From Qingzhou Road, there are still hundreds of miles away from Chang'an, and you need to pass through Jiyin, Rongyang, Luoyang and Shangluo, and finally be able to reach Chang'an, Guanzhong. However, Peng Wuwang could no longer bear the dry food prepared for the darts in the dart game, and shouted all day long to find a hotel to have a good meal. Although Peng Wuxing is experienced, he didn't yell like Peng Wuwang, but the dry food he carried with him was dry and unpalatable, and he came out of Tai'an and traveled hundreds of miles in a hurry, and he didn't eat meat for several days, and he couldn't stand it a little.

"Fourth brother," Peng Wuwang suddenly asked, "What kind of dart did you say we were protecting this trip?"

Peng looked left and right vigilantly for a long time before he said mysteriously, "It's not trivial, it's not trivial. This dart is to send Mr. Fang Baitong's newly revised first record in the world to Mr. Ouyang Xizhao, a veteran of the Guanzhong Sword Sect, a famous martial arts scholar in Guanzhong, to read it."

"Hey, what was I! It's just a book!" Peng Wuwang patted his head, "Is it enough for me alone. Is that book heavy?"

"Hey, no, no, no. You have no idea how popular this book is, especially this edition. After Mr. Fang finished writing each edition of the world's first record, he would always wait for two or three years, and wait until the ranking on the book had become yesterday's yellow flower, and then send the book to Chang'an for publication. Otherwise, those martial arts masters who have not been rated as the number one in the world, as soon as they see this book, they will immediately find those masters who have been rated as the first, or duel, or make secret moves, in short, they must be included in the roster until their rankings are listed. The world's martial arts will be eventful from now on. However, this time, Mr. Ouyang, with a big face, solemnly asked Mr. Fang to lend him a sneak peek of the new version of the world's first record. Think about it, this book was written less than a month ago, and it is full of the latest rankings of martial arts. Also, this new edition of the world's first record sells for a price comparable to gold, and if anyone has this book and reprints it for publication, even if it is a hundred taels of gold, he can sell one or two hundred copies casually. That's not it. So, those gangs under the rivers and lakes still don't salivate over our dart?"

"Wow, why do you want us to protect such an important dart?"

"This is the second brother's plan, let's protect this dart, which is the dart silver that Duan Million, a wealthy businessman in Tai'an, wants to transport to Chang'an Zhenguan Qianzhuang, which is genuine. But this dart is in my arms."

"No, no matter what, such a big dart, you really should let the eldest brother come to help." Peng Wuwang shook his head vigorously.

"Hey!" Peng shook his head proudly, "Talking about stratagems with an intelligent person like you is simply talking about love with a mule, and it's completely in vain. If the eldest brother comes to protect this dart, it will be useless, and everyone wants to get that the eldest brother actually wants to protect this secret dart. Only if we protect it, people will not be suspicious. Didn't you notice? Recently, the dart game has been galloping outside and inward, just to relax the vigilance of the enemy."

Peng Wuwang snorted, "You guy, these words were said to you by the second brother, right?"

"How do you know?" Peng Wuxing was taken aback.

"Fool, if you can say this with your intelligence, then the monkey will also make our family's Pengmen sword technique."

"I'm not that stupid, am I? Third brother, you're too much!"

"I learned from you."

The two brothers were arguing happily, and the executioners in front of them suddenly cheered: "Less dart! There is a small hotel with pig's head, sheep's head and fat chicken, and there is meat to eat!"

"It's finally time for this day!" Peng Wu was afraid to shout loudly, "Brothers, speed up your pace and rush!"

The darts shouted a burst of cheers and rushed towards the small hotel at an unprecedented speed.

"Kill the chicken, cut the beef, down, hurry, the brothers still have to hurry." Before his ass touched the chair, Peng Wuwang couldn't wait to shout loudly.

Peng Wuxing also shouted: "Shopkeeper, serve wine, serve wine, fill up the yellow soup and go on the road."

