Chapter 7884： Thunderstorm and Wu Mingsheng

"Wu Mingsheng, come up quickly and fight me!"

Thunderstorm cloud man is domineering!

The thoughts of a group of self-cultivators were the same.

At this time, the entire Zongmen Biwu ring has become a separate battlefield between the thunderstorm cloud and Wu Mingsheng.

After facing the challenge of thunderstorm cloud, Wu Mingsheng smiled indifferently, how could a breeze fade away?

In fact, under Wu Mingsheng's elegant and elegant appearance, he mainly looked forward to the battle in his heart.

The magic weapon in his hand was finally able to come out of the sheath with a sharp edge. Wu Mingsheng leapt over and walked over, gently under his feet, the whole person leaped to the ring like a sword fairy .

In this way, Thunderstorm Cloud and Wu Mingsheng looked at each other, and the atmosphere in the entire ring was instantly ignited by the two of them!

All the instructors present at the scene secretly began to look forward to the decisive battle between Thunderstorm Cloud and Wu Mingsheng. Even the elders on the side of the elders' pavilion, they could not help standing up from their respective positions at this time.

I saw that they were also all focused on watching the dragon fights underneath.

Because, after this battle, they can be selected to truly be the best in their plain provinces, and look at the famous genius in the small mountains.

Thunderstorm and Wu Mingsheng, they can be said to represent the strongest collision between the new generation of plain province!

However, Zhang Xiaofan looked calmly at the two on the ring.

As for who wins and who loses in this battle, Zhang Xiaofan doesn't take it seriously at all.

In his eyes, if the battle between Wu Mingsheng and Thunderstorm Cloud is described by an exact word, it is more like a quarrel between two children because of a piece of candy.

In Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, this was really ridiculous, and it was too worth mentioning.

"Senior Zhang, who do you think will have the last laugh in this battle?"

Ying Xueer asked in a whisper.

"Naturally Wu Mingsheng."

Zhang Xiaofan didn't care. He shrugged and said.

With his own Tian Cong Yun Jian helping each other, in such a favorable situation, if Wu Mingsheng could not overcome the thunderstorm cloud, then he could only blame him for being too wasteful, and the mud was unable to help the wall.

And when Zhang Xiaofan and Ying Xueer, a man and a woman, normally communicated with each other, a battle on the ring was finally kicked off.

At this time, everyone could see the thunderstorm cloud with his incomparably fierce breath, and brought thunderous sounds of thunder after the ring.

At the same time, although Wu Mingsheng has not yet sharpened his blade, he is simply avoiding the fierce attack of the thunderstorm cloud.

Obviously, for Wu Mingsheng, he didn't want to fight this thunderstorm cloud now and then, he just blindly avoided war.

"Wu Mingsheng, dare you look down on Lao Tzu ?!"

Thunderstorm cloud was also very angry at this time, this Wu Mingsheng was just a swordsman of Qianbumen.

Since he was a swordsman, he didn't even pull the sword in front of him.

At this point, it is not difficult to see that Wu Mingsheng made it clear that he wanted to look down on him and thunderstorm, and wanted to use this to humiliate himself.