"Ten years for the covenant, the old man surrendered to you, there is no half-heartedness, ten years later, the old man washed away this memory, and returned to ask Tiange, how is it?"

"It's a deal!"

In the end, the advantage was also crushed by Chu Feng, and Li Luan finally gave in.

Ten years was just a short period of time for the Venerable Returning to the Void, but for Chu Feng, it was a crucial period of development.

Ten years later, Tianjiao's growth may be completely beyond imagination, whether he will take a fancy to Li Luan or not, and naturally agree happily.

"In the current world, is it the dispute between Kou Zhong, Song Que and Jieli?"

After getting the Killing Star Sword, Chu Feng looked at Chang'an in the distance again, and couldn't help but sigh.

He postponed the plot time by a year, which seemed to be in the blink of an eye, but in fact, this was the most turbulent period of the scuffle.

After Li Shimin's death, even if Li Jiancheng lost the Killing Star Sword, he did not end well in the end, he was crossed by the Demon Gate and demolished the bridge, and he died directly, Li Yuan couldn't afford to get sick, the advantages in the early stage were gone, and Li Tang was already dead in name.

Now even Chang'an has been taken by Kou Zhong, but unfortunately Kou Zhong, who was born at the grassroots, lacks the foundation of the valve, it is easy to capture the city and difficult to defend the city.

With Chu Feng and Chen Xuanxi, the pair of butterfly wings fanning wildly, Kou Zhong and Song Yuzhi did not come together, so naturally there was no such thing as entering Song's lack of law, and the two sides were now enemies rather than friends.

In other words, if it weren't for the Turkic eyesight, Kou Zhong would probably have been beaten by Song Que, who was like a god with soldiers and a strong foundation, and the confrontation between the two sides would go on for a long time, and Chu Feng felt that Song Que would have a greater chance of winning.

Of course, the protagonist of the plot can't be treated with common sense, and it is very normal for Song Que to be turned the tide by Kou Zhong in the end.

"Kou Zhong is naturally good to be the emperor, with the foundation left by Yang Guang, Song Que will also be a good emperor, the prosperity of Zhenguan's rule is not a problem, and it is time for us to retire after success......"

"Yes, leave it to Xiao Zhong and Xiao Ling!"

When Chu Feng found Chen Xuanxi, there was no need to persuade him, and the separation had arrived.

In the past two years, he and Ssangyong have established a deep brotherhood, and it is natural that he will be a little reluctant at this time.

However, Chen Xuanxi also knew that Kou Zhong valued the process far more than the result, and his excessive help was not a good thing, and it was really time to let go for the growth and experience of Ssangyong.

What's more, the sense of rejection has reached the extreme, and the will of the world can no longer allow the two of them to stay, when Chu Feng held the Killing Star Sword in his hand, and Chen Xuanxi turned into two meteors and disappeared into the sky, in the Young Marshal's Mansion, Kou Zhong's tall and burly body was shocked, and he came to the window to look up at the sky, muttering to himself:

"Brother Chen, you still left after all...... As you say, do we really have a chance to meet again, and after the shattered void, we are going to your world?"

What Kou Zhong didn't know was that Chen Xuanxi did not return to the Tianwu Continent, but according to his wishes, he went to the White Snake World to scatter his mind, and by the way, he saw the mysteries of Taoism.

Chu Feng, who had returned to Thousand Sword Peak, pressed the Killing Star Sword, which was trembling with excitement, and informed Ye Yushi of the situation.

In Chu Feng's opinion, with this evil sword, the Star Pointing Sword Sect was already in the bag.

However, Li Luan gave a different opinion on the plan to seize the foundation of the Star Sword Sect without bloodshed: "A hundred years have passed, this faction has exhausted its spirit, and if you get mixed with them, you will inevitably be implicated, you need to think twice!"

"Running out of gas?"

Chu Feng's mind flashed through Ye Xingyuan and the others, who had been killed by the Immortal Dragon Boat almost in a pot, and suddenly realized: "So you have already done something on the Flying Star Sword, no wonder the Star Sword Sect has been so declining recently!"

