"Chen Feng, as your former senior brother, I'll give you a happy death today!"

Yang Yi spoke lightly, and with a slight stroke of his right hand, the void around Chen Feng suddenly froze.

And above Chen Feng's head, countless starlight condensed, turning into a huge starlight sword shadow like a dragon.

The shadow of the sword was so large that it stretched across the starry sky, as if it had divided the entire starry sky into two halves.

"Chen Feng ......"

Seeing this scene, the black gauze woman on Luo Yan Whale, Shi Jian and many martial artists of the Holy Cloud Continent all involuntarily shouted out Chen Feng's name.

"Save him!"

The black gauze woman's beautiful eyes showed a resolute look, and she was planning to pinch the trick and control Luo Yanjing to return to save Chen Feng.

However, her behavior was immediately intercepted by the First Holy Spirit not far away.

"What are you doing?" the woman in black veil looked coldly at the First Holy Spirit.

The First Holy Spirit looked indifferent, and with a wave of his robe, all the people of the Wind God Temple in the Holy Demon Secret Realm were released by him one after another, looking around with a confused face.

"Your strength is too weak, it is impossible to be that Yang Yi's opponent, take care of these Wind God Temples, otherwise Chen Feng's sacrifice will be in vain. ”

After speaking, the First Holy Spirit took the Holy Demon Secret Realm and swept out violently, heading in the direction where Chen Feng was.

The black gauze woman's beautiful eyes stared at the departing first mountain god in a daze, and fell into a state of distraction, and finally she silently put down the hands that were holding the seal.

"Chen Feng ......"

The beautiful eyes of the black gauze woman raised slightly, staring at the figure in the distance, slowly falling in the starry sky, and her heart suddenly felt a little painful.

She had tried hard enough, but in the end, she couldn't help Chen Feng, and she suddenly felt that she was a failure.

"Chen Feng ......"

Long Xiaotian and Ling Mengxue raised their heads suddenly, and also stared at the figure that fell on the starry sky.

"Lord Chen Feng......"

Not only Long Xiaotian and Ling Mengxue, but also the Wind God Temple clansmen raised their heads one after another, the confusion in their eyes was gone, but they were full of worry.

The brilliant starlight sword shadow, although beautiful, but its power is extremely terrifying, even if you look at it from a distance, you can clearly feel how terrifying this sword shadow is.

Chen Feng quietly stared at the falling knife shadow, at this moment, he seemed extremely calm, calm and terrifying.

I saw him slowly grasp the hilt of the sword, and he planned to draw the sixth sword.

Although the sword cost his life, he had no choice.

Death was imminent, but the closer he was to death, the calmer Chen Feng became.

It's just that his only regret is indeed Mu Wanqing.

"Wanqing, if I lose this battle, I will die, and when I die, I will be reborn in the Spirit Ring, where we will live forever together. ”

Muttering in a low voice, Chen Feng slowly pulled out the sixth sword.

As soon as this sword came out, a fierce and unyielding terrifying sword aura rose into the sky.

This sword qi became more and more terrifying, and the cylinder formed by the sword qi pierced the sky, as if it had pierced through this piece of sky.

"Anyway, I'm going to die, this sword is for you, Yang Yi!"

Chen Feng suddenly turned his head, looked at Yang Yi behind the sword shadow, and pulled out the sixth sword suddenly.

The originally surging and terrifying sword qi suddenly stagnated, and then began to shrink continuously.

This sword qi condensed into an insignificant point, which was even several times smaller than a fingernail.

Sou!

The point of condensation of this sword qi was extremely fast, and it rushed out of the range of the sword shadow and swept in front of Yang Yi.

Yang Yi obviously also felt the threat of the point of sword qi, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he involuntarily took a few steps back, and then stretched out his right hand forward, and independent voids appeared in front of him, forming thick void walls.

Bang bang bang!

It's a pity that under the bombardment of that point of sword qi, the huge void walls were shattered and broken through by this point.

After all the void walls were shattered, Yang Yi's eyes were calm, and with a swipe of his right hand, a void cracked beside him, and he stepped into the void rift, ready to dodge this point of sword qi.

It's a pity that this point of sword qi is not simple, at the moment when the void cracks, the point of sword qi bursts open, and countless sword qi overflows, turning into a huge blurred figure.

