There were forty men in a chariot and horse, and the six horsemen in the front were all dressed in black, all of them were thirty or forty years old, and their swords and swords were hung on the saddles. After six people, two apricot yellow flags, a flying dragon flag, a flying tiger flag, after the two flags each wrote a "dart" word, four flags behind a square flag hung on the big pole, on the word "Weiyuan".

Behind the flags were ten horse-drawn carriages, each with a large wooden box of copper. On the left and right sides of the vehicle were strong men in their twenties and thirties, each with weapons on both sides.

"Senior Brother Wang, our Weiyuan dart game is also one of the top ten dart games in the world, although it is at the bottom, but there are also our numbers on the rivers and lakes, go to the 'factory' dart, look at you nervous, we have walked six or seven times before and after this road, familiar with the road, what are you afraid of?" A young man in his twenties rode on a horse, and saw that the sword in his left hand was gilt and inlaid with gems, and he should be a person with status in the dart game.

"Senior Brother Shi, be careful to make the Wannian Ship, do our business, when your heart is relaxed, when your head will be gone. The person who spoke was nearly thirty years old, riding a tall horse, walking at the head of the team, which should be the head of the dart this trip, and several forty or fifty-year-old dart masters next to him also looked at the head of his horse. This person's surname is Wang Yunpeng, a good kung fu person and easy-going, and he usually thinks about everyone, and he is one of the few "promising" young people in the dart game.

"My father is called Shi Dangdang, who doesn't know in this Yuebei area, who dares to come here to rob darts, report my father's name, and don't scare them to death. The little dart master surnamed Shi was boasting about his father's reputation again. In the entire dart team, there is no one who does not hate this open-mouthed, arrogant and incompetent guy. If it weren't for the fact that his father was the third-ranked dart master in the dart game, he once fought two hundred horses alone, and saved the dart game when he was at a low point of integrity, how could anyone pay attention to this kid, and he couldn't get to the dark after being beaten eight times a day. It's a pity, Old Man Shi is such an only son, he is really reluctant to discipline, the hero is in the twilight, the children and grandchildren are incompetent, sad.

"Snort...... Boom. After the sound of the arrows, the shouts of killing could be heard on the hillsides on both sides, and in an instant one or two hundred people rushed up with big guns and steel forks, and surrounded the dart team. Looking at this group of robbers, the dress is not uniform, many farmers are dressed up, and there are two or three patches on their clothes. The weapons were even less uniform, and there were not even half of them with knives and guns, standing at the front of the line, those with hoes and knives stood in the middle of the line, and those with wooden sticks to fill up the numbers at the back of the crowd. Only the three leaders are fierce and vicious, and they look like real bandits.

"I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you want to fight this, leave to buy road money, half a tooth is broken, one stick is one, kill it or bury it, wow, ...... it" "Your mother!" Before the first king of the mountain shouted to finish the name, the boy surnamed Shi, who saw that the bandits had no real skills, scolded: "Singing too much, isn't it? It's okay to learn from people to rob, do you know Weiyuan Dart Game? I can't read, right, hey, the last old man, you're eighty years old, right? The kid on the left is your grandson?......"

In the face of the chatter of the boy surnamed Shi, the bandits on the opposite side were so angry that after an order from the bandit leader, more than 100 bandits and 40 dart masters fought. Most of these bandits are farmers who have been forced to fall into the grass due to famine in the past six months, only 80 bandits are real bandits, the king of the mountain came to this mountain a year ago, and killed the original king of the mountain with his true ability, and kindly took in more than 100 refugees, so that he has today's scale, but since there are more than 100 people to eat and drink for nothing, there is not much grain and grass on the mountain, so he has to take the risk of robbing the Weiyuan dart game, thinking that he will rely on the strong momentum of the people and rob some money. Who knew that as soon as the fight started, the three bandits barely drew a dart division. And a few old dart masters in the Weiyuan dart game can fight more than a dozen by themselves, Wang Yunpeng is even more powerful, and the second, third, and fourth village owners can barely be defeated when they join forces against him.

I saw a dozen peasants-like bandits fall in a pool of blood after a while, just when the bandits saw the blood, and their momentum was about to fall, a person suddenly jumped down the mountain, down the mountain tiger, with his bare hands, and punched a small dart master, and the little dart master rolled and fell to the trunk of a tree a zhang away, shaking the big poplar leaves all over the ground. The leader of the bandits punched the head of the horse that was just about to drive forward, and the neck of the red horse snapped, and the horse's body fell to the ground, with its four hooves facing west, the horse's mouth facing east, and its head and body turning 180 degrees. The boy surnamed Shi saw that the person who came had high martial arts

, The barge horse retreated, the bandit leader saw that the head was retreating, and after knocking over the two dart masters with both fists, he jumped to chase Shi Xiaotian, but Wang Yunpeng roared, "Brother Xiaotian is dangerous!" jumped up and put the sword in his hand towards the bandit leader, only to see the bandit leader smash on the sword with a punch, the sword body was cut in two, and the tip of the sword was smashed by the bandit leader and flew towards Shi Xiaotian with another punch.

Just when the tip of the sword was about to touch Shi Xiaotian's back, the big box on the fifth carriage burst open, and an old man with gray hair and a shawl came out of the broken box, holding a mace in each hand, and the mace stick in his right hand flew out, and after knocking off the tip of the flying sword, it was nailed to a big poplar tree, and the trunk of the big poplar tree was crooked.

After Shi Xiaotian turned around, he shouted: "Dad, you have been in the box all along." The person who came was the old dart master Shi Dangdang.

The sudden turn of events caused both sides of the fight to stop and return to their respective positions. Only the bandit leader and Shi Kangdang stood face to face in the field. Shi Xiaotian wasted all his strength to pull out his father's mace from the tree, handed it to Shi Dangdang, and stood obediently behind. The old dart master hugged his fists and said: "Weiyuan dart game, Shi dare to be." Hearing the other party's name, the bandit leader also hugged his fists and said: "Jianghu people call 'God Fist Breaking Hundred Armor', Li Sanshui." "It turns out that this is Li Sanshui, the big nursing home who escaped from the Wu family in Luohua City a year ago.

After the two exchanged names and surnames, they fought together again, but they changed to fighting alone, and whichever won represented which side won. Although Li Sanshui is called a divine fist, he doesn't dare to touch the mace of the stone with his bare hands. Shi Dangdang is no longer the Shi Dangdang of thirty years ago, the years are urging people to get old, and after sitting in the third place in the dart game, he has never practiced martial arts seriously. After 200 rounds, both sides were out of breath, maintaining their posture and standing on the ground, with no intention of striking again. With the sound of a discounted tree falling to the ground, Li Sanshui spoke

"Let's go!". More than a hundred bandits carried their dead and wounded brothers back to the mountains. Shi Dangdang clenched his fists at the departing bandits, and also left with the convoy.

On the fork of the big tree in the distance, a strange young man with iron rods of different lengths on his back said to the bottom of the tree: "Master, these two people are not very good at kung fu, I have seen that bandit leader before, what do you want me to learn from them?"

Under the tree, there was a little old man who looked like a big rat and said, "Do you see anything? ”

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed, and Xiao Liu Yun has become taller and stronger, with sixteen iron rods on his back, totaling two hundred and three catties.