Peng Wuwang slept soundly in the hall of Washington for a while, and suddenly sat up. He looked at the empty hall in a daze, and gradually recalled the dream he had just had. It was a mountain song once sung by the shepherd boy on the mountain in Qingzhou. When he was very young, he and his fourth brother sang a mountain song when they were playing in the mountains. It's very simple and beautiful, melodious and pleasant. He also dreamed of the scenery of Jiangnan. At that time, when he was twelve years old, his second brother took him to Hangzhou to play, and he once heard the singing voices of the girls who picked lotus, which was gentle and graceful, and intoxicating. At that time, he achieved nothing, but he was carefree. I don't know when, these memories have been hidden deep in his heart and no longer mentioned them.

Jin Baiba, Yue Nu Palace, Qingfeng Hall, Shu Cottage! These names have become something he never forgets. "I don't like it." Peng Wuhope's heart was troubled. He stood up, glanced around, and suddenly said loudly: "I'm going to kill Jin Baiba, pick the Yue Nu Palace, destroy the Qingfeng Hall, and set foot in the Shu Cottage!" I have no hope of making these names disappear forever!" He threw up his head and laughed triumphantly, the sound of a dragon's long laugh echoing for miles, revealing a terrifying determination.

Beside him, Peng Wuxing was sleeping soundly. He immediately shook Fearless's body vigorously and said loudly, "Wake up without fear, wake up without fear!"

Peng Wuxing was drunk, where could he get up. Peng Wuwang sighed, untied a long knife from his waist, matched it on his body, and matched the long knife given by his master on his left waist, and touched it in his arms, the mandarin duck single knife was still there. He nodded in satisfaction and staggered into the passenger compartment of Washington.

"But there are people from the Tiger Dart Bureau who are awake." Peng Wuwang shouted loudly into the wing.

A big man who had just come out of the hut came to his side and said in a rough voice, "Young darthead, you want to find someone to use it?"

Peng Wuwang glanced at him drunkenly, "Who are you?"

The big man smiled innocently and said, "Young dart head, I am the dart master Hou Zaichun."

Peng Wuwang nodded staggeringly and said, "Okay, you are the Bronze Tiger Marquis in the spring. I know, I know."

Hou Zaichun looked at his face and asked with concern, "Shao Dart, are you drunk?"

"Brother Hou," Peng Wuwang grabbed Hou Zaichun's shoulder, "How do we treat you in the Tiger Dart Bureau?" Hou Zaichun immediately said, "Entong rebuilds."

Peng Wuwang nodded, and then said, "Then, how does Situ Bo treat you?"

As soon as Hou Zaichun heard this, tears immediately filled his eyes: "Uncle Situ has been alive for me three times, and it is difficult to repay him in Chun."

Peng Wuwang laughed twice and said, "In this case, are you willing to go up to Bashan with me to avenge Situ Bo and be ashamed of the Flying Tiger Dart Game?"

Hou Zaichun was overjoyed, and immediately said: "Where did the young dart head say come from, I, Hou Zaichun, practiced hard day and night in Washington, and looked forward to killing Shangbashan every day to take revenge, hoping that my neck was long, where was there anyone who was unwilling."

Peng Wuwang was greatly satisfied, and said, "Okay, tonight I want to be single and bloody Bashan, but there is one thing, I have just arrived in Bashu, I am not familiar with the road, and I need someone to lead the way, are you willing to go?"

Hou Zaichun was shocked: "Shao Dart Head wants to go alone?"

Peng Wuwang said, "Yes, scared?"

Hou Zaichun is a bloody man, and he is most afraid that people will say that he is cowardly, so he hurriedly said: "Shao Dart Head said and laughed, how can I, Hou Zaichun, be a person who is afraid of death, as long as you give an order, even if I go to the soup and fire, I will not give up."

"Okay," Peng Wuwang said loudly, "you prepare more oil and spirits, resist the banner of our dart game, and take me to Bashan."

"Okay!" Hou Zaichun didn't think much about it, and immediately went to prepare, and after a while, the spirits and oil each prepared three major altars, carried them on his left shoulder with a flat pole, and held a dart flag embroidered with the Flying Tiger logo in his right hand.

