Chapter 7897： Wu Ming was defeated

I saw that the three generations of ghosts in the hands of the Silla young swordsman collided with the golden sword.

Along with this, a sharp metal clash sounded from the hand to hand. Once again resounded through the Tianmen Canyon, ‘咻 ——! At the moment, Wu Mingsheng had no luck in his heart at this time.

I saw that the figure of the young swordsman disappeared again, and in a flash, the young swordsman flashed behind Wu Mingsheng like a ghost, and he shot in a flash.

And Wu Mingsheng had no chance to respond from the beginning to the end. He could only passively withstand the ferocious attack of the three generations of ghosts in the hands of the young swordsman with a golden long knife in his hand.

With the benefit of the swordsmen in his hands, Wu Ming abruptly resolved this deadly attack.

Then the man threw a punch at Wu Mingsheng's chest.

At this time, Wu Mingsheng was finally unable to make the so-called coping again.

Looking back at the young swordsman, the power of his blow is really too powerful, let Wu Mingsheng ‘wow—! A spitting red blood spewed out with a loud mouth.

Following this, after Wu Mingsheng's body also flew backwards quickly for a few dozen steps, Wu Mingsheng barely stabilized his body, and the golden sword in his hand kneeling on the ground was also inserted under his feet. Above the ring.

"What? Wu Mingsheng was beaten down the ring!"

"Doesn't Wu Mingsheng lose?"

"terrible...."

"If even Wu Mingsheng is not a united enemy of the Silla swordsman in front of him, who else can fight one ..."

I saw that the practitioners of the great gates of the Plains Province, they saw a deep horror behind the scene, they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.

"Just now, Wu Mingsheng, who is still beautiful, has he lost?"

"Wu Mingsheng, this so-called first genius of Hua Xia, with such a powerful weapon in his hand, was still not the united enemy of the young Silla man in front of him?"

"This is really ..."

"It's really amazing, so incredible!"

"Surely, the strength of Silla Xiu Realm is already so domineering, so outstanding?"

"Still say, is the real world of Huaxia Xiu completely down now ..."

"Brother Wu Mingsheng!"

Lin Yanran exclaimed and exclaimed after seeing this scene.

She couldn't care about the injuries in her body now, so she hurried three steps forward and wanted to help Wu Mingsheng.

However, Wu Mingsheng did not stand up from the ground at this time. He still kept one hand with the golden sword on the ring, kneeling on the ground with one knee.

Wu Mingsheng looked up and saw that the young Silla young swordsman was also extremely bitter and helpless, and at this moment he was completely lost.

At this critical moment, Wu Mingsheng was actually defeated, and it was still a disastrous defeat!

In addition, Wu Mingsheng's defeat is not just his personal factor, it represents the highest combat strength of the younger generation of China's real world.

However, Wu Mingsheng lost his highest combat power, but the face of the entire Chinese Xiuxi Realm was lost ...