Doomsday: Get a lottery system at the beginning

"Are you Shi Zhouzhai?"

Wang Hao walked into the mansion, looked at the old man lying on the chair, and asked loudly.

"That's right!"

Shi Zhouzhai nodded, and then asked:

"Who are you? Why did you come to me?"

"I am the God of War from the East. I came here just to find an opponent. I wonder if you can satisfy me?"

"Hehe, you'll know if you don't try it!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Shi Zhouzhai's mouth, and immediately after, a sword was drawn from the chair next to him with his right hand.

"call--"

Then, accompanied by the sword, his body attacked Wang Hao in an instant.

"so fast!"

Wang Hao was amazed, and immediately clenched the flying sword in his hand, and slashed at it!
"Bam—"

Just hearing a sound, the two swords collided instantly!
However, the quality of the sword in Shi Zhouzhai's hand was obviously not good, and it was cut open by the flying sword in Wang Hao's hand!
"Huh? How is that possible!"

Shi Zhouzhai looked at the life on the ancient sword in his hand, his face was full of shock, obviously he didn't believe it.

"Don't be too surprised, this sword of mine is not an ordinary sword. It's really rare for you to be able to resist one of my moves!" Wang Hao said.

"Are you underestimating me?"

Shi Zhouzhai's face was full of gloom, and then he shouted at a woman behind him:
"Bring me my Grass Pheasant Sword!"

"Ah? My lord's sword is too powerful, I'm afraid it won't work!"

"Baga Lou, believe it or not, I called you into your room for repairs?" Shi Zhouzhai scolded.

"Ami... I'll listen to you, don't scare me!"

The woman said with a pale face, and then ran towards the attic behind.

After a while, she ran back.

But at this time, she was already holding a white slender ancient sword in her hand.

This sword is exactly the peerless weapon of the Warring States Period - Grass Pheasant Sword!

"Om-"

Shi Zhouzhai clenched the Grass Pheasant Sword tightly, a look of pride appeared on his face, and he looked at Wang Hao again!

"Boy, although the sword in your hand is also a top-notch product, but the sword in my hand is even stronger! If you don't believe me, just try it..."

"Grass Pheasant Sword? It's really good!"

Wang Hao looked at the sword in Shi Zhouzhai's hand, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

Of course he has heard of the name of this sword, it is the best weapon of Orochimaru!
"Ding, please host the Grass Pheasant Sword, and get a silver lottery chance!"

"Ok?"

When Wang Hao was staring at Grass Pheasant Sword in a daze, he suddenly heard the sound of the system.

So, he quickly cheered up and began to control the flying sword.

Although he respects Shi Zhouzhai very much, in order to get the Grass Pheasant Sword and complete the task, he can only be defeated!
"Mr. Shi Zhouzhai, I'll give you a chance, let's make a move! Otherwise, when I make a move, you will lose!" Wang Hao said.

"Are you underestimating me? Huh?"

Amidst Shi Zhouzhai's roar, he clenched the Grass Pheasant Sword in his hand and slashed at Wang Hao in an instant.

"Ugh-"

The Grass Pheasant Sword is indeed a magic weapon, and it cut the air apart with a sudden move.

Immediately afterwards, he attacked in front of Wang Hao!

"Oh!"

But at this time, Feijian attacked instantly, and smashed together with Grass Pheasant Sword.

At this moment, the flying sword controlled by Wang Hao trembled.

"Fuck, this Grass Pheasant Sword is really a divine weapon!"

Wang Hao was startled by this, his eyes widened.

"Haha, how's it going? Are you scared without powerful weapons?" Shi Zhouzhai asked.

"Yeah, without a powerful weapon, I will definitely be no better than you in a sword competition!" Wang Hao said.

"In that case, why don't you kowtow to beg for mercy, and beg me to let you go?" Shi Zhouzhai asked.

"You think too much. Although I can't compare with you in sword competition, it doesn't mean I can't do anything about you!"

"What do you mean? Is there anything else you can do?" Shi Zhouzhai was shocked.

"Hehe, you are a frog in a well, then I will let you take care of it!"

With a sneer, Wang Hao reached out and aimed at the Grass Pheasant Sword in Shi Zhouzhai's hand.

"laugh--"

With just a sound, the Grass Pheasant Sword flew out of Shi Zhouzhai's hand in an instant.

"This...what's the matter?"

Shi Zhouzhai was stunned, and was dumbfounded when he saw the Grass Pheasant Sword flying away across the sky.

"Haha, Grass Pheasant Sword doesn't like you, it likes me! This is to recognize me as master!"

Amidst Wang Hao's laughter, he stretched out his hand to hold the Grass Pheasant Sword.

"How is it possible? Although the Grass Pheasant Sword is full of spirituality, it can't fly!" Shi Zhouzhai said.

"I couldn't fly before, but it doesn't mean I won't fly in the future! Maybe it can't help it when it sees me!"

"No—it's absolutely impossible! It must be you...you must have used some method!" Shi Zhouzhai shook his head and roared like crazy.

"Hehe, whatever you say, what can you do to me?" Wang Hao said with a smile.

"I'll kill you! Come on - give me a hand!"

Amidst Shi Zhouzhai's roar, dozens of people rushed out from all around the mansion in an instant.

These people held long swords and surrounded Wang Hao.

"Boy, return the Grass Pheasant Sword to me quickly, or... don't blame me for being rude to you!" Shi Zhouzhai roared.

"You don't want to be polite to me, and I don't want to be polite to you!"

After Wang Hao finished speaking, he threw the grass pheasant sword into the air.

"Chichichi-"

In an instant, Grass Pheasant Sword and Fei Jian flew around him.

"This... what kind of method is this?" Shi Zhouzhai asked in surprise.

"The art of controlling the sword, haven't you seen it?"

"never seen it!"

"Okay, then I will let you know what imperial swordsmanship is today!"

After Wang Hao finished speaking, he controlled the two swords and flew towards the surrounding people.

"Oh, what can I do?"

Facing the two flying swords, these people around were dumbfounded.

However, it is naturally impossible for them to sit idly by and wait for death.

"Thunderbolt—"

So, they took up their weapons and began to resist.

However, facing the two flying swords, their resistance was very weak.

"what--"

"what--"

With the screams, they could only be beheaded by the sword one by one!
In just a moment, more than half of the people fell to the ground!
"Oh, don't kill it! Please don't kill it!"

Finally, Shi Zhouzhai was in a hurry, and amidst the crying, he faced Wang Hao and knelt down.

"Did you say that if you don't kill, you won't kill?" Wang Hao asked.

"Please, I will give you whatever you want. They are all my carefully cultivated disciples. They cannot be killed!" Shi Zhouzhai cried.

"Okay, then what can you give me?" Wang Hao asked.

"They...how are they?"

As Shi Zhouzhai said, he pointed to the girls in white skirts not far away.

"Damn—you're a bad old man, you're so bad!"

While Wang Hao was yelling and cursing, he kicked Shi Zhouzhai in the face and kicked him over!

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