Peng Wuwang raised his ** over the flat pole and said, "You don't have to think about anything, hold the dart flag and show me the way." Hou Zaichun didn't dare to guess Peng Wuhope's thoughts, so he wholeheartedly picked up the dart flag and strode towards Bashan.

There is no need to go into detail along the way, just say that Hou Zaichun took Peng Wuwang along the way, and he had already arrived in front of the gate of Shushan Cottage in less than four watches. The door of Shushan Zhai is as high as several zhang, and there is a bucket on the door, and there are good bows and arrows to guard. In front of the door, there were people standing in front of the village, armed with quick knives and spears. There are also underworld experts in the village who patrol the camp sentry on the left and right, and Wu Tianhong also sent a few capable generals of the Great Liang Dynasty to guard in front of the door, which can be described as fierce.

Peng Wuwang walked to the gate of the village, looked up and down at the gate of the Shushan Village, looked up to the sky and smiled: "What a Shushan village, the firewood is towering, just used to light the fire for warmth." Hou Zaichun looked at the gate of Shushan Cottage and was frightened, but when he heard Peng Wuwang's mocking words, his fear suddenly disappeared, and his heart was full of pride, and he admired the courage of this young dart head from the bottom of his heart.

The sentinels in front of the gate had already discovered Peng Wuhope, who was so drunk and staggering, and when they heard Peng Wuhope's laughter, they were not angry but shocked. It turned out that the Shu cottage has been famous for decades, and there are many enemies in Bashu, but no one has ever dared to scold from the main gate alone. Everyone thinks that this person is either a madman, or he has an earth-shattering art industry.

One of the leaders came out of the crowd and pointed his finger and scolded: "Where did the crazy man come from, he actually went to the gate of Shu Cottage to spread wild, dare to live impatiently?"

Peng Wuwang snorted coldly, turned his head to Hou Zaichun and said, "In Chun, shout."

Hou Zaichun was stunned for a moment. Originally the dart walker shouted the name of his dart bureau on the dart road, while driving away, intending to let the green forest heroes of the three mountains and five mountains know that this dart is protected by the dart bureau, and those who are good and familiar with each other will quickly dodge, and do not cause death or injury in vain. It is inappropriate to use it here.

But Hou Zaichun was a solid-eyed man, and since the dart head commanded, he immediately rushed to Peng Wuwang's side, raised his throat, and shouted: "Flying Tiger--, mighty----。 Hou Zaichun was born as a runner, and was promoted to a dart master after three years, and had worked for three years as a drinker, and his voice was extremely loud, in this silent night, this sentence of the flying tiger was heard for several miles, causing a burst of amazing echoes in the Bashan mountains.

The soldiers and horses of the Shu cottage guarding the gate had never seen such a strange scene, and they were all stunned by Hou Zaichun's shouting, and they didn't know how to respond at all.

Peng Wuwang was very satisfied, laughed a few times, carried a flat shoulder containing fire oil and spirits, walked slowly to Hou Zaichun's side, and said, "Peng Wuwang in the Xia Feihu Dart Bureau, go up the mountain today to ask for a blood debt, those who follow me will live, and those who oppose me will die, you should run for your lives quickly."

At this time, several Liang Dynasty generals guarding the gate of the village all laughed, and one of them laughed: "Who should I be, it turned out to be the miscellaneous pieces of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau, and I drank a few more glasses, and I spread my drunkenness here."

The other general also laughed wildly and said to Peng Wuwang: "Ah, that boy, open your dog's eyes and see, I have many generals in Shu Shanzhai soldiers, and I want to collect blood debts with you, hahahaha, you better go home and eat more mother's milk and come back." This sentence caused all the sentries in front of the gate to laugh together.

Hou Zaichun saw that the young dart head was humiliated, so he was about to step forward desperately, but was pulled behind by Peng Wuwang, only to see Peng Wuwang still with a sneer on his face, and said loudly: "The humane Shu cottage soldiers are brave and brave, and the masters are like clouds, and I think now that they are all pigs and rats with long noses and sharp ears, waiting to be slaughtered, which is really ridiculous." After saying that, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and a breath of true qi gushed out with the heart of the lion's roar of Buddhism, bringing this laughter out of ten miles, like hundreds of gongs and drums sounding in the ears of everyone in Shushanzhai at the same time.

