"Sister (Sister Bai Ling)!" Seeing Bai Ling who was seriously injured being treated like this, Bai Xiaoxi and the others who were still alive were crying at this time, but the voice was low and scary.

  Because they really don't have this kind of strength anymore, even worrying becomes extremely fragile.

   It's not that they don't want to resist, but that they are powerless to resist in front of the absolute strong, so they can only bear this pain and watch the people they care about being trampled and insulted!

  In the next second, almost everyone's eyes looked at that group of people with cold eyes, resentment and hatred. That group of people bullied others with insanity.

   "Ah!" In the next second, a foot stepped on Su Ling's hand holding the Celestial Sword, and the creaking sound continued, which was naturally the power of the forty-three-level superhuman.

   When you remove the big foot, you can see that Su Ling's hand has turned into a fleshy paste, and you can also see dense white bones.

  A thick hand reached out to the blood-red long sword.

  Seeing this scene, Wen Qing'er's heart was beating very fast, with infinite joy on her face.

   "Hahaha... the Celestial Sword... my Celestial Sword, it's back... it's back..." As if bewitched, he stared at the sword.

  Who would have thought that the forty-three-level man kicked the ground hard to pick up the sword, but the sword didn't respond at all.

"It's useless, it's useless!" After staring for a few seconds, Wen Qing'er who saw this scene angrily hit the forty-three-level waste with the weapon in her hand, and said coldly to the others, " Go, cut off that woman's head, and bring me back that sword!"

   Dao Scar's face was ferocious at this time, he really didn't dare to think that such a person was sitting in the Miancheng base, no wonder he had no scruples even if he took action at the base.

   Immediately burst out, "Wen Qinger, I want to avenge my brothers."

  Using his last strength to rise from the ground, he ran towards the vicious figure with a big knife.

   "Don't...Brother Dao..." Seeing this scene, Qiao Li climbed up and wanted to pass.

   Puff!

  A big public relations knife came down from his head, and after reaching the ground, a crack could still be seen on the ground.

  The blood line extended from the top of Scar's head, as if being bounced by an ink fountain, and a red line appeared in the middle of the head and nose.

  In an instant, streams of scarlet blood spurted out from the thread, and slowly the knife in Scar's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and at this time Scar fell on the ground into two sides.

  Joe Li's eyes were wide open, as if they were about to fall out, tears rolled down, uncontrollably, she climbed towards his corpse, and finally hugged half of the corpse, howling loudly.

  Shui Miaomiao and Sun Zhen also beat the ground and cried at this time, as if they couldn't even care about the pain in their bodies, they also crawled over.

   "Asshole...Asshole!" Zhu Shuaiyi also burst into tears, seeing this elder who was kind to her die in front of her.

  But the person who killed them had no mercy.

Wen Qing'er smiled even more cheerfully, with a smile on her face when she lowered her head. This smile looked very strange. Seeing the pain in Bai Shan's eyes, she said softly, "No, your child." With the needle, the needle was drawn across the delicate face of the small meatball, and soon a small bloodstain was seen.

  Bai Shan and the others shook their heads, and they could still hear Bai Ling's screams.

   "Don't...don't..."