yan is right, but it's a pity. What?

This is the Immortal Seeking Realm, and there is no fairness in the path of cultivation.

"She wanted to take my luck, but failed. I will bite her back. Not taking her life is a blessing. You want me to return my luck in full now? Well, sorry, no." Chu Yan said indifferently, directly expressing his attitude.

Everyone listened, and their hearts trembled. Tian Jue Wushuang also felt powerless. He could clearly sense that Feng Yi's aura beside him was changing, and his luck was rising wildly, turning into an illusory saint.

"Wushuang, I have given you face." Feng Yi said calmly, and the terrible power rolled like a tide, trying to crush Chu Yan under the Peng Yao God statue.

"Wait!" Tian Jue Wushuang suddenly shouted, and then he hesitated, and the luck behind him bloomed, which was also high-level luck, like an unparalleled war master.

At this time, he raised his hand and slapped his chest. He spat out a lot of blood, and then the luck behind him was separated, and a small medium luck appeared.

"Fairy Ziyue's luck is mine, so let's stop it."

Tian Jue Wushuang said palely, and everyone looked at him in surprise, and so did Chu Yan. He didn't expect Tian Jue Wushuang to separate his luck for him.

Feng Yi frowned even deeper and looked at Chu Yan: "The Xinghai Land has high-level luck. Your talent should be excellent. With Wushuang's high regard, you may be accepted into the Great Immortal Sect in the future. By then, it will be difficult for me to kill you, and I think you won'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 separated his luck.

"Wushuang, don't blame me. I can't leave a future trouble for myself." Feng Yi said seriously. Although there are many resources in the fairyland, there are also crises. He has come to this point, walking on thin ice, so even if it is a small figure in the star sea, he will never leave any threat to himself.

"Kill him." Feng Yi's eyes were determined and he ordered.

Tianjue Wushuang's face was extremely gloomy. He did this to save Chu Yan, but unfortunately, he still underestimated Feng Yi's determination to kill Chu Yan.

Maybe at the beginning, Feng Yi would not do that, but as he came into contact with him, he realized that Chu Yan was extraordinary, so today, Chu Yan must die.

"Boom!" Several Tianjun stepped out, and their medium luck turned into terrible fighting power, and immediately surrounded Chu Yan.

Tianjue Wushuang looked solemnly, and looked at Chu Yan again, struggling a little. Chu Yan's talent was very strong. He had advanced talent in the realm of human monarchs. Such a person was stronger than everyone in Tianjue City. In the Xunxian Realm, if he did not die, he would definitely be famous all over the world.

If he wins the bet, it will be a glorious road, but 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's arrogance 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 slamming 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 whole 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 engulfed the sky, and the saint's hand crushed him mercilessly, 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 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.

He admired what Tian Jue Wushuang did.

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 understood that Tian Jue Wushuang was doing it for the talent he had shown, it took courage to bet on someone who had infinite possibilities and to 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 turned against him. It seemed that he was too kind. Yes, I really thought he had a good temper.

"Counting Jiaolongyun once, this is the third time 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 from 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, advanced 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 revealed. 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 roared: "Chu Yan, get 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 in all directions coldly: "You guys Born in the Immortal Realm, everyone has their eyes high and looks down on the sea of ​​stars, but you have no idea what kind of existence I am. 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'll tell you." Chu Yan stretched out his arm, and the evil sword flew over. The sword was in his hand, clanking, and behind him was the golden light of the Peng Yao Shengxiang, 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 be opened 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 am the top level of luck!" Chu Yan smiled brightly. The young man is passionate and frivolous. Is he the top level of luck? He has never been, what he has is this top-notch luck.