The executioners sat on the ground outside the small hotel and took care of the dart carts. The dart masters took off their hats and poured into the hotel, immediately taking up all the seats in the store. The shopkeeper and the guys of this hotel immediately got busy, serving wine and killing chickens, a fiery scene.

The shopkeeper said to the Peng brothers with a smile on his face, "Two guest officers, where are you going?"

Peng Wuxing raised his head proudly and said, "Hehe, boss, our buddies are going to Chang'an, the capital, for a walk."

"Oh, Chang'an City?" The shopkeeper's face was full of envy, "Chang'an City is not close to here, and customs clearance documents are also rare, the two guest officials are really blessed, to be able to go to the prosperous and wealthy Chang'an City to play, we people in small places, we dare not dream of it."

"Of course, hehe, our Flying Tiger Dart Bureau, west to Chang'an, east to Penglai, north to Liaodong, south to Jiangdu, wherever the dart flag goes, all pass unimpeded." Peng Wuxing was even more energetic.

"Boss, let's take this road when we come back, if there is anything you want us to bring for you from Chang'an, just say." Peng said generously.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't imagine that Peng Wuwang had such a good heart. He coughed and said, "How dare I have such extravagant hopes, the guest officer laughed." After saying that, I confessed and went to the kitchen to urge the food.

At this time, Peng Wuwang suddenly felt cold and shivering, and his face suddenly turned pale. Peng Wuxing looked at it in his eyes and asked strangely, "Third brother, what's wrong with you, you're not feeling well?"

"No," Peng Wuhopeless said in a deep voice, "Grandma's, murderous."

"Of course," Peng Wuxian laughed, "Chickens are being killed in the kitchen, so it's no wonder if there's no murderous aura."

"That's what I said," Peng Wuwang suddenly realized, and slapped his head hard.

"What a fuss, third brother," Peng Wuxing suddenly whispered, "It's embarrassing."

"Go, you're not big or small." Peng Wuwang threw a punch at Fearless.

"Food," cheered a dart master, and the shopkeepers put the freshly prepared hot meal on the table, followed by jars of good wine. White chopped chicken and stewed beef fill the table. Peng Wuxing and the darts immediately drank five or six and opened their mouths to chew.

Peng Wuwang hurriedly said, "Brothers and sisters, we are drunk for three minutes, and we have to hurry."

"Don't worry, these guys have their own measure, third brother, you can have a drink too." Peng Wuxing reached out and brought a jar of wine, and was about to pour it into Peng Wuwang's wine glass.

"Hey, fourth brother, you forgot, I don't like to drink. Drinking and mishapping." Peng Wuwang hurriedly said.

"Hey, third brother, it's a pity that you owe such a great enjoyment in your life, incomplete, incomplete." Peng Wuxing smiled, and as soon as the words fell, another big bowl of wine was in his stomach.

Peng Wuwang recalled the situation of drinking with the master in Tianmu Mountain, and thought that since then, it was difficult to see the master, and he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. He stretched out his chopsticks, added a bite of chicken, put it in his mouth, chewed it vigorously, and couldn't help but feel stunned. It turned out that there was a strange sour taste in the white chopped chicken, not like vinegar, and the taste was strange, which completely destroyed the flavor of the white chopped chicken. Peng Wuwang was very bored in his heart, and spit out the chicken in one bite. Then, he ate another piece of beef stew. In the beef stew, the same strange sour taste is revealed, and the good flavor of the stew is destroyed.

"Phew," Peng Wuwang spat out the beef in one gulp, and said angrily, "What's going on, these meals are so weirdly cooked, how can the stewed beef have an unpleasant sour smell if it's so good to chop the chicken."

"There's something sour there!" Peng Wuxing smiled and said, "Third brother, you can't have a taste problem, right?"

"Hey, Fourth Brother," Peng Wuwang said, "Your third brother and I were already masters of cooking three years ago, and my cultivation at the Qingzhou Hotel made me even more proficient in cooking, can't I smell the strange smell in the dishes?"

