However, the expected scene of the arm being chopped off and blood splattered did not appear.
Shen Jinglin only felt that he was pushed out.
While reeling, he saw Bai Yichen standing in front of him.
A sword pierced his heart.
However, Bai Yichen firmly held the sword, looked back at him, with a calm and decisive expression, "You forgot, what is our biggest purpose? It's not to save your life, but... to tell Muyan the news. You Do you really... want to... make our efforts all... in vain?"
"Ah!!" Shen Jinglin stared at the sword that pierced Bai Yichen's body, his eyes turned red all of a sudden.
Instead of turning around and running away, he rushed over desperately.
The roaring voice was full of bloodthirsty madness, "Bai Yichen!! Let me leave my brother and escape by myself! Unless I die!!"
"Rather than cowardly surviving, I would rather perish with these beasts!!"
"Hahahaha..." Dozens of men in black laughed together.
The laughter was full of disdain.
The leader took the time to lift up the sword that had pierced Bai Yichen, and shook it lightly.
And Bai Yichen, who was already strung on the sword, could only be dangling powerlessly.
"Okay! I'm standing here, but you're here to kill and see, a prefecture-level waste, dare to shout at us?"
"Bastard, I will kill you!!"
The profound energy in Shen Jinglin's whole body exploded crazily at this moment.
He no longer cared about whether his body would be damaged, he just wanted to tear the scum in front of him into pieces.
The person in the lead had an innate elementary cultivation base, and he just watched Shen Jinglin attacking him so loudly.
But Bai Yichen was just waving his sword, and didn't even plan to block it.
However, at this moment, a melodious music suddenly came from my ears.
The music seemed to come from the sky, piercing the heart of the person.
The man in black at the head was in a trance for a moment, and then a snort was heard next to his ear.
It was the sound of a sharp knife piercing into flesh, accompanied by a sharp pain in the chest.
Slowly, he lowered his head stiffly.
Looking at the long sword piercing through his chest, and at Shen Jinglin holding the sword piercing him, an unbelievable shock slowly appeared on his face.
Why
Why would he be pierced by the sword of an earth-level trash
Why would he die at the hands of a trash.
However, he never got an answer again.
The last one left in his sight.
It was thousands of troops rushing out from the direction of Mingyan Valley suddenly.
Also, the accomplices around him screamed one after another, and there was the sound of heads rolling into the ground.
…
"Yanyan!" Seeing the beautiful girl rushing over, Shen Jinglin's hoarse voice was almost crying, "Yanyan, save Bai Yichen! Save him!"
"It's all to save me, he just... he just..."
Shen Jinglin's trembling eyes fell on Bai Yichen who was not far away, and the man's tears could no longer be stopped, streaming down.
I saw that person who was like Zhilan Yushu a few days ago, who was once the number one genius in the Yanwu Continent.
But now it was as cold as a corpse.
The white clothes on his body could not see the original color at all, only blood red remained.
On the contrary, his face and his lips were as pale as a piece of paper, with no life in sight.
Muyan threw herself in front of Bai Yichen, and reached out to grab his wrist.