This figure was tens of thousands of feet in size, holding an ordinary iron sword, dancing slowly.

And just dancing like this, the cracked void completely collapsed, and Yang Yi's eyes were gloomy and forced out of the void.

Sou!

At the moment when Yang Yi was forced out, the vague figure trembled, and the iron sword in his right hand suddenly slashed down, and its speed was beyond Yang Yi's expectations......

The sixth sword is the ultimate sword of the blood-spattered five-step sword, and it is also a decisive sword that gambles on your life.

At the beginning, Zhan Bi, who had cultivated in the half-step Divine Venerable Realm, swung the sixth sword at the cost of his life, and even injured the Heavenly God who was a big realm behind him.

This sword was enough to strangle any martial artist below the Divine Venerable Realm, and the moment Chen Feng swung the sixth sword, he even blessed the dual Dao intent on the sixth sword.

The sixth sword swung by Chen Feng was much more powerful than Zhan Bi back then, and once this sword came out, it could kill the early stage of the fetal god transformation.

Although Yang Yi's surface strength was a half-step Divine Venerable Realm, Chen Feng had a wonderful feeling, this Yang Yi's speed was mysterious and elusive, and he had never shown true strength.

He guessed that this Yang Yi's real strength should be the Fetal God Transformation, and his strength was even higher than that of the Devouring Lord and the Heavenly God.

Therefore, at the moment when Yang Yi made a move, he did not hesitate to use the sixth sword with five steps of blood spattered.

The blurred figure opened a pair of blurry eyes, he stared coldly at Yang Yi below, and an unimaginable coercion emerged from these blurred eyes, crushing Yang Yi layer upon layer.

Sonor!

The iron sword phantom in the hand of the blurred figure slashed at Yang Yi's head.

When this sword is cut down, Yang Yi's head will inevitably fall to the ground, and his body will be in a different place.

Not far away, in the independent void, countless black mist continued to condense into the figure of the Devourer.

At this moment, the Devourer also noticed the phantom of the iron sword cut down by the blurred figure, and his face was as pale as snow.

The power revealed on this iron sword phantom was so terrifying that he didn't even dare to take the initiative to face this iron sword phantom.

He knew very well that if he faced this iron sword phantom, he would definitely die.

"How can this kid have such strong hole cards?"

The devouring lord looked at Chen Feng not far away with palpitations, his eyes full of jealousy.

Even though Chen Feng is in a very poor state now, his whole body is covered with countless cracks, and streams of blood mist gush out of his body, and his vitality is constantly passing with time.

But the Devouring Lord still didn't dare to have any contempt for this son, this blood-spattered five-step sixth sword alone could completely annihilate him, if Chen Feng used this sword just now, he would definitely die.

"I wonder if Yang Yi can take this sword?"

The Devouring Lord's gaze fell on Yang Yi, who was forced out of the void passage by the powerful sword intent, and muttered in a low voice.

Yang Yi's eyes were gloomy, he looked up at the falling iron sword phantom, and snorted coldly: "It's really a troublesome guy, you actually want to pull me into the water desperately?"

As he spoke, Yang Yi's right hand formed a sword finger and drew a circle in a clockwise direction in front of him, and then the circle void drawn by Yang Yi suddenly collapsed, and the terrifying void power continued to reorganize, forming a huge black halberd several zhang.

"Halberd crack!"

Yang Yi's eyes were cold, and the black halberd was thrown violently, and where the death passed, the surrounding void burst open as if it had been squeezed.

And the void through which the black halberd passed through formed a huge void ravine, and its power shocked the eyeballs.

Bang!

The black halberd was indeed terrifying, but the blurred figure still had a cold gaze, and the iron sword phantom stood unceremoniously on top of the black halberd.

Subsequently, the black halberd with a rainbow momentum was split into countless black powders by the iron sword phantom sword.

However, the fuzzy figure was also under this terrifying impact, and its body shook violently, and Chen Feng could clearly see that the fuzzy figure had become extremely dim under the impact.

Obviously, in this collision, although the blurred figure has the upper hand, it has also paid a considerable price.

But Chen Feng couldn't control all of this anymore, and now he had a cracked area of ninety percent of his body, like a humanoid ceramic that was about to be broken.

And the power of Cangjie that remained in Chen Feng's body completely disappeared, and Chen Feng's life gradually passed with the disappearance of Cangjie's power.