Leng Qiu had already thought in his heart, even if he didn't agree. They will also come in after he leaves.

In that case, why not together.

Maybe you can really enter the Sword Mountain and get a possible opportunity.

"No, no, ordinary people will collapse and have wounds when they get close to five hundred meters!"

"Don't look for death, there is only danger in the Sword Mountain! There was once a Holy Son, and the Divine Son thought that his cultivation was strong, and he rushed into three hundred meters, and he didn't die?

"Have you met Master Yuansheng? That stone tablet is weird, and the Holy Son has encountered it, and it won't be able to comprehend it for three hundred years, and the Sword Mountain will fly away by itself!"

Seeing that Leng Qiu and the others were determined to enter it to explore, many of the captured Hehuan Sect powerhouses said no.

There was even a mention of Master Yuansheng, that weird monk.

Anything else may be useless, but the exit of Yuansheng's name instantly attracted Leng Qiu's attention.

An evil smile appeared on his face, and he said coldly:

"Hehe, it seems that there is indeed a huge secret hidden on the Nine Hidden Islands, and it is not just us who will encounter it. I don't believe in Master Yuansheng's words at all, I trust my intuition!

One sentence made Lingyun and the others stunned instantly.

I thought he wanted to argue a few words, but it turned out that it was just to drive them away as pathfinders.

Indeed, if you want to enter a dangerous place, someone must find your way.

Whether it is a dead end or a living road, someone has to interview and explore in front.

It's better to die and take a different path.

"Huh?"

Everyone in the Hehuan Sect was stunned for an instant, and then their faces were flushed, their bodies were cold, and their legs and feet were weak.

How weird it is, they know better than anyone how to step into the Jedi.

However, in the face of Leng Qiu and other masters, they have no strength to resist!

Not to mention wanting to run.

Even the cow crown was soft at the moment, his breath was short, his body was full of cracks, and he said tremblingly:

"Don't go, you'll die! On Nine Secluded Island, we can live very happily, why take the risk!"

He is the deputy sect master, for thousands of years, the women he has played, and the people he has killed, he has long been unable to remember.

He didn't want to give up a good life to play the so-called chance.

Hearing this, Leng Qiu only felt that comfort would remove the edges and corners of people, lose self-motivation, and the master would not work hard to improve his strength.

An anti-dragon appeared in his right hand, and he coldly scolded:

"Don't go, then I can only beat you forward!"

There is not much nonsense, if you are not convinced, you will fight!

Those who don't die have no burden in their hearts!

Their minds have changed, they are no longer human, but in pursuit of their own excitement, building their pain on others.

It's such garbage, why care, it's best to be a pathfinder.

What they thought, Leng Qiu didn't care, raised his hand to clench his fist, and waited to kill.

In the face of the domineering and unreasonable Leng Qiu, the sixteen masters of the Hehuan Sect could only surrender.

Run?

Don't think about it, let alone Leng Qiu, even the many masters around him will not let them go.

War?

The sonic attack on the battlefield caused cracks in all of their human palaces, and the divine fire flickered and dimmed, and they were seriously injured.

When it is intact, it is not Leng Qiu's opponent, let alone injured at the moment, and the gap is even greater.

The helpless sixteen people walked in front slowly, and they couldn't fly.

"Hurry up, or I won't mind throwing you all in!"

Lingyun was very dissatisfied with their negative attitude and scolded them coldly.

Moreover, with a palm in the back, a man flew directly out of the 100 meters.

In the air, he was cut out by the rapidly changing sword intent, and three wounds were cut, and blood sprayed wildly like money.

The rest of the people, how dare they make small moves, and they sped up their pace with regret and despair on their faces.

Leng Qiu was fearless, still flying in the air, not feeling the existence of sword intent at all, and there was no discomfort in his body.

However, Lingyun and the others didn't dare to be as bold as him, and they fell to the ground one after another, driving sixteen warriors and constantly walking towards Sword Mountain.

The speed is not slow, 100 meters away, six breaths have passed.

They could all feel the stinging pain on their skin, as if they were about to pierce into their bodies, but they couldn't avoid it.

I don't know the source, I don't know the trace, I can only rely on my body to resist.

A suit of armor appeared on the ghost shadow, wearing a helmet, hoping to block the attack of sword intent.

But, it didn't work at all.

The sword intent is not an attack from the outside, but a ubiquitous artistic conception.

As a result, the ghost shadow could only take off his armor again, his face full of pain.

Li Dong and Sikong Fantasy, stimulated by the sword intent, actually woke up from a coma. Seeing it riding on the phantom beast, I felt a little excited.

However, when I saw that there were beautiful women all around, I was instantly confused.

The beauties are divided into three types of dresses, men's dress, sexy dress, and fairy dress. It looks like each has a great temperament and has a wild nature.

When I thought it was a good thing, I saw Yin Miaoyi in the crowd, Ye Feihua.

The two of them were just like them, masters who came out of the Snake Emperor Valley.

They are of equal strength, and they are not strong, how can they be with a group of strong people.

Especially Li Dong, when he saw Yin Miao, he instinctively wanted to leave the crowd and want to escape!

The two of them looked left and right, and immediately saw the cold autumn in the sky.

In an instant, they were all shocked, it turned out that he was the real powerhouse, driving a group of people forward.

"Where are we?"

Sikong Xuan opened his mouth with difficulty and asked Li Dong beside him.

I only remember that they were captured, and as long as they woke up every day, they would be knocked unconscious, and their lives were very miserable.

"How do I know, I just feel so painful all over my body! Leng Qiu, he didn't even kill us?"

Li Dong observed for a while, and when he saw that Leng Qiu was just looking ahead, he asked in fear?

He had fought with Leng Qiu a few times, and if he hadn't been wounded, he wouldn't have been caught easily, and now he ended up so miserable!

"You're awake, I'm a prisoner, get ready for the test!

Walking in the last ghost shadow, I saw two people wake up, and in a brief exchange, I said to them.

Li Dong and the others instantly saw the ghost shadow, and there was a light in their eyes, and they wanted to ask what was going on, but there was a scolding voice from Lingyun in their ears:

"Hurry up! If this continues, if the Sword Mountain disappears, you will die immediately!"

The voice was cold, containing murderous intent, which made Li Dong and the others change their expressions in an instant.

Sword Mountain?

They were captives for ten days on the Nine Hidden Islands, and in the short time they were sober, they had heard of the Daimyo of Sword Mountain.

It's a Jedi that kills people, a dangerous situation!

But they are heading for Sword Mountain!

Isn't this looking for death!

I wanted to refute it, don't move on, but seeing the indifferent cold autumn in the sky, I dispelled the thoughts in my heart.

"You guys wake up, give me a good understanding of the sword intent of Sword Mountain, maybe there is some gain! But, don't think about running, I will break your legs!"

Just as they were thinking in their hearts, Cuihua's cold and ruthless voice sounded in their ears.

In order to be able to leave the Nine Hidden Islands, no matter how despicable the means are, she can bear them.

Fed up here, even a slave outside, at least the widest world, can be promoted.