Chapter Two Thousand and Ninety: The Seventh Sword

Even the Taoist who has always been calm, his eyes showed a fiery color.

"In your eyes, the creatures in the Holy Cloud Continent are all ants, but in my eyes, the Holy Cloud Continent is my hometown, and the creatures in it are from the same origin as me, including my family, friends, brothers, ......."

"Although the ants are small, they can bite you back, and the end is just a death!"

Chen Feng's gaze was as plain as water, and the triple Dao intent suddenly burst out, and the ripple power around him suddenly increased countless times, and the terrifying squeezing power released by the Emperor Shakti suddenly disappeared.

Bang bang!

At this moment, Chen Feng swung out five swords in a row, and the five sword lights were infinitely magnified at this moment, and each sword light was like a touch of the sun rising.

Emperor Shakti's eyes narrowed slightly, although he was a little surprised that Chen Feng suddenly broke through the Triple Dao Intent, he still didn't care much, and with a wave of his right hand, he wiped out the five sword lights.

"The Sixth Sword ......"

Chen Feng pulled out a sword again, and the sword light of the sixth sword formed a crescent-shaped sword light that was even more dazzling than the sun, cutting through the starry sky and covering the countless stars in the starry sky.

Emperor Shakti's gaze was a little solemn, and with a pinch of his right hand, he directly grabbed the crescent-shaped sword light.

Bang!

But this sword light was not simple, although Emperor Shakti grabbed the sword light, his palm was also cut with a rather large wound.

"Did you hurt me?"

Emperor Shakti stared at his palm in a daze, obviously not expecting that the ant-like existence would actually be able to hurt him, but soon, he showed a violent expression.

However, at the moment when Emperor Shakti was stunned, Chen Feng struggled to put the iron sword into the scabbard.

The moment the sixth sword was swung, the side effects on his body had already been revealed, his body was collapsing, countless cracks appeared, and the meridians in his body were even more blocked.

"You can still make a seventh sword, right?"

Chen Feng's left hand gently pinched the blood-spattered five-step old scabbard, Zhan Bi back then only came out of the sixth sword, but the seventh sword never came out of the sheath.

Because the sixth sword is already a sword at the cost of life, all the masters who have used the sixth sword are dead, and no one has ever pulled out the seventh sword.

But Chen Feng could truly feel that the seventh sword in the five steps of blood spattering did exist.

He was already in the early stage of the fetal god transformation, and he had a triple Dao intent, although after using the sixth sword, his life was passing, but the vitality of his god venerable realm was extremely vigorous, and he had not completely fallen.

But with the speed at which life was passing now, he knew that it was only a matter of time before he fell.

Airplanes!

The blood splattered and trembled and buzzed, as if expecting Chen Feng to be able to pull out the seventh sword.

"The Seventh Sword ......"

Chen Feng muttered in his mouth, as if in a dream, his trembling right hand suddenly firmed, and then pulled out a sword again, this sword was the only seventh sword.

In the countless years since the birth of the Blood Splash Five Steps, for the first time, Chen Feng pulled out the seventh sword.

The moment this sword was drawn, the iron sword shattered inch by inch into powder, and an extremely inconspicuous black sword light quietly swept out, instantly reaching the wound in the palm of the right hand of the Emperor Shakti Phantom.

At this moment, the Emperor Shakti Phantom was still looking at the wound in his palm in a daze, he didn't expect that Chen Feng would actually be able to pull out a sword to attack, so he didn't care at all.

Poof!

The black sword light sank into the wound, and then the palm of Emperor Shakti's right hand exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and the entire palm turned into nothingness......

The moment Shakti's palm completely exploded into a blood mist, the entire starry sky fell silent.

Whether it was the countless creatures in Luo Yan's whale, or the Taoists and old men who rushed over, or the emperor himself, they all fell into a daze at this moment.

"This little guy actually hurt the phantom of Shakti......?

The old man with messy hair slowly lowered his head, his eyes fell on Chen Feng, whose body was constantly collapsing, and he was shocked, and even the Taoist was frozen, and he looked at Chen Feng incredulously.

Although this is only an illusory shadow of the Emperor Shakti, not the Emperor himself, it is far from being able to compete with the Fetal God Transformation.

It stands to reason that no matter how hard this Chen Feng struggled, he couldn't hurt Emperor Shakti at all, but this son not only injured him, but even exploded Emperor Shakti's palm into powder, which was really appalling.

"Even if it's just an ant, do you have to bite back before you die?"

The Taoist muttered in a low voice, and then stepped on his right foot, and rushed to Zhuo Wen, who was completely collapsed.

"Mole ants...... Look for death!"

Emperor Shakti roared angrily, and the exploding palm instantly recovered, and then blasted out again, this time the palm that burst out was much more powerful than before.

He is the master of the Emperor Liberation Realm, even if it is just a projected phant, it should be more than enough to solve Chen Feng at the fetal god transformation level, but he didn't expect that he was actually injured by Chen Feng, who existed like an ant.

How could the arrogant Emperor Shakti endure it, so he shot out with a palm and slapped it on his head at Chen Feng, wanting to completely smash it into a smash piece.

It's a pity that the moment Emperor Shakti's palm slammed down, the Daoist's sleeve robe waved, and a flash of blue light swept out, hitting the palm, and then the palm collapsed directly.

Moreover, this blue light followed the palm of the Emperor's hand, and entered the body of the Emperor's phantom, constantly stirring in his body, and after a while, the Emperor's phantom became much dimmer.

"Emperor Shakti, you and my gamble, you lost, you still have the face to make a move?" the Taoist said indifferently.

Emperor Shakti took a few steps back, he stared at the Taoist with gloomy eyes, and said coldly: "Taiqing, I did lose, but this son is not a bet, kill is kill, what do you mean by blocking me? Could it be that I didn't come to deceive my body?"

"Emperor Shakti, do you think I don't know that you secretly placed your doppelganger Yang Yi in this Holy Cloud Continent? Do you think that by placing your own doppelganger, you can increase your chances of winning?"

"But it's a pity that I also arranged a secret hand, this Chen Feng is the secret hand I arranged, since this son has comprehended the triple Dao intent, then he is half a disciple of my Taiqing Daode Tianzun, if you want to kill me, pass me first, right?"

Taiqing's eyes were flat, his right hand was against Chen Feng's chest, and a mellow force poured into Chen Feng's body, following his meridians, constantly rotating his whole body, which actually slowed down the speed of life flowing.

It's just that Chen Feng knows that although he has slowed down the speed of life passing, his life is still passing, and once the time comes, then he will also fall completely.

At this moment, Chen Feng's gaze was extremely cold, he knew very well that the Taiqing in front of him, who looked very kind, was actually not much different from Emperor Shakti, he regarded the countless creatures in the Holy Cloud Continent as ants, and he didn't care about their life and death at all.

If it weren't for Chen Feng's comprehension of the triple Dao meaning, Taiqing probably wouldn't care about him Chen Feng's life or death.

At the same time, he thought that in the ancient era of the Holy Cloud Continent, although there were also many people who comprehended the Dao Intent, all the geniuses who comprehended the Dao Intent had entered the Gate of the Wonders, and perhaps the Gate of the Wonders was not a good place at all.

Even Yuan Hongwen actually didn't really comprehend the Taoist meaning, but only touched the edge of the Taoist meaning.

It can be said that throughout the ages, in the Holy Cloud Continent, there is actually only Chen Feng who has truly comprehended the Daoist intent.