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Originally, the living dead let Onitsuka in by the roadside, and they were very upset.

At this time, Wang Bangbang was furious when he heard that he didn't let a few of himself in.

"I said, are you a fucking Chinese? You don't care about the people of Wan, stop us? I'll be careless!"

"Fortunately, you are a living dead person. If you were a living person, your own mother wouldn't even know you if you were beaten by Master Bang!"

Xiao Wu hurriedly stopped Wang Bangbang, telling him to stop talking nonsense and be careful not to offend the living dead, it would be troublesome then.

Looking at the other party, Zhang Weishan couldn't understand, and said.

"Why?"

Unexpectedly, the living dead actually answered.

"Rules! It's set by the master!"

"If you want to go in, you must defeat me!"

"Otherwise, go back and forth!"

Zhang Weishan frowned slightly.

The rules set by the master?the master?whose master?
Xiao Wu hurriedly said.

"Senior, can you tell me what this rule is?"

"In addition, who is your master?"

The face of the living dead did not change.

said calmly.

"The master is the master!"

"The rules set by the master, the three types of people can enter, and the rest are not allowed!"

"The first category, the dead!"

"The second category, clansman!"

"The third category, expert!"

"Which category are you?"

The other party looked at the four of them with an absolutely uncompromising aura in their eyes.

"We...maybe just...men!"

Xiao Wu didn't know how to answer.

But they know some of the rules.

Dead people, clansmen, and tall people can enter.

What is Onitsuka by the side of the road?
Clan?impossible.

What is the relationship between the ethnic group of Huaxia Kingdom and the people of other countries?
If you have to go up, it is said that Qin Shihuang sent people to refine elixir overseas a long time ago.

Later research also proved that the people of Maru Kingdom were indeed descendants of people who migrated out during the ancient Huaxia Kingdom period.

So strictly speaking, it is barely able to be a member of the tribe.

But Wang Bang helped them, but they were all genuine Chinese people.

It doesn't make sense to let Onitsuka in by the side of the road, not let them in.

Besides, this expert is obviously even more nonsense.

On the side of the road, can Onitsuka be as powerful as Zhang Weishan?

Thinking of this, everyone seems to have guessed it.

Xiao Wu said hurriedly.

"Senior, are you saying that the Onitsuka by the roadside is a dead person? After entering, you will definitely die?"

"if not?"

The living dead asked back.

It was only when everyone heard the words that they suddenly realized.

So this is ah.

Wang Bangbang laughed even more.

"Okay buddy, pay attention to it, there is an old saying in Huaxia, the dead are the greatest!"

"I won't criticize you anymore, that bastard is going to die anyway, just go in!"

"But you stopped us and couldn't justify it. What exactly do you mean?"

The living dead looked at the four of them.

"You are not members of the tribe, and your life and death are unknown when you enter, so if you want to enter, you must defeat me!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!"

As the living dead said, he raised his heavy sword.

Obviously there is no room for negotiation.

Seeing this, Wang Bangbang looked at Zhang Weishan, and saw that he had no intention of backing down.

busy road.

"Just fight, who is afraid of whom, but the rules must be clearly stated, is it a group fight or a one-on-one?"

"Also, if one person beats you, can we all get in? Or whoever wins gets in?"

Zhang Weishan wanted to laugh when he heard it.

Fortunately, this scene was not broadcast live, otherwise they would discuss the rules with the living dead here, and they would fight and single-handedly.

It can definitely refresh the worldview of many people.

"If one person wins, everyone can enter!"

"Group or single, you can do whatever you want!"

The man said calmly.

"Damn, I have a bad temper, you're too fucking pretentious, Boss Zhang, go get him!"

Wang Bangbang rolled up his arms and sleeves, but finally looked at Zhang Weishan.

Zhang Weishan shook his head helplessly, but Xiao Zhang at the side walked out first.

"Captain, I'll come first!"

Zhang Weishan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

Although the Mojin Wang family said before, there is no such thing as surrender when fighting this living dead.

Win or die.

But with him here, he definitely won't let anything happen to Xiao Zhang.

And this is an opportunity for Xiao Zhang to try his current strength.

Xiao Zhang pulled out the meteor sword Wushuang, and rushed towards the living dead without saying a word.

The living dead are not good at talking, they can talk, but once they start their hands, they are also extremely fierce.

What was held in his hand was an epee, and a strong wind gushed from the sword.

"Bang bang bang!"

During the conversation, the two had already bumped into each other several times.

Zhang Weishan and the others were taken aback when they saw it.

Wang Bangbang said hurriedly.

"Damn, there's something about that epee. I remember Brother Zhang's Meteor Sword Wushuang is very sharp. Few weapons can compete with it!"

Zhang Weishan nodded.

Meteor Sword Wushuang is something born of iron.

Like the Black Gold Ancient Knife, they are all made of meteorite.

Its sharpness is not something ordinary weapons can compete with.

Ordinary weapons will definitely be cut off in an instant.

However, the epee was intact.

It was evenly matched with Meteor Sword Wushuang.

"The shape of the epee is very old, at least it must be from the Warring States period!"

Xiao Wu is sideways.

Zhang Weishan said.

"This sword should be the sword of the real dragon!"

"With Longwei on it, it is comparable to Meteor Sword Wushuang. It seems that this person has lived a long life."

"The living dead, does he have anything to do with this ultimate?"

The so-called sword of the real dragon is the sword used by the kings and princes in ancient times.

Among them, the sword of the real dragon is also divided into Wenjian and Wujian.

The swords worn by emperors and princes who fight on the battlefield are called Wujian.

The swords of emperors and monarchs who have no combat experience are called wenjian.

Among them, the martial arts sword is even better, because the blood-stained sword has been fought all year round, and the evil spirit is heavier, which makes the monarch's dragon majesty see a sense of killing and cutting.

The epee in the hands of the living dead seemed to be a martial sword in the True Dragon Sword.

No wonder it can compete with Meteor Sword Warriors.

"Battle, can Xiao Zhang do it? I feel like I can't beat it!"

Wang Bangbang walked by.

Zhang Weishan nodded upon hearing this.

In fact, he saw it from the very beginning of the fight.

The strength of the living dead is tyrannical, and he is wearing a real dragon sword, which is almost as powerful as Xiao Zhang.

In terms of strength, Xiao Zhang suffers, so it is almost impossible to win the opponent.

But in a short period of time, the other party did nothing to Xiao Zhang.

It is difficult to tell the winner in a fight between two people.

"There is still a lack of blood!"

Zhang Weishan felt emotional in his heart.

Xiao Zhang has a unicorn tattoo, but he doesn't have unicorn blood. Even though he is very skilled, he doesn't have the blessing of blood.

If he had the Qilin blood, the living dead in front of him would definitely not be his opponent.

"boom!"

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden collision in front of him.

Xiao Zhang was knocked back a few steps by the opponent.

Zhang Weishan caught him.

Said.

"Don't waste time, I'll fight with you!"

After saying that, Zhang Weishan walked out.

The living dead man frowned in defense and scolded.

"I'm not over with him yet, if you join in forcefully, I'll kill you!"

Zhang Wenyan said with a smile.

"That depends on whether you have the ability!"

As he spoke, Zhang Weishan pulled out the ancient black gold knife on his back.

Look at each other.

"My name is Zhang Weishan, tell me your name!"

The living dead man was stunned for a moment, and the anger on his body became heavier.

He said coldly.

"Master, sit down! Yingying!"

Ying Zhen was obviously angry, picked up the epee and went straight to Zhang Weishan, roaring at the same time.

"Death!"