The three disciples screamed and were torn into a bloody mist.
"Who else?"
Shen Chenfeng stepped out of the blood mist in one step, like a demon from the abyss, his eyes were scarlet.
The remaining disciples' pupils shrank sharply, their eyes full of fear.
None of them expected that Shen Chenfeng, who was as weak as a sheep just now, would turn into a fierce tiger in the blink of an eye.
"What are you afraid of?"
The golden mask's eyes moved and he said coldly: "No matter how powerful he is, he is just one person. Are there so many of us that we can't kill him, a loser?"
"That's right."
"No matter how powerful he is, there is only one person."
"Brothers, let's go together."
Only then did these people remember that they were outnumbered.
However.
Before they could take action, Shen Chenfeng rushed straight towards him like a whirlwind.
"It doesn't matter if there are many of you, I will kill you without fail!"
Shen Chenfeng roared angrily and waved his palms with a dazzling edge.
"kill!"
A disciple rushed towards him madly, but he and his sword were swallowed up by the dazzling edge.
"Shen Chenfeng, go to hell."
Another disciple flew into the air and quietly killed Shen Chenfeng behind him.
Shen Chenfeng didn't even look back, and swung his palm back violently.
Bang!
Before the sneak attack disciple could make a move, he was struck by Shen Chenfeng's palm.
"Shen Chenfeng concentrates all his power on his palm. Be careful with his right hand and attack his left side."
The golden mask had a sneer on its lips, directing the battle from a distance.
"Shut up, I."
Shen Chenfeng suddenly turned around, with murderous intent, and swung his palm towards the golden mask.
Almost as soon as he waved his palm, the sharp edge had already reached the golden mask.
"Kill the God of Death with one strike!"
"impossible!"
"This is the unique magical power of the Jin family. How could you possibly kill a god with one strike?"
The expression on the golden mask's face froze for an instant, and then his eyes were frightened and his body ducked to the side.
But, everything is too late.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound.
The sharp sword light flashed from the neck of the golden mask.
The golden mask flew up into the air, spun three times in the air, and bounced to the ground.
"ah!"
"Senior Brother Yu is also dead."
"What are you doing standing still? Let's run away."
Once Golden Mask died, the remaining disciples did not dare to fight again.
They screamed in terror, turned around and ran away towards the portal behind them.
However, Shen Chenfeng obviously refused to let it go.
"Did I let you go?"
Shen Chenfeng's body flashed, and with a mediocre sword light, he rushed into the crowd crazily.
Every time his figure flashed, a stream of blood spurted out.
In the blink of an eye, six disciples had already fallen to the ground, their eyes dim.
"Shen Chenfeng, I will fight with you."
One of the disciples knew that he was doomed, so he turned around, raised his sword, gathered all his strength, and slashed down crazily.
"spell?"
Shen Chenfeng's palm was like a knife, and he slashed it down hard, saying: "What qualifications do you have to fight with me?"
Bang!
Knives and palms clashed.
The sword in the disciple's hand was like tofu, and was cut open by Shen Chenfeng's palm.
"How is this possible?"
The disciple's face was full of horror. He had also compressed his power just now, but he was still no match for Shen Chenfeng.
"Nothing is impossible."
"How can you bunch of rubbish know the power of me, Shen Chenfeng?"
Shen Chenfeng turned his palm, and the sharp sword light surged, directly piercing the disciple's chest.
"Senior Brother Liu is also dead."
"run."
"Everyone, run away."
Seeing this scene, the remaining disciples were even more afraid to resist.
"Keep them all for me."
Shen Chenfeng's body flickered, his sword turned, and he cut off seven heads again.
But at this time, the last three disciples had already rushed to the edge of the portal.
There is only one step left to leave here.
At this moment, Shen Chenfeng was still hundreds of meters away.
Even if he catches up at the fastest speed now, he can't catch up and it's already too late.
"Escape, we escaped successfully."
The three disciples looked ecstatic and were about to rush into the portal.
Just then.
They seemed to feel something and turned their heads to look back.
Shen Chenfeng was seen calmly picking up three swords from the ground. Then he exhaled loudly, waved his palm violently, and threw them out with all his strength.
Poof!
Three cold sword lights, like lightning, passed through the chests of the three people accurately.
The strength was so great that they lifted their bodies and nailed them to the rock wall.
"stop!"
It was only then that Su Muxue realized what she was doing and quickly stopped her.
But, it's already too late.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen disciples of Sword God Peak had been killed by Shen Chenfeng.
"Shen Chenfeng, why don't you leave anyone alive?"
Su Muxue's face was full of resentment and she said: "Aren't you curious about who these people are?"
"I don't care who he is."
Shen Chenfeng sneered, picked up a sword from the ground, weighed it in his hand, and said: "Whoever dares to offend my majesty will be killed without mercy."
"you."
Su Muxue was speechless, not knowing what to say.
She looked at Shen Chenfeng's broken chest and said, "How is it? Is your injury serious?"
"It's fine."
Shen Chenfeng took out a healing charm and patted it on his body.
The talisman flashed, emitting a soft green light that landed on his chest.
Shen Chenfeng suddenly felt a chill, and the bone-deep knife wound had healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Su Muxue breathed a sigh of relief, pointed at the disappearing corpses on the ground, and said: "You kill these people, they will never give up. Let's get out of here quickly to avoid being chased by them."
"good."
Shen Chenfeng picked up two more swords and carried them behind his back before leaving with Su Muxue.
Although these swords are just the most common spiritual weapons, they are already very precious treasures in the dream world.
"That's weird. Didn't it say that you can't use magic weapons in the dream world?"
Shen Chenfeng carried the sword on his back and stepped out of the cave in one step.
Hoo ho ho!
The biting cold wind rushed out in front of me.
Shen Chenfeng shuddered and quickly used his divine power to dispel the severe cold in his body.
He raised his head and looked around. The towering snow peaks and the snow-capped wasteland in the distance formed a vast icy sky and snowy land.
Ice and snow wasteland!
"There is indeed no way to bring magic weapons into the dreamland in reality. But in the dreamland, there are magic weapons for sale, but the price is extremely high."
Su Muxue took a sword and swung it vigorously.
The cold sword light tore through the wind and snow, revealing a large blank, and said: "A magic weapon of this level is worth at least two hundred contribution points, which is two million low-grade spiritual stones."
"They spent so many spiritual stones and purchased these magic weapons just to grab the spiritual talisman in my hand?"
Shen Chenfeng sneered and already had a rough guess about the identities of these people.
"They are here for you, the magic talisman is just an excuse."
Just as Su Muxue took two steps forward, a huge black shadow suddenly jumped out from the endless wind and snow.
She was caught off guard, her body rolled on the spot, and she narrowly escaped the opponent's attack.
roar!
The black shadow missed the target, and became furious, waving its huge palm and hitting it hard.
