The next moment, the hook grabbed the team leader's body with precision.

Then a force majeure came, and the team leader was pulled back in despair.

And then the story of the little fist punching your chest repeats itself.

Really, although the Xuantie armor is indeed hard enough, no matter how hard it is, it can't stand such a hammer method, and in the end, the team leader was hammered to death under the Xuantie armor.

Zhang Buzhou was a little disappointed when he heard that his skill had passively increased by one kill, and he shook his head helplessly

"This armor is really good, it can't be broken."

After hammering one to death, Zhang Buzhou looked up at the man in black who retreated far away because he couldn't bear the effect of the red lotus cloak

"Can we get over now?"

You see, Zhang Buzhou is such a reasonable little friend, he has to discuss it at any time, right!

The rest of the black-clothed people looked at each other for a while, but they didn't dare to continue to stop them, but they didn't say anything until Zhang Buzhou and the others left

"The order we received is not to let anyone out, how can we explain this to Yin Sizong?"

"And don't you see it, he was hammered to death, don't we have to die if we go up? After all, we are also the peripheral gang of the Yin Si Sect, and I am afraid that it will not last long if we manage too much. ”

"That's it, but how do you explain the death of the leader?"

"You stupid, have you ever seen the Yin Si Sect care about our life or death? As long as the things inside are done, maybe it will be over. ”

"Yes, yes, let's wait and see?"

"Well, wait and see!"

……

Of course, Zhang Buzhou didn't know that the little friends behind him were about him, and they also held a meeting to discuss it.

Of course, it doesn't matter even if you know, it's just some scum, how can you resist your own means?

Just kidding, just go through these few auxiliary skills, how many people can resist?

came out, and Xuan Xuan was a little relieved, although she didn't know why Zhang Buzhou strongly asked to leave the Burial Sword Valley, but she was an obedient and good daughter-in-law, and at this time, she even used her natural powers to exert a little wind control on the carriage.

The effect is to make the carriage lighter, the wind resistance is smaller, and so on.

This gap may not be noticed, but how can Qu Wentian not be aware of it?

However, even if he was an old Jianghu, he never expected that Guancheng's awakening talent was on his body, he just thought that this should be the effect of some kind of treasure.

The car traveled another distance before slowing down. At Zhang Buzhou's suggestion, a few people stopped to rest, after all, this person can stand it, the horses have to rest and rest, if they are tired to death, where will they go to pull the cart in this wilderness!

After resting for a short time, I saw a young Taoist priest coming from afar.

This Taoist priest had a beautiful eyebrow and carried a sword on his back, and when he arrived in front of him, he made a gesture

"Amitayus longevity, the trail is polite, dare to ask, is this the way to bury the Sword Valley?"

Zhang Buzhou nodded

"That's right, follow this road all the way, turn around at the end, go up the mountain, and follow the mountain road all the way, which is the Valley of the Buried Sword."

"Amitayus, thank you."

The Taoist priest thanked him and continued to leave in the direction of the Burial Sword Valley.

At this time, there are still people going to the Valley of the Buried Sword? Zhang Buzhou wants to take the lead, the people of this era are really ignorant and fearless, they actually dare to play in the volcanic area, once that thing breaks out, how many people can come out alive?

……

Not to mention Zhang Buzhou's complaints, let's just say that this young Taoist priest suddenly slapped his head while walking.

"Well, how can this turn and turn until the end?"

It's so troublesome, for a road idiot, he thinks it's good that he can get here.

Finally succeeded in reaching the end of the road, and the young Taoist priest was happy.

It turns out that at the end of this road is a stone stele, and the three words of the Buried Sword Valley are still a bit ethereal and dusty, and the Taoist priest stands in front of the stone stele and admires it with relish.

At this time, a white-clothed monk also arrived at this place, with his eyebrows upright and his hands folded with nine incense scars

"Amitabha, that donor really didn't deceive the little monk, this road really has an end."

The young Taoist priest heard the voice and turned around

"Amitayus. Hyun Xiu, are you here too? ”

The white-clothed monk folded his hands

"Amitabha, Li Tongtian, are you here too?"

The two asked questions in no particular order, but they heard a somewhat lazy voice coming from the side

"I said you two, it's not like I haven't seen each other. One is a Taoist of Taoism, and the other is a Buddhist disciple of Buddhism, don't put on a sympathetic look at every turn, as if you have a good relationship between Buddhism and Taoism. ”

The two of them followed the sound and looked over, but it was a man dressed as a scholar, you want to say that this person is also handsome, but there is a feeling of laziness flowing from his eyebrows.

The monk didn't say anything, but a cold voice sounded

"That's better than you Wang Sanyang, as the chief of the Most Holy Academy, but every day he is nostalgic for the hook column, what kind of system he becomes."

Wang Sanyang looked at the woman who appeared from another direction, frowning helplessly

"Long Piaopiao, let me tell you, it's slander for you to say this, you know? Did your eye see me nostalgic? ”

……

Zhang Buzhou looked at Qu Wentian, who was also constipated, with some disbelief

"So the four people who passed just now are Li Tongtian of Wuweiguan, Xuanxiu Monk of Dakong Temple, Wang Sanyang of the Holy Academy, and Long Piaopiao of Longyin Gate?"

Qu Wentian nodded

"Eight or nine is not far from ten"

Zhang Buzhou touched his chin and stopped talking, he was thinking in his head, thinking about whether to go over and join in the fun.

But if this thing goes, not to mention anything else, it will really erupt a volcano or something, Qu Chenyan, that little kid and Wei Lingfeng probably won't be able to escape, right?

But if you don't go, I always feel that this time is in vain, and I wasn't so curious, but now the five strongest sects in the world have gathered in that broken place, so isn't this really interesting?

After thinking about it, Zhang Buzhou finally decided to go back.

Of course, not everyone went back, Qu Wentian stayed behind with the carriage and horses, and these little ones went to the town in front of them to wait, and he and Xuan Xuan returned to the burial Sword Valley.

He really wanted to see what the path was, with his and Xuancheng's methods, even if there was a sign of a volcanic eruption, at least he could escape.

Frankly speaking, in fact, Xuan Xuan is also very curious, not only Xuan Xuan, but Qu Chenyan and Wei Lingfeng are also curious, but Zhang Buzhou made it clear that he does not bring.

What can these two men do?

If he said that he slipped in, he was embarrassed by the man in black, Zhang Buzhou could easily handle it, but he really couldn't handle it.