Luck covers everything, so dazzling.
In the ruins of the Peng Yao, countless eyes turned and fell on Qi Luck behind the young man. They were stunned and could no longer speak.
The collision between Tian Jue Wushuang and Feng Yi stopped because of this. Tian Jue Wushuang's heart was trembling. He looked at the sky with one word and said that he had broken through the Peng Demon Xuan level and had advanced luck, and took advantage of the opportunity to fight Jiaolong Mo.
So Tian Jue Wushuang took action for him, thinking that he had overestimated him, but at this moment, he realized that no one here really knew this boy.
He comes from the sea of stars, but is full of arrogance. He faces many forces in the fairyland calmly and has never even clung to any. How can such a person be simple?
He has top-notch luck, and the dragon clan can still kill him?
Everyone said that he was arrogant and could not compare with the King of Immortal Realm, but back then, didn't the King of Immortal Realm enter the Immortal Realm with the best luck?
Now, is it really impossible to compare?
In the distance, people from the Xiao clan were also there, and Xiao Meng's heart trembled. Xiao Yu's eyes were red, and there was a vague mist swirling around her. She smiled brightly, but her heart felt so painful.
"Can't that person really be him?" Xiao Yushuang laughed happily. Jiaolong Mo's face was extremely embarrassed. Top-level luck was different from ordinary luck. Once it appeared, it meant that even if Chu Yan was not the person the big shot said, as long as he did not fall, he would still join the top forces in the Immortal Realm in the future. When Chu Yan grows up, he will be
An existence that everyone looks up to.
At that time, if Chu Yan wanted to take revenge, would his Mingshan Dragon Clan still exist?
Thinking of this, Jiaolong was not even more afraid. Today, Chu Yan must die.
"He is just a new Earth Lord. Even with the blessing of top-notch luck, it is impossible for the three of us to kill him together." Jiaolong Mo said coldly. However, after he finished speaking, he saw the Jin clan and He Yue beside him. The two people in the Immortal Tower stopped.
The leader of the Jin clan spoke: "Chu Yan, I, the Jin clan, have no enmity with you. I was stupid just now. Now, I, the Jin clan, are willing to withdraw from this battle."
"When you can bully, you bully, and when you can't bully, you want to escape completely? How can such a good thing happen in this world?" Chu Yan looked at the leader of the Jin clan mockingly.
"What do you want?" The leader of the Jin clan's face sank.
"Bring us the luck." Chu Yan didn't talk nonsense. His eyes flashed with a strange light. The Jin clan leader's face changed with shock. He wanted to retreat, but found that it was impossible to do so. The luck behind him seemed to be out of control. Likewise, Madness was cut off by Chu Yan's sword, and finally devoured by Chu Yan.
"Poof!" His luck was taken away, and the leader of the Jin clan suffered serious internal injuries. He looked at Chu Yan angrily from a distance, but finally turned around and ran away. He didn't want to fight with a future king of the fairyland. enemy.
"I took the initiative to hand over my luck." The woman from He Yuexian Tower said, her luck was gone and was swallowed by Chu Yan.
"You!" Jiaolong Mo's face turned pale, but at this point, he also felt timid: "Chu Yan, I am also willing to hand over my luck."
"It's useless for you to hand over your luck." Chu Yan shook his head indifferently, and the majestic luck bloomed, like a real roc's shadow, with golden light ripples, and the sword in his hand slashed directly at Jiaolong Mozu.
Jiaolong Mo was surrounded by sword shadows and felt powerless in his heart. The top level of luck was so terrifying that even if he had the Heavenly Lord realm, he still couldn't resist.
"Young Master Yi, save me." In despair, Jiaolong Mo pinned all his hopes on Feng Yi.
Feng Yi looked coldly to this side and said coldly: "Let him go. Let's put the grudge between you and me at this point."
"You are not qualified to plead for others, just stand there!" Chu Yan said coldly, but his voice was full of holy power. With a bang, Feng Yi felt his luck shake, and his eyes flashed coldly.
"No!" Jiaolong Mo screamed, and then he saw a sword shadow, like a roc rushing into the nine heavens, passing in front of him, and a line of blood appeared directly at his throat. With one sword, he became a prince.
Jiaolong Mo was dead, and countless people looked up to look at the dazzling young man. He seemed to be integrated with Peng Ying. He held the sword in the posture of a roc and killed Jiaolong Mo.
"You said that if you want to kill me, no one in Xunxian World can let me live? Now I tell you, you don't need anyone, I am enough." Chu Yan looked at Feng Yi.
Feng Yi's face was gloomy to the extreme. Although he expected that his words might not be effective, he was still angry when he saw Chu Yan killing Jiaolong Mo. His majesty as a city lord was trampled on.
Tian Jue Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Chu Yan, looking a little strange. He had never expected that he would bet on such a monster when he bet before.
Top-notch luck, the destiny of the king of the fairyland.
"You are very good, but the world of immortality is not as simple as you think. Even if you have endless talents, if you offend some people here, you will only die." Feng Yi said coldly, and then he turned around and faced Walking outside the ruins of the Peng Yao.
Chu Yan showed top-level luck, and with the help of Tian Jue Wushuang, he knew that it was impossible to kill Chu Yan today.
