Once the deal is settled, the next dinner is naturally a joy for the guests.

However, even if a consensus is reached, the purchase of gold and jade clothes is not something that can be completed overnight.

Tianyi Pavilion needs to know the physical size of the garrison of Tianjiaomen in order to complete the most suitable armor, which is not only tailored to save materials, but also to better fit with its own martial arts.

Tianjiao Sect needs to scavenge the corresponding resources, and at the same time let the disciples practice the hard skill of forging the body, so as to maximize the protective effect of the golden jade clothes.

Chu Feng was very much looking forward to the majestic majesty of the three thousand disciples armed to the teeth.

"I'll go alone, you guys go back!"

When he got out of the Sky Tower, the cool evening breeze was blowing in his face, looking at the streets that were still full of people, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement.

"Yes, sir!"

His subordinates said goodbye and left, and Chu Feng strolled through the streets of Tiandu, a city that never sleeps.

Now it is close to the hour, corresponding to the time on the earth is nine o'clock in the evening, for the ancient city has long been the time of curfew to sleep, but the sky is still noisy all night, the lights are endless, it is completely the night market thousands of lights shining on the blue clouds, high-rise buildings with red sleeves.

Integrating into the ranks of tourists, Chu Feng walked and stopped, his tense mood relaxed slightly, looking at the excited and happy faces, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Vaguely, he thought of the Dragon God Festival in Liyang.

At that time, not long after I entered this world, I got rid of the pursuit of the Heavenly Fowl Gate as Chen Xuanxi, time flies, and several years have passed in a blink of an eye.

He has gone from being chased for thousands of miles to a big man who talks and laughs with the Venerable Returning to the Void, and he is steadily approaching the goal of the Great Rebellion.

But why don't you feel so much joy?

In the Dragon God Festival, he and Begonia and Xiaoyue were eating, drinking, and having fun on the street.

Now, it is clear that Xia Chenxi is in the tent of the Great Sun King, but he is immersed in retreat, hoping to be promoted to the soul and have the capital to impact and return to the void, which can help.

And less than a month after he entered Zhongzhou, the number of people who died directly or indirectly was no less than 10,000, although many of them deserved it, but there were always innocent people......

"How much blood will be shed on this road, and will I become the lonely person again in the end?"

Chu Feng's eyes showed confusion, and pain gradually appeared between his eyebrows, and he couldn't wait to yell and scream, muttering out the secrets in his heart to vent his depression and uneasiness, and then give up completely.

"Shhh

Unexpectedly, in the next moment, a pink needle prick appeared at some point, and it stabbed lightly on Chu Feng's inner thigh.

This thorn pierced not only the flesh, but also gave the soul stimulation, and the pain on his face was even more obvious, but his mind was suddenly clear.

"Someone is plotting against me!"

At this time, Chu Feng was full of vigor and energy, how could he have those negative thoughts?

If you want to have great achievements, you always have to pay the price, if you want to go all the way easily, do whatever you want, you can coerce the world, and the Tianjiao system has not unlocked the hanging function.

And Chu Feng was originally a calm and restrained person, and he also knew how to combine work and rest, but just now he suddenly fell into such an extreme emotion, there was definitely something wrong.

He remained silent, even his eyes flickered slightly, the painful look on his face still did not dissipate, and the whole person walked forward in a bit of confusion.

In this state, even if it is a Returning Void Venerable, his vigilance is bound to be minimized, not to mention that Chu Feng has not yet entered the Void Returning Stage.

So, when he came to the Changxian Lake, which was the most crowded, a short blade like a sharp mirror fragment appeared out of thin air and stabbed the back of the head.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Chu Feng's body did not move, his head did not return, and a sword light like a dragon slashed, piercing the human body behind the short blade, and at the same time, the dark golden light of the immortal golden body shone brightly.

Offense instead of defense!

Bite!

But this time, the momentum of the short blade stabbing out did not slow down for a minute, and it still made a dull collision sound with Chu Feng's body protection real strength.

At the same time, everything around them began to disappear rapidly.

The rippling blue water, the tourists who rub shoulders one after another, and the noisy and prosperous atmosphere......

Everything slowly dissipated, except for a black shadow that rose rapidly, and soon filled Chu Feng's entire line of sight.

It was a strange feeling, it was clear that Chu Feng had his back to the sneak attacker, but he could clearly feel the appearance of the sneak attacker.

It was a girl with a graceful posture, obviously with an incomparably cold murderous intent between her eyebrows, and her eyes were cold and piercing, but she was smiling brightly.

It's not a forced smile or a smile, the smile is very sincere and vivid, and it is very infectious.

It's precisely because of this smile that everyone who witnesses this face will have a trembling feeling that fills the soul.

"I don't know which Dharma protector you are, maybe just a thug with a twisted personality?"

Only Chu Feng was disdainful, looking at her like looking at a clown.

The girl's smile remained unchanged, and the corners of her mouth on both sides rose to an exaggerated arc, adding to the horror at the same time, the whole person suddenly split into two.

It's really split in two, as if it was cut in half by a divine knife along the eyebrows, and then the two halves grow flesh and blood again, making up for the missing parts.

Then there are twos and fours, and fours and eights, and eights and sixteen......

The girl began to move at high speed, like countless overlapping paper cutouts suddenly thrown into the air, and her figures continued to diverge.

"The shadow clone technique, it's old!"

Chu Feng opened his mouth casually, and the Dian Xing Sword also began to split into two, two into four, and four into eight, and the ten thousand swords came out, and the tip of the needle met the short blade that was also stabbing wildly.

It's just that in my heart, it is extremely dignified.

Because none of these differentiated figures are completely false, all of them are like entities, exuding an incomparably dangerous sense of oppression.

And the strong collision of the sword blades also showed that the opponent's clone not only had substantial lethality, but was also stronger than the single sword qi of the Ten Thousand Sword Jue.

Every time the Ten Thousand Sword Technique is differentiated, the single sword qi will be weakened a little, gradually decreasing, but the girl's clone is always constant, unimaginable, but it appears clearly.

Finally, when Chu Feng's sword qi was divided to one hundred and twenty-eight, his power dropped sharply, and under the influence of one and the other, the girl's clone was fierce and fierce, and in the blink of an eye, it cut the qi machine he released to pieces, and even the surrounding space began to show a state of fragmented collapse!

"Close!"

Fortunately, Chu Feng has long since he was no longer what he used to be, since the Ten Thousand Swords Technique is no match for the other party, then simply simplify the complex and unite the human sword.

As soon as the heavenly sword appeared, those dense assassinations that were intertwined like spider webs were all shattered, and at the same time, the girl who rushed to the front was also torn apart, swaying a rain of blood, stumps and broken arms, just like real death.