Super Student's Three-realms Army

"What a fast sword!"    

The Young Swordsman looked at the long and deep wound on his clothes and couldn't help but exclaim.    

"Your K Country's movement technique is quite strange, but I will defeat you no matter what!"    

Wu Mingsheng also spoke in a clear voice.    

The Golden Long Sword in Wu Mingsheng's hand spun, and the golden light on the blade became even stronger. In an instant, the Golden Long Sword in Wu Mingsheng’s hand turned into numerous sword shadows that densely covered the air.    

In an instant, golden light flashed, as if there were thousands of sword shadows that pierced towards the K Country's Young Swordsman at the same time.    

"Thousand Sword Killing Formation!"    

This was one of the strongest killing moves of the Thousand Step Sect. At this time, Wu Mingsheng did not make a move, but once he made a move, he revealed all of the trump cards in his body.    

As for Wu Mingsheng, the reason why he chose to do so was because he wanted to end the battle as quickly as possible and ruthlessly crush Young Swordsman's spirit.    

"As an opponent, you have the right to know the weapon in my hand."    

"Remember, my blade is called the third-generation Ghost Cry!"    

The Young Swordsman of the K Country said coldly. At the same time, his eyes turned solemn as he stabbed towards Wu Mingsheng. Clang! The sword and blade collided, and a burst of glaring sparks was created.    

Wu Mingsheng could not help but take a few steps back. He looked at the man in front of him with shock and astonishment. The man in front of him was holding a demon blade called the third-generation ghost blade.    

Wu Mingsheng's previous Demon Slaying Blade had already been broken by the Golden Long Sword in his hand.    

However, this so-called K Country Blade, the Third Generation Ghost Cry, was actually able to compare with the Golden Long Sword in his hand and remain unharmed!    

'What kind of treasured blade is this? It can actually fight head on with the Divine Weapon in Wu Mingsheng's hand!'    

'It seems like this K Country Blade Master is not simple. He is not at a disadvantage when fighting head on with the Golden Long Sword in Wu Mingsheng's hand.'    

The surrounding cultivators were all discussing amongst themselves. Zhang Xiaofann was laughing coldly in his heart.    

'This piece of trash still has the face to compare with my Sky Cluster Cloud Sword. He is really naive.'    

The appearance of this situation could only prove that Wu Mingsheng's own strength was too weak. It could not be said that it was the problem with his weapon.    

Moreover, the most powerful part of his Sky Cluster Cloud Sword was not its sharpness, but its ability to allow him to fly in the air and travel through the clouds at supersonic speed.    

On the arena, the young cultivator's figure disappeared once again, causing everyone present to feel surprised. This K Country cultivator was too strange. It was impossible to tell where he was just by looking at his movements with the naked eye.    

In the next moment, the Young Swordsman suddenly appeared in midair. The third-generation Ghost Cry in his hand carried an unparalleled terrifying blade aura as it screamed and pierced through the space in front of him, heading towards Wu Mingsheng's head.    

"One Sword Pierces the Sky!"    

Wu Mingsheng once again used one of his Thousand Step Sect's killing moves, and the Golden Long Sword was waved out.