When Zhang Genliu woke up again, he found himself sleeping on a wooden bed, and the room he was in was also made of wooden planks. The room was small, with a maximum of seven or eight people standing.

Crunch!

The wooden door was pushed open, and a young man of seventeen or eighteen walked in. The young man looked dark and thin, and his stature was somewhat short.

"You're awake! It seems that you have picked up a life, thank you for the blessing of God Peng!" When the young man saw Zhang Genliu wake up, he immediately folded his hands and said facing the sky.

"Did you save me?" asked Zhang Genliu.

"I saved you, and it was Peng Shen who saved you!" replied the thin black man.

"Pengshen?" Zhang Genliu was puzzled.

"The Peng God is a god in the sky, and he has always blessed my Peng clan!" the thin black man explained.

"Oh, that's it, where am I now?" Zhang Genliu didn't care about Pengshen, and asked the key question.

"This is the territory of the Peng clan, Pengshen Mountain!" said the thin black man with a smile.

Zhang Genliu heard this, and then chatted for a long time before he asked clearly that this is the southwest of Wuguo. This place is very close to Emperor Wuguo, and they can reach it after half a year's flight.

At first, Zhang Genliu thought it was flying in a spaceship. It wasn't until this young man named Pengsala summoned his wings that Zhang Genliu knew that they were flying with their own wings.

Speaking of his wings, Pensala seemed to be proud. According to him, every year there is a wing competition in the clan, and his wings are the prize of last year's competition.

"Little brother, where are you from? Look at you, you're not from our Peng clan, are you?" asked Pengsala.

"Oh, me, I'm embarrassed to say! My name is Peng Fengliu, and everyone else makes fun of me by my name. You're not going to make fun of me too, are you, Brother Pengsala?" Zhang Genliu casually made up a name, putting on a pitiful look.

"No, Merry Brother, how could I be that kind of person?" Penthalla visibly wanted to laugh, but tried to hold back.

I've lived in a remote ravine since I was a child, and I just want to see the outside world. When I grew up so big, I didn't even know that our Peng clan had a wing-grabbing competition! All this time, no one taught me. No one even told me about praying to the god of Peng!" Zhang Genliu said with a crying face, and the more he talked, the more miserable he became.

Seeing this, Pensala next to him didn't laugh at him. He also comforted Zhang Genliu and reassured him that he would explain the Peng clan to Zhang Genliu in the shortest possible time.

After chatting for a long time, Pengsala was finally confused by Zhang Genliu. The reason why Zhang Genliu lied was mainly because he was worried that his news would leak out, and the Wu Congress would send people to arrest him.

In the chat just now, Zhang Genliu used the suggestion technique of the snail demon, otherwise Pengsara would not have believed Zhang Genliu so quickly.

After Pensala left, Zhang Genliu used the power of the blood to heal himself. In just a few moments, all the injuries on his body were repaired, and he was even healthier than before he was injured. Zhang Genliu then named the bright white smoke the power of regeneration.

A few days later, Zhang Genliu finally understood the general situation of the Peng clan. It's not so much a race as a small kingdom. The total area of the Peng nationality is the size of a province in Qi country. Most of the people in the whole clan have the surname Peng, and the specific origin is no longer exquisite.

The place where Pensala lives, called the town of White Feather. There are many cultivators here, but there are very few high-ranking monks.

On this day, Zhang Genliu couldn't pretend to be sick anymore, so he told Pengsala that he was much better. Let Pensala take her around town, it will be good for the injury.

"Merry brother, whatever you want to eat in White Feather Town, I'll invite you. Ahead is the best restaurant in town, let's eat the meat of the beast today!" Pengsala said proudly, holding the money bag in his hand.

As soon as Zhang Genliu heard the voice, he knew that it was full of gold coins, and there was not a single yuan crystal. It can be seen that the consumption level here cannot be compared with that of Qi at all. Even when the peach village traded with other villages, most of the currency was yuanjing, and gold coins were very rare.

Usually one low-grade Yuan Crystal is equal to 10,000 gold coins, one gold coin is equal to one hundred silver coins, and one silver coin is equal to one hundred copper coins. Pensala is proud because there are a lot of people here who use silver coins, and even copper coins.

The two came to a decent restaurant, and then ordered more than ten catties of giant venison. Soon the venison was served, and Zhang Genliu tasted it, and it tasted really good.

Just as the two of them were eating with their mouths full of oil, a team of horses came outside.

"Is the boss here?" shouted a shirtless man in the horse team at the door.

This man was clearly the escort of the horse team, because in the middle of a white horse sat a young man in fine clothes. The man was about 20 years old, and he was neatly dressed. Not to mention anything else, it can be seen from the tiger skin cloak that this person must be a noble child.

"A few guest officers, I don't know what to look for?" the restaurant owner came out of the back kitchen and said slowly. This is a pot-bellied old man, who walks with a faltering step, and his realm is only the second layer of vitality.

"Naturally, you're here for dinner! Lucky for you, my master has chartered your shop! Now drive away all the diners in your shop, and serve all the good dishes in your shop!" said the shirtless man loudly.

