Super Farmer's Legion of Beauties

Chapter 7886

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

The sword in Wu Mingsheng's hand is too strong and incredible.

After hearing this, they also subconsciously set their eyes on the golden sword in Wu Mingsheng's hands. For a time, their minds became shocked.

This is really too natural and unrestrained, too calm, and only Wu Mingsheng, such a proud son of heaven, can be worthy of such an invincible immortal soldier!

At this time, the thunderstorm cloud chest also appeared a deep visible bone giant scar.

However, for today's Thunderstorm clouds, he stood still, because the blade of his golden sword in his hand pointed directly at his throat.

Compared with his own body brought such a sharp pain, what Wu Mingsheng really can't accept is that he feels extremely bitter in his heart.

In these years, it can be said that the practice of thunderstorm cloud can be described as day and night, without any laziness, and every time it is a curfew.

Because of his hard work, thunderstorm Yun made great progress in his Zhenyuan cultivation, and his heart was filled with lofty sentiments.

If he can defeat Wu Mingsheng in this zongmen contest on the plain, and win the first prize in this zongmen contest, which is famous all over the world!

However, what thunderstorm cloud did not expect is that although he has made rapid progress in the cultivation of truth, it seems that it is still too early.

Especially, after Zhang Xiaofan's appearance, a kind of inexplicable impulse appeared in thunderstorm cloud's heart.

Thunderstorm cloud is eager to challenge the man in front of him and killed the whole Chiyou hall young man alone!

After defeating Zhang Xiaofan, his thunderstorm cloud will be completely famous in the whole Chinese Xiuzhen world!

Although the ideal has always been full, but the reality is incomparable bone feeling.

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

Now, he has been defeated in the hands of Wu Mingsheng, which makes thunderstorm cloud in the heart is extremely angry, his heart is really unconvinced.

If Wu Mingsheng doesn't have such a sword in his hand, then for thunderstorm cloud, he has no chance to defeat the powerful enemy in front of him.

But still that sentence, ideal is too plump, reality is mercilessly give thunderstorm cloud a big mouth.

This Wu Mingsheng was so lucky that he could find such a rare weapon on the road.

"Wu Mingsheng is worthy of being a generation of young heroes in our plain province. In terms of the strength Wu Mingsheng has now, it is also the first one."

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

Song Fengming is also standing on the roof, a hand touching his mustache, heart is extremely excited to think.

At the same time, song Fengming is also aware of the light on his face, elated, road.

What's more, in his words, Wu Mingsheng was highly praised. Only the black robed old man and Zhou Lao's faces showed a bitter smile.