However, it is expected that the arms will be cut off and the scene of blood spills will not appear.

Shen Jinglin only felt pushed out.

And in the midst of it, he saw that the sun was also in his sight.

A sword pierced his heart.

Yet Baiyichen held the sword firmly, and looked back at him, and he was calm and resolute, “You forget, what is our biggest purpose? Not to save your life, but... to tell Muang the news. Do you really... want to let... our efforts, all of us... go to waste? ”

“Ahhhh -!!” Shen Jinglin looked at the sword that pierced Baiyichen's body and his eyes turned red.

Instead of turning around and fleeing, he rushed to the past at all costs.

The roaring voice carries a bloodthirsty madness, "Baiya Chen!! Let me leave my brother to escape! Unless I die!! ”

“I'd rather die with these animals than be cowardly in search of survival!! ”

“Ha-ha-ha...” dozens of people in black laughed.

The laughter was filled with disdain.

The leader lifted up the sword that pierced Baiyichen in his spare time and threw it away gently.

And Baiyichen, who has been stringed on the sword, can only be shaken powerlessly.

“Yes! I'm standing right here, and you're here to kill me. Look, a low-level piece of shit, how dare you yell at us? ”

“Son of a bitch, I'll kill you--!! ”

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

He had no idea whether his body would be damaged or not, just trying to crush the scum in front of him.

The man in the first place was born in the early stages of cultivation. He watched Shen Jinglin attacking him so loudly.

But he just swayed the sword and didn't even intend to stop it.

However, at this point, there was a sudden sound of loud music in his ears.

The music seemed to come from the sky, straight through the heart of man.

The man in black tranced for a moment, and then he heard a bang in his ear.

That was the sound of a sharp blade into the flesh, accompanied by sharp pain in the chest.

He slowly and rigidly lowered his head.

Looking at the sword passing through his chest, looking at the sword piercing his Shen Jinglin, his face slowly rose incredibly horrified.

Why is that?

Why would he be pierced by a scrap sword?

Why would he die on a piece of junk?

However, he can no longer get answers.

And finally stayed in his sight.

It was a thousand army horses suddenly rushing out of the direction of the Valley of the Underworld Flames.

And, fellas around me, one by one, screaming and screaming, the human head grunting into the ground.

……

“Face!” Seeing a beautiful girl in a hurry, Shen Jinglin's hoarse voice almost cried out, “Yan, save Bai Yichen! Save him! ”

“It's all to save me, he only... he only...”

Shen Jinglin's shivering eyes fell on Baiyichen not far away, and the men's tears could no longer stop flowing down.

Only a few days ago, a man like the Jade Tree of Chicago, once the first genius of the martial arts continent.

Now it's cold as a corpse.

The white coat is completely blind to its original colour, leaving only a piece of red blood.

Instead, his face, his lips, were pale as paper, and he didn't see a bit of life.

Moo-yan jumped in front of Bai Yi Chen, reaching out and grabbing his wrist pulse.