However, the expected scene of the arm being chopped off and blood splattered did not appear.

Shen Jinglin only felt that he had been pushed out hard.

In a hurry, he saw Bai Yichen blocking in front of him.

A sword, pierced his heart.

However, Bai Yichen held the sword firmly and glanced back at him, his expression calm and resolute, "You forgot, what is our biggest purpose? not to save your life, but to ...... Tell Mu Yan the news. Are you really ...... Want to make ...... Let's all ...... Is it in vain?"

"Ahhhhh——!!h

Instead of turning and running away, he rushed desperately.

The roaring voice carried bloodthirsty madness, "Bai Yichen!!Let me leave my brother behind and escape by myself!!Unless I die!!"

"Rather than be cowardly and survive, I'd rather die with these beasts!!"

"Hahahaha......" dozens of men in black laughed in unison.

The laughter was full of disdain.

The person at the head took it to pick up the sword that pierced Bai Yichen and shook it gently.

And Bai Yichen, who had been strung on the sword, could only be dangled weakly.

"Okay, I'm standing here, you're here to kill, a prefecture-level waste, how dare you shout at us?"

"Brutes, I'll kill you——!!"

The Xuan Qi in Shen Jinglin's whole body burst wildly at this moment.

He didn't care if his body would be damaged, and he just wanted to break the scum in front of him into thousands of pieces.

The person at the head was an innate beginner-level cultivator, and he watched Shen Jinglin attack him so loudly.

But he just shook Bai Yichen on the sword, and he didn't even plan to block it.

However, at this moment, a burst of melodious music suddenly sounded in my ears.

The sound of music seemed to come from the horizon and pierce the hearts of people.

The man in black was in a trance for a moment, and then he heard a pop in his ears.

It was the sound of a sharp blade entering flesh, accompanied by a sharp pain in the chest.

Slowly, stiffly, he lowered his head.

Looking at the long sword piercing through his chest, and then at Shen Jinglin, who was holding the sword that pierced him, an unbelievable horror slowly appeared on his face.

Why?

Why was he impaled through the body by the sword of a prefecture-level waste?

Why did he die at the hands of a waste.

However, he could no longer get an answer.

The last one remained in his field of vision.

It was a thousand troops that suddenly rushed out from the direction of the Valley of the Underworld.

Also, the accomplices around him, one after another, screamed miserably, and the sound of human heads gurgling and rolling into the ground.

......

"Yan Yan!" Seeing the beautiful girl who came in a hurry, Shen Jinglin's hoarse voice almost cried, "Yan Yan, save Bai Yichen quickly!"

"It's all about saving me, he ...... He's just ......"

Shen Jinglin's trembling gaze fell on Bai Yichen who was not far away, and the man's tears could no longer be stopped, flowing down.

I saw that the person who was like Zhilan Yushu a few days ago was a genius on the first day of the martial arts continent.

Now it's as cold as a corpse.

The white clothes on his body were completely unrecognizable, and only a piece of blood red remained.

On the contrary, his face, his lips, were as pale as pieces of paper, and there was no life in sight.

Mu Yan threw himself in front of Bai Yichen and reached out to grab his wrist.

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