Chapter 877 The Final Battle [Three Updates]

On the general selection stage, the sword of the Peerless Sword Sect did not take action in the end.

"That's it?" Chu Yan looked at him and smiled sarcastically. The peerless swordsman clenched his fist, his eyes full of anger.

Immediately, Chu Yan said nothing and looked away from him, but he did not step back again, but raised his eyes to look at another person.

"Don't you always want to kill me? What are you doing there?" Chu Yan said calmly, his eyes flashed coldly: "Get out!"

After hearing this, Yan Feng's eyes narrowed, and then he taunted with a huge smile: "You want to challenge me?"

Chu Yan didn't waste any time. He took big steps and stepped down directly. Under his feet, there were strong blue lines of time floating in the air. Under those time lines, they seemed to have the charm of fire patterns, but they were also There are some differences.

"It seems that killing that human beast gave me a lot of confidence." Yan Feng raised his head and stood up as well, with flames burning all over his body, filled with terrifying self-confidence.

As if Chu Yan didn't hear his words, the time sword formations shot out one after another with his footsteps. The sky was incomparably gorgeous. He killed each step, time and space were confused. His figure turned into thousands of figures, rushing toward Yan Feng crazily. The flames all disappeared.

Withstanding the power, Yan Feng's eyes were shocked. He raised his hands, and fire dragons flew out wildly, roaring, but Chu Yan seemed to ignore it and passed through. Dressed in black, he descended on Yan like a ghost. In front of Feng, his eyes were so indifferent, and as he raised his hand, an infinite sword array came down.

"No!" In the sword formation, Yan Feng felt a strong desire to die. He didn't believe it, and struggled desperately. His skin was burning like a flaming man, but it was still useless. The sword formation was like invincible, killing everything. , destroying everything, the sound of "dong dong dong" exploded, Yan Feng's skin shattered inch by inch, and the flames were extinguished.

"Don't kill me!" At this moment, Yan Feng was really scared. Looking at the approaching sword light, he couldn't help but tremble.

Hearing this, Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became more sarcastic: "So, you are also afraid of death."

"Boom!" With a palm strike, Yan Feng's eyes widened. At the moment of his death, he was filled with disbelief and unwillingness. He originally thought that this time the Immortal Lord selected a general, he could rise to the top, but he did not expect that, In the end, he lost to Chu Yan, who was two realms below him.

Yan Feng died, and everyone was speechless. If the lion-faced martial artist was shocked in the battle, then Chu Yan's performance in this battle was amazing.

The peerless sword sect's Jianzi's heart sank even more. Ying Yuhua's beautiful eyes in the distance couldn't help but blink. She suddenly remembered that Chu Yan told her before that the person you saved was him. Now it seems that he is.

After destroying Yan Feng, Chu Yan descended and looked around. Everyone he glanced at frowned, but he did not challenge anyone again and said calmly: "If anyone else thinks that my level is low, no matter what. When it’s time to appear on this stage, stand up and I can ask him for advice personally.”

After saying that, he turned around and retreated, killing Yan Feng, firstly to establish his authority, and secondly because he had a grudge. As for the rest, if they didn't challenge him, he naturally didn't want to waste his energy and do useless things.

Now there are not many people left on the battlefield. Except for Chu Yan, they are all the best in the sixth level of saints. However, in the previous two battles, no one continued to challenge Chu Yan for a while.

As a result, the battlefield at this time was in a deadlock.

"There is no need to waste time." At this time, Jian Shenshan and Jian Chen spoke indifferently and looked around: "All of you, let's fight together. The remaining one will participate in the final battle of the superior saints."

Hearing Jian Chen's words, the sixth-level saint's face darkened, but he had no words to refute.

Their realm is not low, but Jian Chen is higher.

Crazy Blade watched from the side and did not refute. He was just like Jian Chen, a superior saint.

"Let's fight." At this moment, someone took a step forward. It was not an option to freeze like this. The Immortal Lord was still watching from above.

Someone spoke, and a battle at the sixth level of the saint immediately broke out. The melee was still full of various sieges and sneak attacks.

At this point, many people even choose to join forces, kill the enemy first, and finally compete.

Among them, the more powerful ones are Jianzi from the Peerless Sword Sect and another evil cultivator with flying long hair. This person seems to practice illusions, killing people invisible and making people sink.

The power of the two men was almost invincible, sweeping the battlefield.

On the other side, Chu Yan and Ying Yuhua have been together. With Ying Yuhua taking action, he feels much more relaxed. Occasionally when someone joins forces with the opponent, he will release some space-time swordsmanship, staggering in the air, and knocking people away.

In the blink of an eye, there were only six people left on the sword platform.

They are: Jian Chen, Crazy Sword, Xie Xiu, Chu Yan, Ying Yuhua, and Peerless Sword Sect Jianzi.

"Those who can persist until this point are all very strong. It's a pity that only one person can survive." Kuang Dao chuckled softly: "The final battle is here."

"How to fight?"

"You four, let's fight first." Jian Chen crossed his arms with a sword on his chest and said arrogantly.

"Why?" The peerless sword sect's Jianzi was a little dissatisfied, but the next moment, Jian Chen glanced at him, as if a sword light passed by, the peerless sword sect's Jianzi's heart sank, and he took a step back.