At this moment, the diners in the restaurant are glaring angrily. No matter what country or city you are in, no one will be happy to meet such a person.

"What do you see, one person will reward you with ten Yuan Crystals, and give me all of them!" the man roared angrily, and then really took out a large handful of Yuan Crystals and smashed them on everyone.

This kind of Hua Yuanjing driving people away may be effective if it is in other parts of the Martial Kingdom. After all, Yuanjing is a rare item here, and it can be seen from the consumption level here. But the people here don't buy it at all, and I don't know if it's the people of the Peng tribe who have always been like this.

A Yuan crystal happened to fall into Zhang Genliu's bowl, and Zhang Genliu's face suddenly turned cold. Before Zhang Genliu could get angry, the four men at the table next to him drew their knives and rushed forward. Suddenly, all kinds of combat skills were everywhere, and the scene was a mess.

Then the other diners in the restaurant rushed over, and Pensala was no exception. Seeing this, Zhang Genliu couldn't sit still, so he could only follow Pengsara to make a move.

There are a total of twenty-two opponents, and most of their strength is at the peak of the warriors. Among them, four of them had reached the realm of war madness, and there was also a war spirit, and the young man in gorgeous clothes was only eight layers of warriors.

Half of the people on the side of White Feather Town are in the Yuan Qi Realm and half in the Warrior Realm, and the disparity in strength is too great. Then I don't know which diner shouted, and hundreds of people came from all sides of the town. Suddenly, more than 20 people were in a hurry, and in a short time someone was killed.

Zhang Genliu took advantage of the chaos to cast the Nine Shadows Floating Wind Step, and punched the young man in Chinese clothes in the abdomen with a bone-shattering move. He then ripped off his storage ring and retreated to the edge of the crowd. Before Zhang Genliu could be happy, he heard Pengsala's scream, and his voice was very poignant.

Zhang Genliu was shocked, it turned out that Pengsara had one of his arms torn off by the war spirit. Pensala is usually honest, and when he saw that the people in the town rushed up, he also rushed to the front.

Ignoring anything else, he rushed over and dragged Pensala to the outskirts of the crowd. Looking at Pengsala's painful wail, Zhang Genliu was also helpless. Now there are many people, and it is not good to exert the power of regeneration here. He had to seal his meridians so that he would not bleed to death.

Ahh......h

Then a series of screams sounded, Zhang Genliu turned his head to look, only to see that many people were torn apart. The lucky ones only lost one arm, and the unlucky ones died on the spot. Although he only stayed in this town for seven or eight days, the people in this town felt good about Zhang Genliu.

At the moment, there are many things to care about, and hundreds of people can't help the war spirit. If you continue to kill like this, the people of the town will have to die.

So Zhang Genliu rushed forward, and the bone-shattering fist condensed again, and smashed the war spirit with a punch. The war spirit reacted quickly, and quickly raised his fist to hit Zhang Genliu. Both of them took a few steps back, and everyone who watched this scene praised it.

After that, Zhang Genliu cast the Nine Shadows Drifting Wind Step, and the war spirit bombarded again and again, and for a while, neither side could take anyone. Zhang Genliu knew that he would definitely suffer if he continued like this, at least the other party's realm was there.

Now he can draw the battle because of the strength of the Bone Crushing Fist, and the absorption of a lot of vitality in the essence and blood. Since cultivating the Empty Swimming Skill, Zhang Genliu has found that his physical strength has become stronger and stronger.

The little pickaxe must not be taken out now, and once this thing is taken out, he will definitely not be able to get out of the martial country. And the Kun Flame Fire can't be used, as long as it is slightly urged, it is estimated that someone will find him in less than three days.

The opponent's fist speed is very fast, even if he wants to take the small pickaxe, he can't free his hand. At this critical juncture, it suddenly occurred to me that some of the illusions of the snail demon were completely performed with the power of the primordial gods. No longer hesitating at the moment, the original god casts ecstasy, and the target is directly aimed at the opponent.

Then the battle spirit's movements were obviously much slower, and he seized the opportunity and punched his dantian. Seeing that the other party's dantian was destroyed, Zhang Genliu also pretended to be physically exhausted and fell to the ground. He was then carried to the side of the road by the people of White Feather Town, and the war spirit was then killed by everyone.

At this point, the riot came to an end. All twenty-two people in that group were killed, and Bai Yu Town also killed more than fifty people.

Jang Genliu and Pensala were carried back to their quarters, and then a doctor from the town came to give Pensala an arm. Although there is no hope, something is better than nothing.

When Pensala's arm was retrieved, he said he was completely unconscious. Zhang Genliu had no choice but to comfort him and said, "Sleep, I will have consciousness tomorrow morning." ”

Pensala knew that Zhang Genliu was comforting herself, but it was not easy to say it, so she nodded and fell asleep.

Zhang Genliu saw that he was indeed asleep, so he got up and performed hypnotism to make him sleep more deeply. He then uses the power of regeneration to help him repair his arm.