"Shen Chenfeng, weren't you very arrogant just now?"
"Deceive Senior Brother Luo, sow discord, and make us kill each other?"
"It's a pity that this is a dream. You can resurrect after death. No matter what conspiracy you have, in the dream world, it is just a joke."
Puff puff puff!
Countless disciples from the Sword God Peak rushed over with red eyes, swung their swords, leaving horrific scars on Shen Chenfeng's body.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Chenfeng was covered in blood and covered with scars.
But he still didn't seem to feel the pain. Dragging a long trail of blood, he walked firmly step by step and said: "Let go of Su Muxue."
Su Muxue's whole body collapsed on the ground. She looked at Shen Chenfeng, who was covered in blood, and she had already burst into tears.
Regret, self-blame, pain.
If she hadn't wanted that flying sword, if she hadn't been careless just now and got caught by mistake, it wouldn't have happened like this.
"Let go of Su Muxue."
Shen Chenfeng's voice was hoarse, and he walked a distance of hundreds of meters for a full hour.
Along the way, he has been stabbed three hundred and ninety-one times, with the swords bleeding and the swords penetrating into the bones. In other words, he has practiced the desolate blood body training technique, and his body is four times that of ordinary practitioners.
Otherwise, he would have bled to death long ago.
But now, Shen Chenfeng could no longer care about his injuries.
He stared at the figure in the golden mask, his eyes were red, and he repeated like a machine: "Let go of Su Muxue."
Woohoo!
Su Muxue shook her head desperately, signaling Shen Chenfeng to leave quickly.
Shen Chenfeng lowered his eyes and stared at Su Muxue who was full of tears. He pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I promised my mother that I will protect every family member. Whether it is reality or a dream, I will never let Shen What happened at home happened again."
As he spoke, he raised his eyes, like a wounded beast, and said in a deep voice: "Let go of Su Muxue."
"What if I refuse to let go?"
The golden mask looked at Shen Chenfeng playfully, raised the sword in his hand high, and said: "Kneel down and beg me. Otherwise, I will kill Su Muxue now."
"You dare?"
Shen Chenfeng glared angrily, and his crazy divine power bloomed, igniting the surrounding air and rising into blazing flames.
"See if I dare."
The golden mask sneered, and slashed the sword in his hand wildly.
"stop."
Shen Chenfeng suddenly stretched out his palm, trying to block the slashing sword light with his flesh and blood body.
However, Silver Mask and a dozen disciples swarmed in, waving the swords in their hands, tearing the air apart, and attacking like thunder.
"Back off."
Poof!
Blood spurts.
Shen Chenfeng was forced back by countless sword rays, and his body once again cracked with more than ten knife wounds that were deep enough to show the bone.
Su Muxue even groaned, and her other arm had been cut off by its roots.
She was twitching all over in pain and her face was pale.
But she still shook her head desperately, whimpered loudly, and shed tears.
"Beasts, you are a bunch of beasts."
Shen Chenfeng glared angrily, his chest heaved violently, his angry face twisted into a furious lion, and shouted sternly: "None of this has anything to do with Su Muxue. If anything happens, you all come to me."
"Hahaha, Shen Chenfeng."
"Whether it's you or this stinky girl, neither of you can stay out of this."
Whoosh!
The golden mask swung the sword, put the cold blade against Su Muxue's neck, and said coldly: "Kneel down, or I will kill her."
"You, you!"
Shen Chenfeng clenched his fists fiercely and gritted his teeth.
Even with too much force, most of the silver teeth in his mouth were bitten into pieces by him.
Damn it, damn it!
The majestic Cang Qiong Sword Emperor was actually forced to kneel down to an ant.
How dare you do this?
How dare you do this?
"Chen Chenfeng, do you want to kneel down?"
Seeing Shen Chenfeng motionless, the golden mask sounded cold.
The blade trembled and pierced Su Muxue's white neck, dripping with shocking blood.
Shen Chenfeng's face suddenly turned bright and dark, sometimes calm, and sometimes ferocious.
An unprecedented anger was surging in his body, like a flame, roaring crazily and burning fiercely.
"That's enough."
Luo Qianjue frowned fiercely. Although he was full of hatred for Shen Chenfeng, he really couldn't bear it. These Sword God Peak disciples used a woman to threaten Shen Chenfeng.
In comparison, he prefers a big fight.
"What kind of skill does a dignified Dahuang disciple have when he threatens a woman?"
Luo Qianjue shouted loudly, and the gun light shot out like lightning, piercing Su Muxue's chest.
Su Muxue's eyes were dim, but there was a relieved smile on her face.
"Senior Brother Luo, you."
The golden mask was too late to guard against Luo Qianjue's sudden attack.
He put away the sword in his hand and wanted to say something.
Just then.
A killing intent that frightened everyone suddenly bloomed in the space.
A roar that seemed to come from the abyss tore at everyone's heartbeat.
"You humble reptiles, I gave you a chance to let go of Su Muxue. But you didn't know how to cherish, repent, and kill my cousin."
"die!"
Shen Chenfeng suddenly raised his eyes, his whole body boiling with murderous intent.
The terrifying murderous intent, as if it were real, permeated the entire space. It actually caused the snow and wind in the sky to stop there, daring not to move at all.
"You are all going to die!"
Shen Chenfeng's eyes were scarlet red, and a terrifying voice came from his mouth.
Boom!
The ice sculpture not far away suddenly exploded.
The flying sword held by the skeleton seemed to have been summoned, with a crisp sword sound and it flew over in the air.
"My flying sword!"
Luo Qianjue picked up the war spear and swept towards the flying sword.
But the next moment, the flying sword shook violently and suddenly disappeared from the space.
"not good!"
Luo Qianjue's face changed wildly. Although he couldn't see it with his eyes, his soul could see it clearly. The sharp flying sword was thundering at this time, tearing apart the space at more than ten times the speed of sound, killing like crazy. Come down.
"How is this possible?"
"Isn't he a disciple of Sword God Peak? How could he possess such powerful swordsmanship and be able to exceed ten times the speed of sound?"
Luo Qianjue was shocked in her heart, and she did not dare to resist such a powerful sword.
He took strange steps under his feet, twisted his body in the air, and transformed into a big golden bird. At the last moment, he barely managed to dodge Shen Chenfeng's inevitable sword.
However.
Before Luo Qianjue could breathe a sigh of relief, the flying sword turned in the air, flashed from behind, and stabbed into Luo Qianjue's chest.
"Kenshin, this is the realm of Kenshin!"
"How is this possible?"
Luo Qianjue's heart was shaken, an incredible sound came out of his mouth, and his body was torn apart by the cold sword light.
All this seems slow, but actually happens in the blink of an eye.
Everyone felt a flash of light in front of their eyes, and Luo Qianjue, who was in the realm of refining gods, had exploded into blood mist that filled the sky, falling from the sky with the wind and snow.