Chapter Two Thousand and Eighty-Eight: Kill Yang Yi

Poof!

Yang Yi spat out a mouthful of blood violently, his expression was extremely depressed, and then he whispered to himself with gloomy eyes: "I still underestimated this son's sixth sword, but I didn't expect the power of this son's sixth sword to reach such an extent." ”

"If you can seriously injure me, this son will die without regrets. ”

Poof!

However, before Yang Yi finished speaking, an iron sword slashed through his waist, and then Yang Yi was directly cut off by his waist.

"You ......"

Yang Yi looked at the lower half of his body that had been cut off and separated, his gaze shrunk to a point, and then he saw Chen Feng behind him with an indifferent gaze.

"I'm surprised I'm not dead, am I?"

Chen Feng looked indifferently at Yang Yi, who was cut in half, his gaze was very cold.

This battle was too tragic, he had lost too many things, Cangjie, Fuxi, Dongfang, Nangong, Beichen, Ximen, and even the Black Dragon and the inheritance of the once strong sacrificed themselves in order to be able to bear the price of the sixth sword.

At this moment, Chen Feng was full of monstrous killing intent towards Yang Yi, and he couldn't wait to cramp and peel off his bones.

Yang Yi's face was gloomy, although his body was cut in half, he was still very calm, I saw him pinch his hands, and then a powerful void power poured out of his body, and his speed increased instantly, wanting to escape from here with this upper body.

It's a pity that Yang Yi didn't escape for long, but he was blocked by a powerful invisible ripple, which turned into a ring, encircling Yang Yi in a range of tens of zhang.

"The Power ...... of Dual Enlightenment"

Yang Yi's face changed slightly, and he immediately turned to look at Chen Feng, who was walking slowly.

The sixth sword completely hit him hard, and his strength was not one out of ten, and he was cut off by Chen Feng's sword again, and his strength was greatly damaged again, and now he only had his upper body left, and his state was extremely poor.

What made him even more incredible was that Chen Feng used the sixth sword, but he was unharmed, which really made him unbelievable.

Sou!

Chen Feng didn't pay attention to Yang Yi's shock at all, and with a wave of the iron sword in his right hand, he slashed out a sword mark again, and Yang Yi's only remaining right arm was cut off by him.

The arm flew up, and Chen Feng deliberately controlled the iron sword, making Yang Yi feel the actual pain.

Sure enough, his right arm was cut off, Yang Yi's face was pale, and the muscles of his face were distorted.

Originally, with his strength, it was easy to shield the pain sense, but Chen Feng used the power of Dao Yi to invade Yang Yi's pain nerves, making Yang Yi's pain many times more sensitive than ordinary people.

"This sword was returned for Cangjie. ”

Chen Feng's eyes were as cold as a demon, and he pulled out a sword again, this sword he controlled the power, and cut a layer of flesh at the wound on Yang Yi's upper body, blood splashed, and Yang Yi snorted in pain, almost screaming out.

"This sword was returned for Fuxi's predecessors. ”

......

"This sword is for the black dragon. ”

Chen Feng's eyes turned red, and he slashed out with a sword, but each sword was precisely controlled by him, which could not only achieve the greatest pain, but also not make Yang Yi fall because of it.

At this moment, Yang Yi was almost so angry that he vomited blood, Chen Feng deliberately did not let him die happily, but tortured him to death.

Even Yang Yi heard that Chen Feng also slashed a sword on him for the devouring lord and the two of them, which made Yang Yi almost faint, but when Chen Feng was about to faint, another sword was slashed, which made him wake up immediately in pain.

Chen Feng slowly put away his sword and stood up, he quietly looked at Yang Yi in front of him, only to see that Yang Yi's upper body had almost no flesh, all of which had been cut by Chen Feng, leaving only a blood-red skeleton.

The only intact one should be Yang Yi's head.

"Chen Feng, you are so bold, you dare to make me so embarrassed!"

Yang Yi's eyes were extremely gloomy, and he said coldly to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng stared at Yang Yi's head, but he was a little surprised in his heart, it was clear that Yang Yi was at the end of his rope, why didn't he see any panic on his face?