Peng Wuxing was about to say more, suddenly his mind was dizzy, he was experienced in the rivers and lakes, and he immediately knew that it was not good, and shouted, "Good thief, use sweat medicine." After speaking, he kicked over the dinner table and pulled out the double knife on his back. The dart masters in the store are all staggering, and the poisoning is deep, and they are all about to faint when they see it. Outside the store, a small half of the runners had not yet had a chance to eat, so they were still standing. They heard Peng Wuju's shouting, and hurriedly everyone used their guns to protect the dart cart.

Peng Wuwang also picked up the Pu knife given to him by his eldest brother Peng Wuji, protected Peng Wuxian, and shouted, "Friends on that line, please show up."

A smug laugh came from the back of the store, and dozens of black-clad men poured out, led by three murderers in exhaustive shapes. The leading one, with a large head and a small body, eyes like copper bells, three mustaches stretched out, a snow-bright long knife about four feet long in his left hand, and an iron shield in his right hand. The second was slender, with a pale face, a pair of thin eyes revealing a sinister and vicious expression, and a judge's pen in each hand. The third person has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a bloody mouth, a full beard, and a hammer the size of a watermelon in one arm.

"I can't imagine that the second heartthrob didn't finish the work, and there was a dart head standing." The giant man with the hammer chuckled grimly.

"Hmph, what's so scary about a darthead." The leader of the fierce man gave an order, and dozens of big men swarmed out, instantly surrounding the darts inside and outside the hotel.

At this time, Peng Wuxing had already fallen asleep in a groggy state, and in the dart game, only Peng Wuwang was the only one who could take the lead in speaking.

Peng Wuwang immediately shouted decisively, "Drag the darts under the dart cart, quickly." The remaining dozen or so executioners immediately divided into six people and rushed into the store, dragging the overturned dart masters and Peng Wuxing out of the store.

"You're so daring," the lead fierce man shouted, "Up." Seven or eight black-clothed men were snatched out of the four places, and the sword was as bright as snow, and they rushed towards the six executioners.

"Pick up." Peng Wuwang screamed, and the sword shook, and the bright sword light immediately covered the seven or eight big men. Seventeen or eighteen steel knives seemed to appear in front of these big men, and the knives beckoned to their vital points. In panic, they wielded their knives desperately, blocking the east and west, and making a mess. There was only a series of clanging explosions, followed by a scream, and seven or eight big men flew out of the hotel and fell to the ground. Three of them had their belts broken, three had their shirts cut into twenty-seven or eight pieces, and three others were hit with soreness and shook on the ground.

The executioners behind Peng Wuwang thought that their lives were in danger and that they were in danger. However, as soon as Peng Wuwang came on the field, he showed such a shocking sword technique, which immediately ignited their fighting spirit for survival, cheered in unison, and their morale became high.

The leading murderer was stunned for a moment, and said sharply: "Good boy, the old ambassador of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau has a gun, the second brother makes a fan, and the fourth one has a double knife, and you are a good hand at making a knife when you run out there."

Peng Wuwang said proudly, "Hehe, are you afraid? If you're afraid, just talk, I'll let you go. I'm the third in the Tiger game. Bodyguards came out for the first time today. You've missed me, a master, and even if you lose all your efforts this time, let's hurry up."

The leading murderer looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Okay, the afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrible. I have been roaming the rivers and lakes for 30 years, and no junior has dared to speak such a wild word in front of me."

The executioners of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau immediately exploded, and Peng Wuwang hurriedly asked the executioner beside him, "What's wrong with you, is Li Xiaotian's reputation very famous?"

"Young dart head," the executioner replied tremblingly, "Li Xiaotian is the chief scoop of the eighteen villages in the green forest of Hebei, known as the horizontal knife ghost sorrow, once defeated more than 30 masters of the three factions, seven gangs and eighteen villages in Hebei, and is known as the first knife in Hebei. That pale-faced man must be Li Xiaotian's sworn brother, known as Lu Buyou, who is a dead ghost. His judge pen is also a must in Hebei martial arts, claiming to be able to connect the seventy-two acupoints of the human body in a snap of his fingers. However, his most powerful thing is intrigue and intrigues, which is really scary for everyone. That third child must be Li Xiaotian's second sworn brother, the town ghost hammer Zuo Lianshan, his divine power is amazing, and he beats the drum and hammers Fawei Town Hebei with one hand. This time, the lineup is so strong."

