Chapter 878 The selection of generals is over

Hearing Chu Yan's words, Jian Chen's eyes shrank, and then his smile became more intense, and he nodded, and it turned out that he didn't take action against Ying Yuhua.

"You step back first." Chu Yan said to Ying Yuhua. Ying Yuhua still had a charming face, chuckled softly, and retreated into the distance.

At this time, there were only three people left in the central area on the selection stage. The audience couldn't help but become nervous, and everyone stared at these three people.

The selected generals of this term will be born among these three people. The most unbelievable thing is that Chu Yan is actually on top, a fourth-level saint. It can be said that it is a miracle to persist here.

"Little guy, I underestimated you." Kuang Dao stood aside and smiled at Chu Yan.

"Senior was joking, I just have better luck." Chu Yan still said calmly.

"This is not luck. I will come to watch every selection of generals. Although there have been some outstanding ones at the fourth level of saints, there has never been anyone better than you." Crazy Sword said lightly: "And even now, you You are still calm and confident in yourself, which proves that even in the past few battles, you were still able to do it with ease and did not use your full strength."

Chu Yan smiled and said nothing. He did not use all his strength, or at least he still had some trump cards.

"Let's begin, the last battle is here." Kuang Dao said seriously. He is the one who has been practicing the longest among the three. It has been hundreds of years. Therefore, he also showed a trace of seriousness.

Many years ago, he entered the Desolate Immortal Realm. With the help of the Holy Realm, he has been living in this world of cannibalism until now. It can be said that he is very cautious. As for coming to the general selection stage this time, he was forced to have no choice.

His own talent is no longer enough for him to make a breakthrough, but if he doesn't improve further, his end is coming, and he must rely on the Immortal Lord's reward to continue his life, so this battle is crucial to him , as long as you lose, even if you are not killed, you will die.

"Among the three people, only one will survive. It's better for two of us to fight first, and then we'll have a decisive battle with one left." Jian Chen said with a smile from the side.

Chu Yan and Kuang Dao glanced at him and sneered. At this time, it was obviously impossible for the two of them to fight again.

No one will do this. In this way, even if they win, it will consume a lot of money and give another person a chance.

"Since no one is taking action, let's have a melee." Jian Chen smiled casually, seeming to know that it was impossible for Chu Yan and Crazy Blade to fight first. With a wave of his wrist, he summoned a sword of silver light. The moment he held the sword, his temperament suddenly changed. He no longer had the lazy attitude before, but instead had the intention of killing everyone in the world with one man in hand.

"Buzz!" Suddenly, the sword energy around him surged wildly, turning into storms. His eyes first focused, and he looked at Chu Yan. He had known Kuang Dao for a long time, and although he had always been very polite towards this old guy, He is low-key, but being in the same situation as him still brings a bit of pressure to him.

But Chu Yan is different. Even now, he still despises Chu Yan. He is a fourth-level saint. Even if he can kill people across borders, it will still be crushed in his own sword.

"Boom!" The sword came out, dyeing the sky, and Jian Chen's body turned into streaks of thunder, which seemed to contain endless killing. Each sword light seemed like a white dragon, sweeping the world at an extremely fast speed. Then it came, causing a space around Chu Yan to be blocked by sword light.

Looking up at the sky shrouded in sword light, Chu Yan's eyes became serious. His footsteps kept missing, and phantoms kept flying out. In the blink of an eye, countless forms of him appeared in the sky and the earth. His true self also appeared with thunder. Traveling through time and space at such a speed, those sword lights pierced his body, but they did not hurt him at all.

"You are proud enough to have survived until now. Next, I will send you to death with my own hands." Jian Chen laughed wildly, and his sword slashed out very quickly. One after another sword light came overlapping, as if appearing in different places. Time and space give people a feeling of suffocation.

When everyone saw this, their hearts became anxious.

"Jian Chen's sword is so fast."

"How can Chu Yan block such a terrifying attack?"

However, facing the endless sword, Chu Yan's eyes were clear. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he looked at Jian Chen: "Are you from Sword God Mountain?"

Jian Chen's eyes narrowed and he stared at Chu Yan: "What do you mean?"

"I'm also good at some swordsmanship." Chu Yan chuckled softly and waved his hand. Above him, endless starlight intersected, as if coming from the nine heavens. In his palm, they turned into terrifying sword lights. Finally, he raised his hand and With one grasp, a quenched divine sword floated in the air, slashed out in the air, and killed with one sword. The swords from different time and space shattered Jian Chen's attacks.