The people who guarded the village immediately screamed and lay down on the ground, rolling back and forth, and large strands of blood gurgled from their ears and noses, and they fainted in a short time.

"It's the roar of the Shaolin lion, everyone attack quickly!" An underworld master guarding the village exclaimed in surprise, and led dozens of patrol masters to rush up.

Peng Wuwang screamed, his body turned like a whirlwind, and three jars of liquor in the flat shoulder shoulder, and three jars of fire oil shot towards everyone like a whirlwind. How could those underworld masters care, punching and kicking, a jar of spirits and a jar of fire oil were smashed on the spot, splashing everyone wetly, while the other four altars were thrown in front of the gate by Peng Wuwang in a special way, smashed to pieces, and oil droplets and liquor splashed everywhere.

Peng Wuwang threw the flat pole casually, pulled out his double knives with a bang, and said, "In the spring, fire folds!" Hou Zaichun reflexively took out the fire folds, shook it in the wind, shook his hand and threw it out. A stream of sparks flew into the crowd of underworld masters who rushed over, and some people wanted to block it with their palms, only to hear the sound of "Peng", this person's palm was ignited first, and then the front of the gate instantly turned into a sea of fire.

The majestic Shu Cottage turned into Shura Hell in a blink of an eye, countless soldiers covered in blood-red flames howled and rolled back and forth, some people were stunned by the smoke, and they were burned alive in a short time, and some people were frightened by the flames outside, and raised their knives to slash and killed many of their companions. Some people kept beating the flames on their bodies, and they didn't dare to step forward far away.

Peng Wuwang was surrounded by more than a dozen underworld masters who were not burned, and he used the "Hengjiang Sword Technique" with both hands, rushing left and right, slashing up and down, and the two long knives turned into two dragons covered in silver flames and rolled up and down, wrapping all these dozen people in the shadow of the knife. After a short time, a master who danced the three-section stick in his hand was slashed off with a knife, and the three-section stick was broken into several sections, and he rolled to the ground screaming. Then, Peng Wuwang slashed at a master who made a ghost head knife. This person made a move on the ghost head knife, and his body shrank to the left. Peng Wuwang raised his knife, and gently and skillfully circled, sweeping from left to right. Where did this person think that Peng Wuwang changed his moves so quickly, and it was too late to resist, he screamed miserably, a right hand, and a head were cut off at the same time, and the blood was marked out, splashing all the companions around him. Everyone was terrified, all kinds of blades danced like crazy, and the rules gradually became chaotic. When Peng Wuwang didn't fight for long, his body rose into the air, his knife caught his feet, and he kicked the three of them with his flicking legs. The three of them flew out upside down straight and straight, and the rice bags fell heavily to the ground, and they saw that they were not alive. An underworld master roared wildly, and the big axe of the mountain slashed towards Peng Wuwang's door like a splash of wind. Peng Wuwang stretched out his long knife, and the latter struck first, slashing heavily at the top door of this person. The man screamed and fell to his knees, and the axe he had chopped out was too late to recover, chopping on his thigh, blood splattering.

Among the crowd, a fat monk with the most courageous strength, dancing a pair of ring knives, holding up a big knife flower, surrounded Peng Wuwang like crazy, slashing horizontally and vertically, and was extremely brave. Peng Wuwang glared angrily and shouted at the monk, "Bah!" , a mouthful of Buddha Gang Qi gushed out, slammed into the monk's face, the monk bled out of the seven orifices, and was shocked to death. The masters who besieged Peng Wuwang saw that the living monk Tu Tie, who had the strongest martial arts, was actually shocked to death by Peng Wuwang, and they were all frightened, and one of them was frightened, his face turned pale, and he was scared to death. The rest of the good players fought a few more times, and were killed by Peng Wuwang like chopping melons and vegetables, and the last few dared to disappear, holding their heads and running away. Peng Wuwang didn't chase after him, but just looked up to the sky and laughed proudly, and his laughter was full of evil spirit.

Hou Zaichun, who was behind him, didn't come back to his senses until this time, and waved the flying tiger dart flag in ecstasy and shouted: "Okay, the young dart head is powerful in Shushan!"