Chapter 874: The Girl Who Sticks to Her Heart [Three Updates]

"What are you doing?"

The sudden power descended, Chu Yan's eyes turned cold, and he looked at the sixth-level saint who made a move in the distance.

"It's Yan Feng." The people next to him frowned when they saw this person. Ying Yuhua was beside Chu Yan and whispered: "Little brother, this person is a demon who enjoys killing people. He captured many women before and burned them with fire. He watched from the side, but his combat power is very strong."

"Although the immortal can rise to prominence, it is simple. He doesn't even have this little awareness and doesn't deserve to live." Yan Feng smiled sarcastically.

At this time, Chu Yan looked at Yan Feng with a cold gaze, and said coldly: "You are right. If you don't even have this kind of awareness, you really don't deserve to live. I'm just curious. You are only a sixth-level saint. You may not be able to make it to the end on this battlefield. When you die, will you be as calm as you are now and have this kind of awareness!"

"I can do it." Yan Feng smiled arrogantly and raised his head and said: "And I don't think I will die here."

"Really? I remember this sentence." Chu Yan nodded and said nothing more. The battlefield continued, but at this time, people with high realms almost didn't take action.

Jian Chen and others have high realms and strong strengths. As long as they don't challenge each other, no one will fight unless they want to die.

And the top group of strong people will not take risks easily. After all, those who have persisted to this point and are still on the battlefield are not mediocre, and they all have certain strengths. If you stand out, you will die.

But Chu Yan is different. He is one of the few fourth-level saints on the battlefield. Even if he does not take action, he will be actively selected.

This is where the realm is at a disadvantage.

"Come out and fight!" At this time, a fifth-level saint came out. The magic weapon he used was a sea fork, and turbid liquid flowed around his body.

"It's Wang Hun." Ying Yuhua said in a voice transmission: "He is a subordinate of the first fairy in the Ten Thousand Evil Domain. He is very talented and good at the way of turbid water, which makes people sink. He has strong combat power."

Chu Yan glanced at the other party and shook his head secretly: "Low realm, it is indeed easy to be targeted."

He didn't care about this point, because if it were him, in this kind of life and death battle, he would definitely choose a more reliable opponent, and people who are lower than himself would naturally be the best choice.

"You are not my opponent. Although you will die sooner or later with your realm, go find someone else, at least you can live a little longer." Chu Yan did not fight directly, and said calmly.

Hearing his words, the people around him were stunned, and then someone laughed out loud.

"This is too funny." Yan Feng laughed at the side: "Wang Hun, you are despised by a small figure of the fourth level of the sage."

Wang Hun's face also darkened, and he snorted coldly, then he stepped out directly, controlling the chaotic liquid with both hands, like waves, layer by layer, and blasted towards Chu Yan.

However, facing that power, Chu Yan sighed, and he stepped lightly, and in an instant, endless afterimages appeared around him, filling the sky and the void, as if they were all him.

"The way of the villain!" Wang Hun saw the endless phantoms, but didn't care. He punched out, and endless water droplets condensed into blades in the air, and slashed violently. On the sky, there was a wild tremor of dong dong dong, and it was shot towards the endless clones, but a shocking scene appeared. Those water blades that pierced Chu Yan's clones disappeared. On those clones, there seemed to be space vortexes, swallowing everything, and any collision of power would disappear.

At this time, Chu Yan stepped out. Each step seemed very slow, but it was breathtaking. He seemed to be teleporting, moving one by one. There was even a stage where he was standing in the wave power released by Wang Hun, but those powers could not touch him at all. He seemed to not exist at all, but he was real in everyone's eyes.

"Extreme speed?" In the distant building, a fairy frowned.

"What's going on? Why won't he be attacked?" The people under the stage were even more shocked.

"He is very fast, even beyond the constraints of time. Although it seems that Wang Hun attacked first and this person moved later, it is not the case. This person caught up with the time when Wang Hun attacked with speed. What we see now are completely two spaces. This person is moving in a space before Wang Hun attacked."

"Surpass time? Can it really be done?" On the stage, countless people's hearts trembled. Although they have heard that people who practice extraordinary cultivation may transcend the way of space and time, does this really exist?

"When the speed reaches the limit, it is possible to catch up with time in a short period of time." Someone said.

Seeing Chu Yan coming in the void, Wang Hun's face turned very ugly. His whole body was condensed into armor by the chaotic water. He wanted to punch out, but it still missed.

However, at this time, Chu Yan had already arrived in front of Wang Hun. He raised his hand and summoned a violent storm. A handprint blasted out, forming a series of terrible curses in the void.

Under the palm print, Wang Hun let out a low roar, trying to resist and condense a very strong water shield, but the next moment, he was stunned and full of fear. Chu Yan's palm print directly passed through his water shield without any obstruction. With a bang, the palm print hit him, causing him to spit out blood and fly a hundred meters away.