Looking at Feng Yi leaving, many people were speechless. The young master of Fengwang City, a better person than Tian Jue Wushuang, is here today. He just said to Chu Yan, if I want to kill you, in Xunxian Realm, No one can let you live.
At this time, Chu Yan used his own strength to tell him that he didn't need anyone, he was enough.
However, at this moment, an extremely inappropriate voice suddenly came.
"Did I let you go?" The person who spoke was naturally Chu Yan. Feng Yi froze for a moment, then he slowly turned around and looked at the young man under the sacred image of the Peng Yao.
Everyone's hearts trembled wildly as they looked towards Chu Yan.
Is this guy crazy?
He defeated Jiaolong Mo, and Feng Yi was about to leave. Today's events can be said to be a better ending, at least for Chu Yan.
But at this point, he actually dared to provoke Feng Yi? Even if he shows great talent and top-notch luck, compared with Feng Yi, he is still not good enough, right?
Feng Yi himself is a top-level heavenly king and a high-level luck holder. He was born in the Fengwang Immortal Sect, and his combat power is definitely not comparable to that of Jiaolong. Even Tian Jue Wushuang is not as good as him.
"You must think clearly about the consequences I left behind." Feng Yi showed a joking smile: "Wushuang, this is his choice. If you take action again, don't blame me for not caring about human feelings."
Tian Jue Wushuang looked at Chu Yan: "Chu Yan, this is the end of it, stop it."
"If I kill him, will you be in trouble?" Chu Yan asked directly without responding.
Tian Jue Wushuang was stunned for a moment, but when Chu Yan asked him, he still responded: "Yes, the Fengwang Immortal Sect and the Tian Jue Immortal Sect belong to the same sect. If he dies, I will not be able to stay in the Xunxian World any longer. "
"That's a bit troublesome." Chu Yan nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at Feng Yi: "Keep the luck, let you go, or you will die."
Feng Yi's eyes became strange and he smiled jokingly. Does this guy want his luck?
"I'll let you go once. You're looking for death. I want top luck." Feng Yi took the initiative and walked towards Chu Yan. The remnants of the Jiaolong clan became ferocious. The guards behind Feng Yi also laughed. Top luck , do you dare to be so rampant?
However, almost at the same time, a sharp color suddenly flashed across Chu Yan's eyes, unfolding like a blade, and then he shook his head: "Do you really think that top luck is what I rely on?"
"Is Tian Jue Wushuang? He's not worthy yet." Feng Yi said with a calm smile.
"I didn't want this to happen." Chu Yan shook his head helplessly, then turned around and walked towards Ye Xun and Wangfeng.
Everyone was confused as to what Chu Yan was going to do.
"How is your practice?" Chu Yan walked up to the two of them and asked in a very gentle voice, waking them up from their meditation.
"Eighty percent." Ye Xun responded, then frowned at the situation in front of him, and naturally understood something: "Are they looking for trouble again?"
"Yes, so I'm afraid you can't continue to practice." Chu Yan smiled, and both of them nodded: "It doesn't matter, the enlightenment is clear enough, the will of the Peng Yao Saint has been inherited, and there is a little left, it doesn't matter. "
"When there are more ruins later, I will seize the luck and give it to you." Although the two of them acted indifferently, Chu Yan was still a little apologetic. Then he turned around and looked at Feng Yi again, his eyes were extremely evil.
"Don't you want to know who I can rely on? Okay, I'll tell you now." After Chu Yan said this, his eyes suddenly opened, and then an extremely terrifying power surged towards Feng Yi. The power was full of killing power, as if it were endless. Like a sword, it immediately enveloped Feng Yi.
Feng Yi's face changed in shock. At this moment, he felt that his opponent was not like Chu Yan, but like the Roc Demon Holy Elephant. The golden statue emitted a dazzling light, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Chu Yan and him actually seemed to be somewhat separate from each other.
"Wake up!" Chu Yan shouted. The voice came from the Peng Yao Sacred Elephant. The ancient ruins began to tremble crazily, and all the tens of thousands of pilgrim statues opened their eyes.
"Gulu!" Feng Yi was horrified. He felt as if he was being stared at by ten thousand statues. As long as Chu Yan thought about it, these ten thousand stone statues would kill him.
"Can you control the statues here?" Feng Yi looked pale.
"Do you think I'm joking with you?" Chu Yan's eyes were brave, like a god: "I'll give you another chance, choose one, luck or death."
Everyone was shocked. They thought Chu Yan's talent was terrifying enough, but at this moment, he actually directly controlled the statues here, as if the Peng Yao Saint was reincarnated.
At this moment, everyone looked at Feng Yi with cold hearts.
Just now Chu Yan asked Tian Jue Wushuang, if you kill him, will you be in trouble?
Everyone thought that Chu Yan was talking nonsense, but at this point, they suddenly realized, including Tian Jue Wushuang. He was even thinking, if he had nodded just now, would Feng Yi be a dead person now?
Chu Yan slowly raised his arm, and the light from the thousands of statues bloomed. As soon as his palm fell, the statues would attack and kill Feng Yi.
Feng Yi endured threats and humiliation, but at this point, he was really scared and did not dare to gamble. "I'll give you luck!"