"Understood," Peng Wuwang hurriedly straightened his waist and said loudly, "Your predecessors are also famous figures in the martial arts, why do you use such despicable means to plot against our inconspicuous little dart."

"Hmph, dart." Li Xiaotian sneered, "Who dares to say that the first record in the world is a small dart?"

Peng Wuwang trembled in his heart: "Come on, it's a goof."

"Even if you are unlucky in the Tiger Dart Bureau, someone has already released the news that you are ready to go to Chang'an for the first time in the world." Lu Buyou, who had not spoken, suddenly said, "I have calculated it, and I always feel that your dart is suspicious. So I expected that the first record in the world must be hidden in this dart. With heartthrobs, I don't want to hurt people's lives. But this time we showed our faces, and we want to intercept such a hot thing as the world's first record, and it is inevitable that we will kill you. Hmph, don't blame us for being ruthless."

"Kill people and kill people," Peng Wuwang smiled, "If you want to get beauty, even if it's just me, you may not be able to keep it, and you still want to kill us cleanly?" Don't even think about it."

"Stinky boy, what a guts." The Ghost Suppression Hammer Zuo Lianshan roared, and with a wave of the hammer in his right hand, the black shadow flickered, and the hammer the size of a watermelon had already come to the front door. Peng Wuwang dodged the hammer in a flash, his hands shook, and the knife flashed, directly taking Zuo Lianshan's neck. Zuo Lianshan shrank his neck and hid his head, and the hammer struck, enveloping all the vital points below Peng Wuwang's knees. Peng Wuwang jumped up, Pu Dao unfurled, and "pounced" drew three knife shadows, striking Zuo Lianshan's head, chest and abdomen. Zuo Lianshan's right leg was slightly bent, he grabbed the hammer with both hands, and with his left foot as the fulcrum, he turned around, and the hammer danced in a circle, completely disintegrating Peng's hopeless offensive. Peng Wuwang shouted hello, let go of his left hand, stretched forward his right hand, and only used two fingers to clamp the Pu knife, and the whole Pu knife grabbed the hammer shadow of Zuo Lianshan like a single whip, and took Zuo Lianshan's lower abdomen.

This series of offensive and defensive transitions was dizzying, and even Li Xiaotian and Lu Buyou, who were watching the battle, felt breathtaking, and secretly praised Peng Wuhope's amazing sword skills. Li Xiaotian, who has higher eyesight, has already seen that Peng Wuwang has gained an advantage through strange sword techniques in this round of confrontation, and his sword skills will be fully unfolded because of Zuo Lianshan's repeated defensive positions.

Zuo Lianshan let out an angry roar, took a few steps back, and danced with drums and hammers to the point that it was difficult to enter. Peng Wuwang made the knife with one hand, and the six-foot-long Pu knife circled around the left mountain, up or down, left or right, three in the front and four in the back, five on the left and six on the right, so busy that the left Lianshan screamed. Huo Ran, Peng Wuwang took a step forward, holding the knife in both hands, thousands of knife lights, turned into a strand, and slashed head-on to the left mountain. Zuo Lianshan broke off with a snort, struggled to lift the hammer, and struck at the long knife. This hammer is the result of his life's work, and it is not trivial. Li Xiaotian and Lu Buyou knew that victory or defeat was in this move, and hurriedly stepped forward. Peng Wuwang smiled leisurely at an inopportune time, his move changed suddenly, his left hand let go of the hand holding the knife, and with a slight turn of his right hand, the downward chopping Pu knife turned in a circle, and it turned into an upward move, picking at Zuo Lianshan's throat. Zuo Lianshan's life's work gathered a blow that actually hit the air, the feeling of using the wrong force, made him so sad that he wanted to vomit blood, seeing that Peng's hopeless Pu knife had been picked to the throat, but he had exhausted his moves, he couldn't help but let out a desperate roar.

