Shanggang went up and shouted from the feet of Zhu Houzhao and others, and the last two-meter cliff was jumped over by them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Stupid man, I'm going to go online and I'm here to take your head!"

Zhu Houzhao looked at the three Japanese slaves who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, especially at the Shanggang who came up first. It's not a good name, no one likes to be listed anywhere, so he has to die.

Shanggang Shanglian and two people from the Shanggang family suddenly jumped up and appeared in front of Zhu Houzhao, the sword in his hand was already raised high, as if he was trying to mock Zhu Houzhao and others.

It was simply stupid for thirty people to see that such a powerful warrior as they didn't run away quickly, and Shanggang was roaring excitedly in his heart, which was the same as the words in his mouth, but even more grandiose.

However, the moment these three stupid boys jumped up, they saw a thousand Liaodong iron horses with bright armor behind Zhu Houzhao. The expression on his face immediately seemed to be as wonderful as someone had exploded a chrysanthemum.

The people around Zhu Houzhao looked at the three stupid figures holding up the swords that suddenly jumped out, as if looking at the three little orangutans crowned by monkeys, and after a short period of surprise, a thousand people collectively burst into laughter that rushed into the sky.

Hahahaha, the laughter that almost made the sky seem to have overturned the heavens and the earth, like a tsunami, like thunder, like a landslide!

The mantis arm is a car, the ant trips the elephant, Zhu Houzhao can't find the right words to describe the three men in front of him who are menacing and then their complexions change like eating flies.

"You don't really want to eat my army of 1,000 people with these three people, do you?" Zhu Houzhao watched with interest the strange changes in the faces of the three people, and quipped.

Shanggang was speechless, and he could see that the thousand people on the hillside were far from being comparable to the rabble below the mountain. The difference between one is that there is a difference between clouds and mud, one is in the thirty-third heaven, and the other is buried in the deepest part of the eighteenth layer of hell, the difference is so big.

"Talk, you kid won't be a mute, will you?" Zhao Dezhu shook the steel knife in his hand and scolded: "Shanggang is online, how can this name make Lao Tzu's brain hurt as soon as he hears it, damn, Lao Tzu doesn't know why, Shanggang is online,!" You're actually peeing your pants. ”

Zhao Dezhu was suddenly startled, and subconsciously glanced at his crotch, but found that he was not wet.

So far, Shanggang has not had the opportunity to say a word, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he didn't dare to say it. He is now wiggling both legs inexplicably, and he can't control it.

The Liaodong Iron Cavalry, an elite cavalry trained in so many places in Mobei, the Korean Peninsula, and Nuzhou, has an iron-blooded aura that can be withstood by the Japanese slaves who have not been out of the village a few times.

Shanggang didn't speak, but a young man next to him did, although he was obviously afraid, but he had a momentum that a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers.

"You're talking nonsense! My father is the number one master of the Panasonic family, and he has the prestige of the sword master in China, how can he be dumb, how can he pee his pants. The knife in the young man's hand was as steady as a rock, and he retorted loudly.

Zhu Houzhao stopped this kid's words, turned his head and said to Zhao Dezhu: "After taking down this kid in a while, I will beat fifty military sticks first." ”

Zhao Dezhu laughed and said, "Order!" If you are in our territory, you must abide by our military orders, which is the reason. ”

The young man was puzzled by the conversation between Zhu Houzhao and the two people, and he was about to go up to reason with his knife brandished.

However, Zhu Houzhao's truth here is obviously much greater, so much so that the young man was gagged by his Lao Tzu before he could speak: "Shut your mouth, Shanggang Quanxin, as a samurai, you should be like water!" ”

The young man named Uetsunatsu Izumi Shin looked at his Lao Tzu's trembling legs like a kang sieve, and had serious doubts about the realm of the heart like stopping water.

Shanggang said in a low voice: "Father, this is looking forward to his son Jackie Chan, to be honest, I haven't reached that realm yet." ”

After reprimanding his son, Shang Gang Shangshang forcibly endured the fear in his heart and said to Zhu Houzhao: "As a samurai, I hope to have a one-on-one duel with you to show the great samurai spirit. ”

Zhu Houzhao spread his hands and expressed his regret: "We are all serious soldiers here, and there are no bullshit warriors as you said." ”

Kamitsuna said in despair: "Aren't you willing to give me the last bit of dignity as a samurai? ”

Suddenly, he shouted: "Shangzuna Izumi Shin, don't be afraid, continue the spirit of our family, work hard to fulfill my wish, and become a true sword saint!" ”

Shanggang Shangxin shouted and looked at Shanggang Quanxin violently, and even Zhu Houzhao and the others could see that small eyes, so that Shanggang Quanxin quickly escaped.

However, Izumi Shin put on a very solemn appearance like a silly boy, listened carefully to his father's final declaration, and obviously believed that it was the spirit of a great samurai, so he bowed and nodded again and again, and said vigorously.

In the end, he couldn't even stand the upper line, and he kicked Leng Zi over, and he was still nodding and bowing, a stupid son who didn't listen.

Zhu Houzhao was interested, he seemed to have seen this name in a small movie in an island country, it is said to be a generation of sword masters in the island country, I don't know if it is the same name.

Thinking of this, Zhu Houzhao planned to test the water, and he was idle anyway.

"Since you are the Sword Saint of the Matsushita family, then General Ben will give the title of Sword Saint a face, let the sword maniac have a fight with you, and satisfy your wish to die!" Zhu Houzhao said with a smile.

Zhao Dezhu came up and said: "General, where did we come from, someone with such a title must be a master, you have to let us learn from each other another day." ”

Zhu Houzhao drew his finger in the air for a long time and finally pointed at Zhao Dezhu's body, and said regretfully: "Yes, you can look in the mirror more when you have time." ”

Zhao Dezhu was dumbfounded, after the inexplicable title of the King of Reincarnation, he got the more coquettish name of Knife Maniac.

"Okay, sword madness Zhao Dezhu listened to the order, quickly took down the upper platform, and let them know that their sword master is a fart!"

Zhao Dezhu proudly said yes.

Shanggang jumped up: "You won't understand the great samurai spirit, I swear in the name of the only sword master in China, I will defeat you!" ”

Zhao Dezhu looked back at Zhu Houzhao in embarrassment, the meaning was quite obvious, this kid seemed to have offended the military order set by the mighty general.

Zhu Houzhao glared at Zhao Dezhu and said, "Give you a chance to make ten moves, otherwise these fifty military sticks will fall on you if they can't fall on him." ”

Zhao Dezhu's face was sad, didn't he fucking ask for it. Looking back at the upper line again, his eyes were no longer ignoring, but almost spewing fire. (To be continued.) )