Jian Chen's eyes condensed and he became serious, and then he quickly retreated and put some distance away from Chu Yan.

"Crazy Blade, this guy's power is not inferior to that of you and me, are you going to keep watching?" Jian Chen frowned and turned to look at Crazy Blade: "If you let him defeat me, you will be in danger. In the end, On this election stage, you and I will become the laughing stock of others.”

Crazy Blade frowned. He naturally saw that the two of them had collided just now. They were both weak, in fact, they were a bit stronger than him.

"Alas!" Crazy Blade sighed and turned to look at Chu Yan: "Little guy, you and I will fight first. If you win, give me a good time."

From these words, Chu Yan even heard some sadness, but he knew that this was the rule and no one could break it. He looked at Crazy Sword and nodded: "Okay!"

"Crazy Blood Knife Technique!" Kuang Dao raised his hand and took out a butcher's knife from his waist. This knife had killed countless people, and the blade had been completely infected with bright red.

When this knife came out, there was a constant sound of the North Sea, as if the ghost of the dead was roaring.

"Little guy, be careful." Kuang Dao reminded, Chu Yan nodded seriously, and moved his body, as if thunder and lightning were intertwined in his body.

Kuang Dao's knife was different from Jian Chen's sword. His knife was extremely domineering, even genuine. He cut one knife after another, without hiding or covering, and killed and fell.

Chu Yan stood in the blade, his body swaying, but those knives still couldn't hurt him.

"Alas!" A sigh suddenly came from the air. It was Kuang Dao's voice. After a short fight, he realized that he had no chance in this battle.

"Buzz!" When Chu Yan raised his hand, there was a time and space palm print in the void, which destroyed everything. With an invincible posture, he rushed to suppress Kuang Dao in the air.

"Bang!" Kuang Dao's body trembled slightly. Under the big palm print, he felt a confusion, as if he came from outside of time, which made his face change drastically. With a thud, he fell to the ground fiercely.

"I lost!" Kuang Dao sighed. Chu Yan did not attack again. He knew that even if he did not attack, Kuang Dao's fate was doomed.

"Buzz!" At this moment, a sword sound suddenly came from the sky, turning into a lightning dragon, suddenly coming and piercing Kuang Dao's back.

Seeing the sword light, Chu Yan's eyes shrank, and he looked at Jian Chen fiercely. Jian Chen was standing there, smiling: "One less, an old guy who is about to die, is still thinking about using the selection platform to prolong his life. He is simply looking for death."

"You!" Chu Yan clenched his fist slightly.

"Little guy, it's okay." But at this time, Kuang Dao was extremely calm. The corner of his mouth was bleeding, but he wiped it casually and looked at the sky: "It's been a hundred years! It's finally over."

"Little guy, I hope you can walk out of this dark world one day, and I will help you in the end!" Kuang Dao's voice was very calm, like a wise man. The next moment, a flame suddenly burned in his body, as if it was a sword soul.

The sword soul roared wildly, burning the sky. In the sky, it turned into an extremely huge blood sword and slashed at Jian Chen.

Feeling the sword's intention, Jian Chen's eyes shrank, and his body retreated quickly, staring at Kuang Dao: "You're dead, do you still want to drag me with you?"

"Come on!" Kuang Dao said softly. The emergence of the sword soul also made him lose the last bit of life.

"I won't die!" Jian Chen let out a low roar, his long gown fluttering, and an extremely terrifying sword energy rolled out of his body, stabbing at Ling Tian.

"Bang!" But the sword soul was extremely strong. It was the last blow after Kuang Dao's death. It contained hundreds of years of cultivation. Jian Chen became extremely ethereal under the sword shadow. Until the end, his facial features were even distorted and cut by the terrifying sword light.

"No!" At the moment of death, Jian Chen screamed. Under the sword soul, it seemed that there were tens of millions of dead souls, reaching out to drag Jian Chen into hell alive.

Chu Yan was watching from the side, shocked in his heart, Kuang Dao's all-out counterattack at the moment of death was so strong.

But he didn't say much, such an ending was not what he expected, but he had only one goal, which was to select the generals for the Immortal Lord, and now, he could be said to have succeeded.

On the selection stage, the flashes of swords and shadows finally turned into dust, leaving only Chu Yan standing there.

Countless people's hearts couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Finally, is it over?

Ying Yuhua was watching from the side, looking at the black-robed young man standing on the battle stage, smiling, so beautifully that even tears slid down her cheeks.