Peng Wuwang only felt the sky spinning at this time, full of stars, and since he jumped on the back of the golden horse, this unruly horse began to do tiger jumps frantically, trying to throw him off his body. He gritted his teeth and hugged the neck of the golden horse, and his body was like a leaf with the ups and downs of the golden horse's body, drifting east and west, up and down.

When the golden horse jumped up for the tenth time, Peng Wuwang finally couldn't hold on, and his body was thrown straight on top of the golden horse's head, and one right hand couldn't hold the horse's neck and swung in the air. All the onlookers on the ranch couldn't help but exclaim. Peng had no hope of getting enough dantian qi, he shouted violently, his left hand exerted force, and his five fingers fell into the fur of the golden horse, and his body shook like a pendulum in the wind, throwing it on the chest of the golden horse, and his two feet stretched up, tightly encircling the neck of the golden horse. The golden horse let out a clear roar, and the horse's head was raised, and it smashed heavily into Peng Wuhope's chest. Peng Wuwang was in mid-air at this time, and he had no way to borrow strength, so he had to swing his body downwards and dodge the golden horse's headbeat, but his body was hanging on the golden horse with the strength of his legs at this moment, and if he made a slight mistake, the whole person would be shattered into a ball under the hooves of this healthy horse. This psychic horse also seemed to know Peng's hopeless predicament, and hissed triumphantly, the first half of his height was raised, and then he fell heavily, this toss is unbearable. Peng Wuwang only felt a churning in his stomach, and the night's meals were pushed up to his throat in an instant, his head was dizzy, his legs were sore, and his whole body fell to the ground like a noodle bag.

The people of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau saw that it was not good, and shouted loudly, and rushed towards the Golden Horse in all directions, and everyone was thinking in their hearts that if the head of the dart had any three long and two short, they would let this golden retriever live. Seeing that he was about to fall under the trampling of the golden horse's four hooves, Peng Wuwang glared, probed with both hands, grabbed the front legs of the golden horse, borrowed a little strength, and curled up in a ball, and then suddenly unfolded like a spring, and his legs stretched out tightly on the waist of the golden horse, and then he resolutely let go of his hands and let his body swing towards the tail of the golden horse. The Flying Tiger Darts who rushed towards the Golden Horse were surprised by Peng Wuwang's wonderful probing action, and they all stopped their bodies and watched intently.

"Master, come on!" Luo Mingxian and Zhao Yixiang cheered in unison, in their minds, nothing could knock their master down, and they had no doubt that this powerful divine horse would be tamed by the master's divine skill. All the Flying Tiger Darts crowd, even including Hong Sixue, were infected by their optimistic mood and stopped their steps, looking forward to Peng Wuwang showing his strength and descending to the Heavenly Horse.

At this time, Peng had no hope of suffering, his chest was suffocated by a cloud of turbidity, his head was dizzy, and he wanted to vomit, but he had to endure it bitterly, because if he spit it out, he would be discharged in one breath, and he would never want to get off the horse completely, and he wanted to call someone for help, but he couldn't make a sound.

He gritted his teeth, stretched out his hands along the direction of his body, firmly grasped the golden horse's swaying tail, snorted, loosened his legs, and his body swung high again, using the horse's tail as a fulcrum, drew a big arc, and rode upside down on the horse's back again. The crowd around him once again erupted in heartfelt cheers and cheers for him. This time, since Peng Wuwang was thrown into the air by the golden horse, with his nimble skills and dazzling skills, he used his hands and feet as fulcrums respectively, rolling from the horse's head to the horse's tail like a spinning top, and then soaring back to the horse's back. These horseback miracles have never been seen even by the Sai Kung Riders who have lived on horseback all their lives, and everyone is fascinated by the fact that they can see such amazing horse skills.

When the people of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau heard the heartfelt praise of the people outside the Saiwai herdsmen for their total dart, they couldn't help but feel honored and proud. Luo Mingxian and Zhao Yixiang even loudly introduced to the surrounding herdsmen: "Look, that's our master." Hong Sixue looked at Peng Wuwang's majestic posture on top of the Golden Horse, and she couldn't help but be crazy under the agitation of her heart.

At this time, Jin Ma's back height was raised high, and he wanted to repeat his old trick and throw Peng Wuwang off his back. Peng Wuwang expected the enemy first, knowing that this beast would make this move, he raised his body, his body flew in mid-air for half a circle, turned his body over, reached forward with his arms, grabbed the neck of the golden horse, and carried all the remaining true qi on his arms, he knew that he had never tamed a horse, and he couldn't afford to stand the deadly bumps, if he was thrown off the horse again, there was only a dead end.

The golden horse rushed left and right on the pasture like crazy, constantly jumping and changing, and doing everything he could, and Peng Wuwang was like a piece of kraft candy firmly stuck to his body, unable to live or die. And Peng Wuwang also struggled to tighten his arms and clamped Jinma's neck hard, hoping to choke him unconscious and get out of trouble. But the strength of this divine horse is indeed long, and it actually stood up to the strength of Peng Wuwang's arms, and he did not fall. The pair of enemies tumbled and rolled on the pasture, entangled endlessly, dusty everywhere they went, people like gray tigers, horses like mud dragons. When the fight was over, the golden horse raised his head high, let out a desperate and terrible neigh, let go of his four hooves, and ran towards the distant hills.

Peng Wuwang, who was lying on horseback, was already a little blurred, only felt the wind in his ears, the scenery on both sides retreated, the long wind of hunting blew on his face, like a knife cut, his body could no longer stay on the horse's back, but raised high back, his body was only left with his hands and this divine horse had close contact. The only thing that kept him holding on to the neck of the golden horse was the sweat on the golden horse's back.