"Oh no!" Li Xiaotian and Lu Buyou flew at the same time. At the same time, Peng Wuwang Pu Dao avoided Zuo Lianshan's throat and picked up Zuo Lianshan's single hammer. Zuo Lianshan's hands were already prostrated and weak because of the wrong use of force, and the single hammer immediately flew out of his hands, and he turned to fly and pounced, and Lu and the others shot away. Li Xiaotian and Lu Buyou had no choice but to shoot at the same time and work together to open the flying hammer, but because they were slow, they couldn't get Zuo Lianshan out of trouble. Zuo Lianshan had already stood on the spot with his head down, and was restrained by Peng Wuwang's magic knife.

"Good swordsmanship!" Li Xiaotian strode towards the middle of the field, "Since the third brother is in your hands, we have nothing to say, even if we plant this dart."

"Haha, no!" Peng Wuwang put away the Pu knife and said to Zuo Liantian, "This uncle's hammer technique is really powerful, but I have put special effort into the knife technique of breaking the hammer, so I was lucky enough to win a move and a half, so I don't have to take it to heart."

Zuo Lianshan's face was flushed, and he was both glad that Peng Wuwang spared his life, and grateful that he had saved his face, and hugged his fist to Peng Wuwang again and again, but because of his clumsy mouth, he couldn't say a decent word. "Third brother, come back." Although Lu Wuyou also had a good impression of Peng Wuwangyi's interpretation of Zuo Lianshan, however, the two sides were fighting, and Zuo Lianshan was in danger, so he called out to avoid having too many dreams at night.

"Well, little brother, I praised you for your good knife skills just now, and this time, I have to say a good man. Aren't you afraid that we'll turn around and do it?" Li Xiaotian said with a smile.

"I think a manly man stands between heaven and earth, but he has a clear conscience. Pushing oneself and others, everyone looks dignified, and everyone should be of the same mind. If you turn your face and do it, no matter whether you succeed or not, in the days to come, every time you think about it, how can you be at peace in your heart?" Peng Wuwang said aloud, and his words were awe-inspiring, revealing his deep belief in his words.

"Well said!" Lu Buyou and Li Xiaotian showed a look of appreciation in their eyes, and with a wave of Lu Buyou's hand, a blue gourd-shaped porcelain bottle flew over. Peng Wuwang took it and was stunned for a moment.

"The antidote to the heartthrob, one pill per person, the poison is self-healing." Lu Buyou said loudly.

Peng was hopeless and overjoyed, and hurriedly handed the antidote to an executioner beside him and instructed him to rescue him immediately. Then, he walked to Peng Wuxing's side, squatted down, and took out the world's first record in the martial arts that everyone in the martial arts wanted and was willing to get from his arms.

Everyone was stunned, not knowing what he wanted to do.

I saw Peng Wuwang shake his hand, threw the world's first record in the center of the field, and then said loudly: "The world's first record is here, if you can beat me, please watch it at will."

"Above board, well, sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, as it should be." Li Xiaotian praised repeatedly, and the four-foot long knife was raised, "Good boy, I don't know when such a heroic figure came out of the Peng Family Dart Bureau. The old man crisscrossed Hebei, relying on his own seven horizontal knife styles, each style of seven moves, each move changes a number of times, and the corresponding birth. If you can catch my forty-nine moves, our brother will pat his ass and leave. How."

"Junior Peng Wuwang," Peng Wuwang said excitedly, "I am very happy to meet a master today, everything is according to what my predecessor said."

"Okay." Li Xiaotian burst into a shout, jumped up in the air, and the four-foot long knife swept across the air like lightning, and in an instant, it crossed a distance of four zhang, and seven sword shadows, like seven white rainbows, shrouded Peng Wuhope's upper, middle and lower nine key points, and his left hand danced an iron shield obliquely, and the shield swept Peng Wuhope's left shoulder. The cold murderous aura surrounded Peng Wuhope.

Peng Wuwang only felt that his whole body was almost frozen by the fierce sword qi of the Mighty Screaming Heavenly Forest, and the skin around his body shivered, as if he was bound by a stream of qualitative and invisible sword qi.