"What happened just now?"

"He chased after time. During that period of time, Wang Hun did not condense the water shield, so his attack was directly on Wang Hun, the Wang Hun before time." Someone sighed, including Yan Feng in the distance, who looked at Chu Yan again at this moment, and also revealed a bit of strangeness.

"I told you, if you don't challenge me, you can live for a while longer." Chu Yan's figure slowly condensed at this time, and he was not pursuing. However, Wang Hun's result was self-evident. He was seriously injured. In this battle of life and death, the others will not let him go.

"I'm not willing to give in!" Soon, Wang Hun's body was buried and he let out his last roar before his death.

Many people on the battlefield looked strange, but Chu Yan didn't take everything seriously. He slowly landed on the ground, still wearing the hat, and acted very relaxed.

"Something capable." Kuang Dao glanced at Chu Yan and grinned.

"Senior, it's just a joke, it's just a small talk."

"He Lai Xiaoxiao, in this world, any skill that has been cultivated to the extreme is the strongest. As long as your fighting power is strong enough, then your way is the orthodox way." Kuang Dao said with a smile, Chu Yan's eyes were calm.

"You shouldn't have come." Kuang Dao said again. Chu Yan was slightly surprised and looked at him. He continued: "I have offended too many enemies and will die in the outside world. I have been practicing for too many years and my end is coming soon. , This battle is my only chance, so I give it a try, but you are still young and can enter the immortal position without taking this path. When the time comes, you can also join the Immortal Lord's sect. "

"Is this a kind of training?" Chu Yan said calmly, and Kuang Dao shook his head: "The price is indeed a bit high."

After this battle, no one provoked Chu Yan in a short period of time. Ying Yuhua fought several times in a row. Surprisingly, she was also very powerful. She was a level 6 saint and was good at the art of flower language. In a flash, Flowers bloom, in one thought, wither, very strong.

"Can you not follow me?" Ying Yuhua returned to Chu Yan after the battle, making Chu Yan frown and express confusion.

"Who told you to be handsome?" Ying Yuhua smiled sweetly, while Chu Yan looked dark and shook his head helplessly.

"I won't argue with you." Ying Yuhua suddenly said again. Chu Yan looked at her and saw that there was some self-deprecation and helplessness on Ying Yuhua's beautiful face at this time: "I am different from them. Many of them People made enemies outside and were forced to flee to this desolate fairyland, but I was born here. My parents were once great emperors in the fairyland, but they were betrayed by their subordinates. I had no choice but to I can escape here, but here it is the same. The people here are all evil. Although I have never seen the outside world, I believe that there will be justice in this world. I can neither leave it nor never leave it. If you are not willing to perish, then die here.”

Chu Yan was shocked in his heart. Although the woman in front of him had frivolous words, she actually had a unique perseverance in her heart. It was no wonder that she could bloom that beautiful flower.

"What does that have to do with me?" Chu Yan said calmly.

"I don't know, but from you, I feel an aura that is incompatible with the Desolate Immortal Realm. The feeling around you is as if I have left the Desolate Immortal Realm, this sinful place." Ying Yuhua stupidly said He smiled and said, "Let's all realize our dreams before we die."

Chu Yan sighed, the hatred of the previous generation had to be borne by the girl in front of him, but he didn't say much and just nodded.

Soon, there were only less than a hundred people left on the battlefield. Those who were still standing on the stage at this time were all extraordinary and fourth-level saints. There were only two people left, one of whom was a man with tied hair in the distance. As a young man, he is good at marksmanship. He once challenged a level six saint and his combat power was extraordinary, so he has retained it to this day.

There is another person, Chu Yan.

"There are only a hundred people left."

At this time, Jian Chen spoke lazily and looked around: "You guys, let's fight quickly. I will take action on the last person left."

"That's so crazy!" Someone looked at Jian Chen and whispered in his heart, but he had to admit that Jian Chen did have the capital to be arrogant.

That killing swordsmanship still makes people frightened to this day.

"You two, let's fight to the death. The one who survives will challenge the others." At this time, Yan Feng in the distance spoke domineeringly, like an order.

Chu Yan and the remaining young man with tied hair frowned. The young man looked up at Yan Feng first and said unhappily: "Why the two of us?"

"Level 4 saint, do you think you can still make it to the end? Living till now is a gift to us. Otherwise, if we high-level people want to clear the field, you will die at the beginning. Now let you fight , How dare you question it?" Yan Feng immediately scolded, and with a bang, his whole body burned with fierce fire dragons.

The young man's face darkened, feeling the fierce flames, and he snorted coldly: "Relying on your old age and selling your old age, in this case, I will challenge you Yan Feng to see if you are of a low level and are not worthy of staying here."