"I, Xue Gui! I've really just died like this!"
Xue Gui murmured in disbelief, looking down at the Black Dragon Sword piercing through his chest, and the next moment, his head drooped down, already dead.
"Run away...". The faces of the others turned pale, and they turned around to flee.
Even a master like Xue Gui was hunted down, where would they find the courage to fight Lin Feng?
They had long been scared out of their wits.
These cultivators weren't all masters of the Creation Gate; some were masters Xue Gui recruited after entering the Heavenly Pride Battlefield, united by interests.
These people were also ruthless characters, and each was a killer without blinking an eye. But now, they were all pale with fear, eager to escape quickly.
"It's too late to escape now!"
Lin Feng's expression was indifferent. He had no mercy for these people as they all wanted his life.
Lin Feng would naturally not let them go.
Swish...
A cold gleam flickered.
Sword Qi swept across.