"Do you have any other opinions?" Jian Chen asked. The peerless sword sect's Jianzi clenched his fist, snorted coldly, and finally said nothing, turning to look at Chu Yan.

"Join forces?" Immediately, Jianzi, the peerless sword sect, looked at the evil cultivator.

The evil cultivator narrowed his eyes slightly. In the current situation, if Jian Chen and He Kuang Dao did not participate in the battle, among the four of them, Chu Yan and Ying Yuhua would definitely be together. If he did not join forces with Jian Zi of the Peerless Sword Sect, the other party would join forces to deal with him after killing Jian Zi of the Peerless Sword Sect, so he nodded: "Okay!"

"Go ahead, you hold him back, I'll go kill that woman!" Jian Zi of the Peerless Sword Sect shouted, holding the sword out, his swordsmanship was also very strong, and the sword lights intertwined and immediately slashed towards Ying Yuhua.

After the previous battle, they already understood that Chu Yan was a greater threat than Ying Yuhua, so they had to deal with Ying Yuhua first, and then the two could fully join forces to target Chu Yan.

The evil cultivator's eyes turned cold, Jian Zi of the Peerless Sword Sect was cunning enough, but he didn't waste words, looking at Chu Yan, his eyes bloomed with a demonic light, Chu Yan only felt that the world around him had changed, making him fall into an independent world, here is an abyss, and the sky is full of these terrible ghost hands.

"Fall!" the evil cultivator said, his voice seemed to have a hint of demonic nature.

Chu Yan stood there, never moving, his eyes wandering.

The evil cultivator showed a hint of pride, and walked towards Chu Yan: "Your combat power is good, but no matter how fast you are, how can you escape my illusion? Go to hell."

The evil cultivator stretched out his arm, turned into a ghost claw, and grabbed Chu Yan's chest, but then, a hand stretched out and grabbed his wrist, causing the evil cultivator to stare at Chu Yan in disbelief: "Shouldn't you be in my illusion? How is it possible?"

"Indeed, but your illusion is too low-level." Chu Yan smiled calmly, and then he raised his hand, and the world changed. The evil cultivator's face became extremely terrified. He found that he was pulled into a chaotic world of time and space. Chu Yan was right in front of him, but he couldn't move.

"Asshole!" The evil cultivator growled, but then he suddenly laughed: "You have also entered the illusion, so how can you kill me in the illusion?"

"Who said this is an illusion?" Chu Yan laughed sarcastically. The mirror world can kill people. He raised his hand and stabbed a sword through the evil cultivator's chest. The evil cultivator widened his eyes. When he came back to his senses, he had returned to the selection platform. He lowered his head and the sword was stuck in his chest. He vomited blood.

"This... How is this possible?" The evil cultivator trembled.

Chu Yan ignored him, but just lowered his head and looked at his hands. At this time, his palms were covered with sweat and trembled slightly uncontrollably: "Without the support of my soul, releasing the mirror world is indeed too consuming."

Nine Heavens Mysterious Law, the true self returns to one, and the mind is connected.

But it is only limited to the soul. Now this body is reshaped. Although it has the same thoughts as Chu Yan, the soul and blood are completely different, so releasing the original body's magical powers still makes him bear a huge price.

At this moment, the swordsman of the peerless sword sect was approaching Yingyuhua in the distance. Countless vines bloomed and rushed out, but they were all cut off by the sword light.

Seeing the sword light coming down, the swordsman of the peerless sword sect raised his mouth: "Go to hell!"

"Buzz!" However, at this time, the space was in chaos. Chu Yan was walking on the road of time and space. At that moment, it seemed that countless stars were flashing, descending, and condensed into him. He stood there, raised his hand, and a sword shadow of time rose up from the sky, and the rows of stars seemed to fall.

"No!" The swordsman of the peerless sword sect had cold eyes and continued to retreat, but it was too late. The sword of time and space was faster than him and pierced him directly, causing him to spit out blood. He looked at Chu Yan in disbelief, as if he wanted to speak, but he couldn't.

Everyone in the audience was speechless when they saw this scene.

"Top three." The immortal who recommended Chu Yan before laughed softly.

At this time, there were only four people on the battle stage. Ying Yuhua could be ignored, so there were three people.

"It surprised me that the one who stayed on the stage like our two upper-class saints was actually a fourth-level saint." Jian Chen looked at Chu Yan coldly and smiled.

"Let's start." Chu Yan said calmly.

"Wait." Jian Chen suddenly spoke, and then his eyes turned and fell on Ying Yuhua: "It seems that there is an extra person."

Chu Yan's eyes shrank, and his figure flashed, blocking Ying Yuhua, and said lightly: "Her combat power can't threaten any of the three of us. She is a woman, why bother? If any of us wins, it won't be too late for her to be stupid."

"It's ridiculous. She should have died a long time ago. She has lived longer now." Jian Chen said disdainfully, but suddenly paused: "Of course, if you want to protect her, you can, but next, I will attack her. Are you sure you can protect her?"

"You can try." Chu Yan was not humble, raised his head and looked at Jian Chen, and when their eyes met, it seemed that sparks collided.