"That's right, the old man has arranged the Ning Yuan Lock Sword Array in Dingyuan County, and whenever the moon rises, there is a soul qi to respond, and the luck of the Star Sword Sect is extracted year by year!"

Li Luan's indifferent tone revealed confidence: "If you only need the Earth Evil Treasure Realm, then now when you order your subordinates to evacuate Thousand Swords Peak, the old man will let Ye Yushi fall into the last madness, fight with all factions and lose both, and let you reap the benefits of the fisherman!"

Chu Feng thought thoughtfully: "Then what if I want to order the three thousand elite disciples of the Star Sword Sect?"

Li Luan was silent for a moment, and then a cautious voice sounded from the sword: "The number of luck is extremely implicated, and it is difficult to assert!"

Even if Chu Feng didn't believe in fate, seeing Li Lu'an's words, he would not insist on going his own way, nodded his head, and the sword soared into the sky.

He was going to discuss with Mei Changsu, Wang Lianhua and others, brainstorming, and then decide whether to change the plan.

"Destiny is an achievement, luck is the clock, there are atmospheric luck people here!"

Who knew that his sword light had not yet reached the outside of Ziwei Palace, and Li Luan's surprised voice suddenly sounded.

"Huh?"

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, hovering in mid-air, and saw a red light overflowing from the Killing Star Sword, turning into Li Lu'an's appearance, his eyes looking downward, and his gaze was falling on the Yimei Dao man who was pondering the Nine Star Dragon Yuan Array.

"Oh, you said he, luck is in his body, it's really normal!"

Chu Feng was noncommittal.

After all, Yimei Daochang is also the protagonist of the plot, and he can become a famous exorcist and ghost hunter in the era of the end of the law, and eat both Chinese and Western, how can ordinary people be compared, not only talent and hard work, but also luck and fortune are indispensable.

However, in the next moment, Li Luan's illusory figure began to tremble, because Mei Changsu and the others, who were originally discussing in the palace, walked out one by one.

"One, two, three, four...... How is it possible, how can such atmospheric carriers get together?"

In the Tang world, Li Lu'an was not so shocked in the face of Chu Feng's invincible body, and his eyes were almost bulging out at this time, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"It's important to get down to business, maybe you're wrong!"

Chu Feng didn't quite understand this kind of attachment to luck, so he dealt with it casually.

"Wrong? The old man's Xuanyuan Wangqi method is the only one in the family who has reached the realm of 'life is like weaving, and it should be a rock' in the past thousand years, and it will never be wrong!"

Li Luan blew his beard and glared, and became angry like never before.

"Really?"

Chu Feng smiled, knowing that luck was the pride and death of this person, so he deliberately stimulated: "But they are all my disciples!"

"This!

Li Luan blew his beard and glared, thinking that not long ago he had commented on Chu Feng's squandering luck, and the future was extinct, there was simply an illusion and pathos of cognitive collapse.

Is the world changing too fast, or is the old man really blind?

After half a ring, Li Lu'an, whose chest was rising and falling violently, spoke again, and his voice finally revealed a trace of respect: "You have a lot of talents, enough to suppress a faction of luck, and there is no reason for three thousand elite disciples to let it go!"

"Good!"

Chu Feng waved his big hand: "The Star Sword is back, Ye Yushi must be eager to reforge the Star Sword, even so, I will find the best candidate for him!"

Take out the token and summon Tianjiao.

A white-haired young man, who was only slightly older than Bu Jingyun, walked out of the light gate.

His eyes were sharp and clear, and at a young age, he was already full of energy, and the faint green crystal from his right arm made Li Luan feel a powerful sense of coercion from the heart.

"This man's luck ......"

Li Luan subconsciously used the Xuanyuan Wangqi method, and his body was shocked, obviously it was the body of a sword spirit, and his eyes were actually dripping with blood and tears.

At this moment, he finally lowered his arrogant head to the mysterious Chu Feng: "Lord, the old man is served!"