"Death is on the verge of death, how can you still be so rampant? This last sword is made for me, you have deceived me for too long and too long, as early as when I met you, I am afraid that I have already encountered your calculations, right?"

"Today, I will wipe out all your calculations, and I will wipe them out completely. ”

As he spoke, Chen Feng turned his wrist, and the iron sword was like a fan, spinning violently, and then he saw his right hand in front of Yang Yi's head.

Poof!

Yang Yi's head was directly cut in half by him, but Chen Feng's eyes were solemn and found that Yang Yi's gaze, which was cut in half by him, looked extremely calm, and even a little indifferent and terrifying.

Bang!

Yang Yi's head exploded suddenly, and a terrifying aura escaped, Chen Feng couldn't help but retreat again and again, his eyes gloomily stared at Yang Yi's head that exploded automatically.

For some reason, after killing Yang Yi, he didn't feel any sense of relief, but felt heavy, and even a trace of inexplicable crisis rose in his mind.

"It's dead, Yang Yi is dead!"

In the distance, Nangong Snow Kite and Shi Jian on Luo Yan Whale exhaled in unison, and their hearts were full of joy.

The pressure on Yang Yi on everyone is too great, so big that it is like pressing a mountain in everyone's hearts, with Yang Yi existing, everyone does not dare to come out at all.

"The Devourer and Yang Yi are dead, and we are saved......"

In the world inside Luo Yan Whale, countless warriors cheered and jumped for joy, and they all shouted Chen Feng's name and praised Chen Feng's great achievements.

Especially the Wind God Temple clan in the world, all of them raised their heads and chests, and their eyes showed extreme fanaticism and worship, because this one who saved the Holy Cloud Continent was the hero of their Wind God Temple, and his name was Chen Feng.

In the Wind God Temple, Wu Zongxing and Jian Mu came side by side, and the two had been existing in the Holy Demon Secret Realm before.

Later, the Holy Demon Heavenly Venerable fused into Chen Feng's sea of knowledge, and after helping Chen Feng advance to the Divine Venerable Realm, he was teleported into the world of Luo Yan Whale by Chen Feng through the gate of reincarnation.

"It is worthy of Lord Chen Feng, he has supported the entire Holy Cloud Continent with the strength of one person, he is the hero of the entire continent. Wu Zongxing trembled with excitement.

Jian Mu was lost and depressed, and after he woke up, he learned that Mu Wanqing was seriously injured and did not wake up, as if he had lost his soul, and he was insensitive.

"I'm thinking too much!"

Chen Feng shook his head, and immediately remembered the sacrifice of the black dragon, and his heart was full of bitterness.

Although Yang Yi died, the deceased was gone, and he did not have the slightest joy of victory at all.

At the same time, Chen Feng looked around, trying to search for traces of the larval devour, but his face changed slightly and found that the larval devouring did not know when, and there was no trace.

This larval devourer actually took advantage of the time when he was fighting with Yang Yi to escape from this place, obviously this larval devouring also noticed Chen Feng's bad mess in advance, and actually slipped away.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Chen Feng's brows frowned slightly, and he sensed two extremely terrifying auras, which were rapidly approaching this side.

After feeling these two breaths, Chen Feng's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his whole body trembled, and he found that these two breaths were too terrifying and powerful.

"It's so strong, it's much stronger than that Yang Yi......"

Chen Feng's face was pale, his sea of consciousness had transformed into a divine soul, and with the blessing of the power of the origin of the primordial talisman, his divine sense was far more powerful than that of the ordinary fetal god transformation, so he sensed the approach of those two powerful breaths for the first time.

At this moment, Chen Feng was really panicked, even if he had the sixth sword with five steps of blood splashing, he still didn't have any chance of winning, he felt the difference between him and these two breaths, no matter how he struggled, he had to drink hatred under these two breaths.

"It's coming!"

Chen Feng trembled, and then his gaze fell on the starry sky in the extreme distance, where two figures in long robes stepped step by step.

Although it seems to be a leisurely walk, each step can cross hundreds of millions of distances, this kind of footwork Chen Feng has never seen before, but he guessed the name of this kind of footwork.

"Shrinking the land into inches ......"

In Chen Feng's mind, he suddenly thought of such powerful supernatural powers that he had only heard of in rumors.