However, Li Xiaotian's sharp sword technique also hit Peng Wu's pride in fighting for victory, he let out a long roar, his body jumped backwards suddenly, and he retreated four feet, avoiding the first sword technique of Li Xiaotian's seven-style beads. Li Xiaotian shouted again, the sword light skyrocketed, as if a knife light more than a foot long, the snowflake-like knife light transformed into infinite changes, and twenty-one thunderous and swift sword lights covered Peng Hopeless.

Peng Wuwang's retreating figure at this time slammed suddenly, and Huo Ran turned into a posture of rushing forward. The six-foot-long Pu knife was handed over to his right hand, and the brilliant blade suddenly flashed with dazzling brilliance, as if the clouds on the edge of the rainbow were lightly and swiftly rushing towards the roaring sky. And Peng's hopeless figure seemed to turn into a ghost, and forced through the sword net of Li Xiaotian and pressed straight towards him.

Li Xiaotian's heart was shocked, no one had ever been able to counterattack without delay under the attack of the most powerful three-flower gathering top style in his horizontal sword seven styles.

In an instant, Peng Wuwang's strong sword qi rushed towards him, Li Xiaotian only snorted, held up the iron shield, and desperately protected the vital points around his body, and the four-foot long knife withdrew his moves, turning into a circle of knife rings to protect his waist. "Ding Ding Ding Ding" Dozens of bean-like blade strikes came, and Peng Wuwang's dozens of incomparable offensive knife techniques were completely sealed by Li Xiaotian's iron shield and long knife, but he also defended the strong offensive of Li Xiaotian's three flowers. I saw that Li Xiaotian retreated three steps in a row before he could gain a firm foothold, and it turned out that he was forced to turn attack to punctuality and suffered a solid loss.

Peng Wuwang let out another long howl, Pu Dao unfolded, green smoke drifted to Li Xiaotian's left side, his left foot supported the ground, his body turned like a whirlwind, and Pu Dao slashed Li Xiaotian's neck head-on.

Li Xiaotian stepped on the Seven Star Steps, the iron shield flew diagonally, and the sword flowers were scattered, using the most stable defensive position of the Seven Horizontal Knife Styles "Iron Bucket Mountains and Rivers", and the long knife danced out a net of silver flowers, defusing Peng's hopeless offensive. This iron bucket mountain river has a total of 174 hand knife moves, and the chain can turn the chain attack of seven or eight people into invisibility, and the skill has reached a high and profound place, even if it is a head-on water wave, it can be blocked completely, so that not a drop of water will be touched. Li Xiaotian hopes to use this trick to establish himself in an invincible position first, induce Peng Wuwang to continue to attack, and then seek a way to counterattack when he can't attack for a long time and his heart is anxious. This is also the reason why Peng Wuwang's knife technique is so strong that his always strong knife style cannot be used, and he is cowardly. If Peng Wuwang knew what Li Xiaotian was thinking now, he would definitely be proud.

Li Xiaotian Iron Bucket Mountains and Rivers made a move, the sword and shield did not stop, and he made more than 30 knife moves in one breath, and then looked closely, only to see that Peng Wuwang did not attack at all, but just took the knife and stood aside to watch. It turned out that during the half-pillar of incense just now, I saw that Li Xiaotian was busy all the time, and Peng Wuwang was simply standing and enjoying the coolness.

The darts of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau on the side had already laughed, but Li Xiaotian's two righteous brothers had strange expressions and seemed to be desperately holding back laughter.

Li Xiaotian's face immediately turned red, and he jumped to the side, and said angrily, "Hey, boy, what are you doing, watching me play monkey show? Why don't you attack?" Peng Wuwang was also a little embarrassed, coughed, and said, "This, this, senior, this is your move on the defensive, splashing water is difficult to enter, only if you don't attack, you can break it!"