"He's tired, too, and he's about to use all his might. Work harder." Peng Wuwang gritted his teeth and added another gravity force to his arms. At this time, the golden horse has run along the mountain road to a high mountain near Hengzhou, where the mountain road that has been rough and has been rough has begun to become gentle, and the speed of the golden horse has become faster. Peng Wuwang secretly admired the endurance of this divine horse from the bottom of his heart, from Luancheng to here, all the way is not less than a hundred miles, and this high mountain is even more high, after running such a long distance, it can still maintain such an amazing high speed, its endurance has surpassed all the good horses in the world.

Suddenly, Peng Wuwang found that the golden horse had stopped on the side of a high cliff. From this high cliff, you can overlook the beautiful scenery of the entire Hengzhou Plain. Jin Ma chirped a few times in attachment to the twilight of the early morning in the east, and a trace of crystal tears oozed from his eyes. The mountain wind whined in Peng Wuwang's ears, and his mind suddenly flew back to the top of Lotus Mountain. It was under this whimpering mountain breeze that he and Jinxiu hugged each other and jumped towards the bottom of the cliff. He suddenly understood the intention of the divine horse under his crotch, and was shocked: "Does it want to ......" Just as he was contemplating, this golden divine horse suddenly roared towards the east, jumped forward, and jumped towards the abyss below.

"I'd rather die than surrender, there really is such a heroic god horse in the world!" Peng Wuwang's heart was shocked, and his body rose into the air. At this time, he and Jinma's bodies finally separated, and each fell towards the deep valley. He stretched out his hand with all his might, and miraculously grabbed the noose that Zheng Juechen had put on the neck of the golden horse. He perked up, and when he looked up, he found that on the edge of the cliff just above his head, there was a strong pine tree, with its branches stretched out on the edge of the cliff, like a dragon grasping out of the clouds. He snorted, raised his hand, and raised the rope high, hanging narrowly from the branch of the life-saving pine.

Fortunately, this pine tree grew on the edge of the cliff, and it happened to be hopeless for Peng to see. As long as it grows a few feet lower, the force of this man's fall is enough to break its branches. When the rope hung on the branches of the pine, Peng Wuwang stretched out his foot and kicked the cliff behind him, and his whole body flickered towards the golden horse that was suspended in the air. Jin Ma's neck was covered with Zheng Juechen's rope, and he roared slightly, seeing Peng Wuwang's figure getting closer and closer, his eyes flashed with a smart and crystalline light, as if he completely understood all his actions.

"Go ahead!" Peng Wuwang suddenly flipped his head in the air, and his feet were heavily hoofed on the golden horse's hips. With the power of this kick, the golden horse's body rose like a cloud, and even jumped on the branches of the pine tree, and then with a light leap, he returned to the top of the cliff.

Peng Wuwang was quite relieved to see the golden horse escape and ascend to heaven, and smiled slightly: "It's a pity that such a heroic thing died here." He lowered his head and looked at the dark valley below, and suddenly a funny thought occurred in his mind: "Is there a pine branch mat like the one on Lotus Mountain at the bottom of this valley?"

At this moment, he suddenly felt an upward lift on the rope he was holding tightly. When I looked up, I saw the golden horse of the same age roaring in a low voice, raising his head high, and pulling the noose hard backwards.

"He's saving me!" Peng Wuwang felt a burst of gratitude in his heart, and hurriedly lifted his breath and lightened his body. Peng Wuhope, who had been tossed like this, was finally pulled back to the edge of the cliff by this magic horse. Peng Wuhope, who escaped death, couldn't help but kneel on the edge of the cliff, vomiting desperately, spitting out all the dinner that had been stuck in his throat for a long time, and spit out a few more mouthfuls of bitter water. The golden horse neighed briskly, as if to mock Peng Hopeless.

"Man, you're not much better than me." Peng stood up hopelessly and patted the golden horse on the back, only to see the water splashing, and the horse's back was already covered with sweat.

The Golden Horse let out a low growl again, as if in protest against him.

Peng Wuwang smiled bitterly, patted his neck, and said, "We don't know each other. Come, good brother, send me back to Hengzhou City." As he spoke, he climbed onto the Golden Horse's back with difficulty.

At this moment, Jin Ma suddenly neighed, his body shook, and Peng Wuwang was thrown off the horse and fell heavily to the ground. "Oops!" Peng Wuwang screamed, reluctantly stood up from the ground, and muttered, "What's going on?" At this moment, he was so tired that he was so tired, coupled with the new heavy injury, he fainted in a trance.

When the Flying Tiger Darts were anxiously searching for Peng Wuwang's whereabouts throughout the Hengzhou Plain, a golden rainbow appeared outside Hengzhou City. The golden Pegasus of the divine steed flew like a gallop to the outside of the Kuriya refugee camp.

"Total darthead!" The sharp-eyed Hou Zaichun saw Peng Wuwang lying on the back of the golden horse like a sack at a glance, and couldn't help but exclaim. The Tiger Darts who had been busy all night outside Luancheng last night gathered around Jinma, wanting to help the head of the dart off Jinma. Seeing the actions of these darts crowd, Jin Ma seemed to be very dissatisfied, Huo Ran raised his head and hissed, like a dragon groaning, which startled everyone and retreated. The golden horse glanced at the crowd around him with arrogance, his front hooves raised, his body held high, and Peng's hopeless body rolled down its back and fell heavily to the ground. The golden horse roared in a low voice, Huo Ran took a leap, jumped high above everyone's heads, supported the ground with four hooves, swept out ten zhang away in an instant, and then exerted his strength, and disappeared into the horizon of the vast sky in the blink of an eye.