When Qianbaohou caught up with Hei Si and the others, the two new tombs had already been erected.

The four black brothers knelt in front of the grave and told about the past.

Baguio on the side is her daughter's house, and she keeps comforting the four of them with tears.

"Master, master, you two elders wait a minute, and the apprentice will go to the Giant Sword Pavilion for a walk!" Hei Yi kowtowed violently and beckoned the three brothers to leave.

"Hei Yi!" Man Jiu stopped the four of them, and Qian Baohou looked at Hei Yi with red eyes and hurriedly spoke.

"Heiyi, do you believe me?" Qianbaohou walked up to Heiyi, his face full of sincerity.

Hei Yi didn't speak, and his cold eyes looked at Qian Baohou and the others one by one.

"If you believe me, I'm waiting for half a day, and after half a day, let's break into the Giant Sword Pavilion together!" Qian Baohou waved his hand to signal everyone to get out of the way, and handed over the decision to Hei Yi and the four people.

Hei Si pulled the corner of Hei Yi's clothes. "Big brother, our lives were saved by Brother Hui!"

Hei Yi's body shook suddenly, turned his head to look at Zhuge Hui, and put away the giant sword in his hand. He turned and returned to the grave and knelt down.

Qianbao breathed a sigh of relief, and he could be regarded as persuading these four reckless men with tendons.

The rest, it depends on whether the prince Dong is strong or not, I hope he will not disappoint!

The atmosphere in the woods was quiet for a moment, and all but the four who fell to their knees were closing their eyes and recuperating.

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"Boom!" The loud explosion, accompanied by the shaking ground, made the nine people in the woods suddenly startled.

"Direction of the Giant Sword Pavilion!" "As an archer, Manjiu has excellent hearing in addition to his eyes, and he can find the source of the sound in an instant.

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"it!"

At the top of the woods, everyone looked into the distance with a horrified expression.

Giant Sword Pavilion!

The mountain that was originally towering into the sky is now gone!

Even with Qianbao's unruly combat experience, it can be seen that the mountain was forcibly flattened...

Even though Ling Xiufeng was far away from everyone, the miserable howl in his ears was still clearly audible.

The ghost qi that had been seen from the golden corpse before now covered the sky and the sun, covering all the mountains of the Giant Sword Pavilion.

What the hell is going on there? Everyone was curious, but they couldn't help but be afraid.

If it weren't for the sniper rifle of Man Jiu ambushing on the side, and Baguio's unexpected calculation. Everyone is afraid that they will die in the hands of Prince Dong long ago, even if Prince Dong is underestimating the enemy......

Lingxiu Peak's black pressure ghost aura became stronger and stronger, and from a distance, it looked like a huge coffin falling upside down.

"Brother Bao, let's withdraw! Don't recruit him again......" Zhuge Hui swallowed his saliva and looked at Qian Baohou worriedly.

"Wait!" As soon as Qianbaohou's voice fell, Ling Xiufeng changed.

The sound of the miserable howl suddenly disappeared, and sunlight gradually appeared in the inverted ghost aura above the sky.

Soon, when the last piece of ghost qi disappeared, Qian Baohou led everyone to the foot of Lingxiu Peak.

"Brother Bao, do you really want to go up? In case you meet Prince Dong...... Zhuge Hui trembled, he was already timid and didn't want to face Prince Dong again at this moment.

Yu Qingyuan was not afraid at all, and after kicking Zhuge Hui, he opened his mouth with compassion: "Then you are here! Maybe he just came down to meet you......"

"Don't! I'm wrong, I'll go ......" Zhuge Hui hurriedly caught up with Qian Baohou and carefully hid among several people.

The Lingxiu Peak, which was flattened, lost its previous height, and everyone reached the highest point with just the kung fu of tea.

Along the way, no extra rocks, grass and trees were found, which made Qianbaohou wonder if most of the peaks that were blown off had ever existed.

The height that everyone is at now is not even one percent of the original height of Lingxiu Peak.

At the moment it has been turned into a flat terrace.

"How much energy does it take to cut off a mountain peak like this?" Qianbao looked around while secretly talking.

The empty platform made Qian Baohou look at the four black brothers.

At this time, the expressions on the faces of the four brothers were extremely complicated. It's not like it's happy or excellent, it's more like being at a loss.

"Ahem......" Just as Qianbaohou was preparing to phrase it, intending to comfort the four black brothers. A violent cough rang out. The voice was also mixed with painful moans, and the four black brothers were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed the sound.

At the edge of the east side of the platform, everyone looked at the ground and sighed.

Jiang Baihe, the master of the Giant Sword Pavilion, and the man of the year in Eastern Xinjiang.

He was lying in a deep pit at the moment, and the pit seemed to be tailor-made for him.

"It was actually slapped into the ground alive!" Qian Baohou shook his head and looked at Jiang Baihe, who was flying on all fours.

There was a small nail mark on his neck, blood seeping outward, and a nail on each of the left and right shoulder blades.

The sound of bellows-like breathing let everyone know that he was running out of oil.

"We are waiting for you at the foot of the mountain!" Qianbaohou left the four black brothers and turned his head and walked down Lingxiu Peak.

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