The Three Realms of Super Students

To be precise, Wu Mingsheng and the sword in his hand!

The sword in Wu Mingsheng's hands was too powerful and incredible.

After hearing these words, everyone also subconsciously set their eyes on the golden sword in the hands of Wu Mingsheng in the field, and their respective minds became shocked for a while.

This is really too chic and too calm, and only the pride of heaven like Wu Mingsheng can be worthy of a peerless peerless soldier!

At this time, a huge scar with deep bones appeared on Thunderstorm's chest.

However, for the current thunderstorm, he was standing still, because Wu Mingsheng's golden sword in his hand pointed directly at his throat.

Compared with such a painful skin-cutting pain, what Wu Mingsheng can't accept is the bitterness in his heart.

In these years, it can be said that the practice of thunderstorm clouds can be described as night and day. There has never been any laziness, and every time it was night clothes.

It is precisely because of such hard work that Thunderstorm Cloud's true Yuanxiu can be said to be a rapid progress, and he can't help but feel 10,000 feet of pride.

If he thunderstorms can defeat Wu Mingsheng in the Zongmen competition on the plain this time, and win the top spot from the Zongmen competition in this time, so famous!

It's just that what Thunderstorm Cloud didn't think is that although he has made rapid progress in his cultivation, he still seems to be premature.

In particular, after the appearance of Zhang Xiaofan as a man, the thunderstorm cloud has a faint impulse in his heart.

Thunderstorm is desperate to challenge the young man in front of him who will kill the entire Chi Youtang alone!

After defeating Zhang Xiaofan, he will be able to make the whole thunderstorm cloud famous throughout the Chinese real world!

But although the ideal has always been full, the reality is extremely skinny.

What Wu Mingsheng never thought was that his dream had died at this moment.

Now, he has been defeated in the hands of Wu Mingsheng, which makes Thunderstorm cloud extremely angry, and he is really not convinced.

If there is no such sword in Wu Mingsheng ’s hands, then for Thunderstorm Cloud, he might have had no chance to defeat the strong enemy in front of him.

It's just that sentence. The ideal is too full of reality, and it gives Thunderstorm a big mouth.

Wu Mingsheng's luck can only be said to be out of place, and he could find such a rare weapon for a hundred years in the middle of the road.

"Wu Mingsheng is worthy of being a generation of young and handsome people in our plain province. Anything else is just a matter of the strength that Wu Mingsheng has today, that is also the leader!"

"Even if you look at all the young and handsome people in the whole Chinese real world, I don't think many people can compare with Wu Mingsheng ?!"

Song Fengming is also standing on the rooftop, and he is thinking in excitement with a hand touching his eight-character Hu heart.

At the same time, Song Fengming also felt that there was light on his face, complacent and proud.

Moreover, in his speech, Wu Mingsheng can be said to be very high in praise, only the old man in black robe and Zhou Lao really showed a bitter smile.