Li Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what his dead ghost master had said: If it is purely on the defensive, even if it is invincible in the world and difficult to enter the defensive, there are insurmountable shortcomings. Thinking about it now, Peng Wuwang just stood still, turning the iron bucket mountains and rivers into a futile joke, and he had really reached an extremely high level in the martial arts. Because of the confrontation of masters, when fighting, the enemy attacks and defends, the enemy defends and I attack, you come and go, the conversion of attack and defense is like lightning and flint, how can you think about it, if you can't be between the moves, the mind is lively, and you can take into account the overall situation, you must not be like the current Peng Wuhope, just as soon as you fight, you can see the simple defensive position of the iron bucket mountains and rivers, and decide to overcome it without attacking. In contrast, Li Xiaotian had to wait until more than thirty moves before he realized that Peng Wuwang's technique was really inferior.

Li Xiaotian sighed and said, "Boy, you have broken the most aggressive offensive and the most stable defensive position in my Seven Horizontal Knife Styles, although there are still five moves in the Seven Horizontal Sword Styles, there is no need to take them out to be embarrassed, this time we can't admit it." Haha, boy, I have benefited a lot from fighting with you, if my sword skills as a half-grown old man can be further improved in the future, it is all thanks to you!"

Peng Wuwang gave up his hand again and again, and said with a smile: "Thank you Senior Li for your mercy, in fact, the difference between high and low martial arts is only a small section. To be able to be as cheerful and upright as my predecessors is a little bit interesting."

When Li Xiaotian heard this, his heart was very useful, and the loss in the martial arts competition just now was swept away, and he laughed and said, "Little brother speaks, it is very interesting."

Zuo Lianshan also smiled and said, "Big brother, listening to his words, suddenly I also feel that I am also very remarkable."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Li Xiaotian said again: "Little brother, I see that you are very close to you, and I really want to worship you, but after thinking about it, you are a bodyguard, I am a robber, and I can't get together because of the different furnaces. In this way, we will not touch the darts from the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau to Hebei."

Everyone in the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau was overjoyed, and Peng Wuwang hurriedly thanked him.

However, Li Xiaotian's second brother Lu Buxian was a little unhappy at this time, because he had never had the opportunity to compete with Peng Wuwang. He was very conceited about his acupuncture strokes, and thought to himself, "If Peng Wuwang is allowed to compete with himself in acupoint kung fu, he may not lose, at least he can save a little face, and the boss does not have to make such a promise of great loss."

At this time, Li Xiaotian and the people in the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau were very happy and enthusiastic. Peng Wuwang and Peng Wuxing, who had just woken up, had already called Li Xiaotian and Zuo Liantian brothers, and agreed with each other that they would see each other one day. Peng Wuxing, who was crazy, hit it off with Zuo Lianshan at first sight, and agreed to go to the Qinglou brothel villages in Youzhou, Hebei and Yizhou to find a secluded visit together.

Even if Lu Buyou wanted to put forward another proposal for a competition, he would not be able to achieve it, and it was more likely to cause dissatisfaction among Li Xiaotian and Zuo Lianshan. He sighed and remained silent.

At this time, Li Xiaotian smiled and said to Peng Wuwang, "My brothers were pointed to by the elder brother, and now they can be unlocked, right?"

Peng Wuwang patted his head desperately: "Forget, forget, really damn, really damn." After that, his right palm slapped the long table in front of him, a tube of chopsticks on the table, jumped off the table, Peng Wuwang then waved his palm, hit the upper edge of the bamboo tube, and several pairs of chopsticks in the tube shot out and flew straight to a few of Li Xiaotian's subordinates who were lying seven or eight zhang away.

Listening to a few snapping sounds, those big men rose in response to the chopsticks, full of energy, and did not look sluggish. "What a powerful acupuncture point solving kung fu!" Lu Buyou was secretly speechless, secretly glad that he did not face Peng Wuhope.

At this time, Peng Wuwang and Peng Wuxing had already sorted out the dart team and were ready to go, Peng Wuxing turned around and said, "Big brothers, remember the agreement, we will definitely come to Hebei as a guest!"

"Yes! Welcome, welcome!" Lu Buyou hurriedly said. Li Xiaotian and Zuo Lianshan glanced at each other and laughed.