Chapter 2040: Master showdown

Seeing Wu Mingchen actually took the shot himself, Situ Cheng took a step back silently, and winked at Meng Xiao and the others, asking them to get out quickly, so as not to be caught by Zhou Zhong.

Situ Cheng is optimistic about midweek, and also wants to take the midweek boat. As long as midweek develops in the future, his benefits are indispensable, but the key is that there must be a future in midweek! If you die here today in the middle of the week, what are you talking about in the future?

Wu Mingchen is the Sect Master of Wu Zong, the top power of the Three Nights. His strength and status are at the same level as the Sect Master of Lingyun Sect. Although Lu Taixu’s Qianlong Sect cannot reach the level of Lingyun Sect and Wu Zong’s top power, it is also A super power at the same level as the Eagle Emperor Sect, and the strength is also the pinnacle of Tianhe.

If Zhou Zhong knows how to bear humiliation, as long as he escapes this catastrophe, there will always be opportunities for revenge. But Zhou Zhong’s character is really too impulsive, too arrogant, and doesn’t know how to forbear, don’t know how to bow his head. He was really capable of killing one of Wu Mingchen and Lu Taixu, but he certainly couldn't deal with them at the same time. Even if he really escaped by chance today, he would have to die sooner or later with his character of not bowing his head.

There are too many geniuses in this world. In fact, what others don’t know is that besides the **** Ye Rong, there is also a genius in the history of Sanxiao! The legend of that genius has been deliberately banned. It is said that his talent is stronger than Ye Rong, but it is a pity that he did not escape the poisonous hands of others in the end, and was killed at a young age.

Therefore, not all geniuses can grow into real masters. Mid-week is a stunner who has no background and comes from Fifth Heaven. He possesses stunts and natural talents. He doesn’t know how to keep a low profile. One dead.

Zhou Zhong naturally noticed the slight changes in the people around the City Lord's Mansion, and sneered. How could he not know the thoughts of these people? But in the middle of the week, he didn't care about it. He didn't expect to pay attention to these guys.

At this time in the middle of the week, what was more concerned about Wu Mingchen's attack, the strength of the peak of the Tianhe period, Wu Mingchen's shot, the pressure felt by the middle of the week was greater than the pressure on him by the British leader.

"It seems that even if it is the peak of the Tianhe period, there is a gap in strength!" Mid-Zhou's complexion became solemn, Yulongquan method starting hand, Longao Jiutian!

"Roar!"

The sky was full of sunshine, and the heaven and earth's vitality condensed a giant dragon, colliding with Wu Mingchen's golden sword.

boom!

The aftermath of the attack set off waves more than ten meters high in the sea, and everyone hurried back. The attacking power of these two men was too powerful.

Zhou Zhong's figure kept backing down and unloading his strength, feeling that his two arms were hurting. When he looked down, he saw that the two arms had cracked and counted to small holes, and blood was constantly flowing out.

"What a fierce kendo!" Zhou Zhongxin was extremely surprised. Wu Mingchen's strength was a little beyond his imagination. This sword pierced out, as if all the air in the world had become a sword.

Everyone saw that the two played against each other for the first time in the middle of the week, and they all pointed to the middle of the week, but this is not an accident. After all, Wu Mingchen is the master of Wu Zong, the powerhouse at the peak of the Tianhe period, if he can play in the middle of the week. Wu Mingchen, that's an accident.

Wu Mingchen held a golden sword, looked at Zhou Zhong with a sneer, and said contemptuously: "Boy, now do you know how big the gap between you and me is? You can't cross this gap in strength!"

Zhou Zhong laughed, the power of the law of life quickly healed Zhou Zhong's arms and took out the trident.

"Is that right? You are really not embarrassed. You have lived for nearly a hundred years to cultivate to this point. Don't you feel embarrassed? If I reach your age or this point, I really don't know what face I have to continue to live. ."

Wu Mingchen's expression turned gloomy in an instant. He, Wu Mingchen, the two-star elder of the dignified Star Alliance, the powerhouse at the peak of the Tianhe period, turned out to be a waste in the middle of the week! If facing other people, Wu Mingchen could completely treat this as a joke, but it would be different from the middle of the week. He was only in his early twenties, and he was already cultivated in the Tianhe period. He was at this age. It's just a supernatural period! Compared to midweek, isn't that a waste!

"Little beast, what this world sees is not your talent, but your strength at this time! The Star Alliance has issued an order to kill, kneel down and die!" Wu Mingchen yelled, holding the golden sword into a golden light, and turned towards Stabbed fiercely in the middle of the week.

"You want me to kneel? You deserve it too?" Zhou Zhong's expression was firm, the purple light of the trident in his hand was shining, and he banged up without flinching.

A flat boat!

…PK

boom!

In the violent collision, the middle of the week was shocked and flew away again. Wu Mingchen was unreasonable, and the golden sword in his hand kept chasing and attacking.

"Little beast, today you will definitely die!" Wu Mingchen has already understood the strength of the middle of the week. He is very strong in his hands, but it is absolutely impossible to be the peak of the Tianhe period. He now doubts whether the British leader was killed in the middle of the week. Up.

Facing Wu Mingchen's aggressiveness, black runes gradually appeared on Zhou Zhong's face, and Pangu's blood began to burn.

"Roar!"

Shenyuan Tiandong!

In the roar, huge tridents condensed and blasted directly at Wu Mingchen. Wu Mingchen's expression suddenly changed. He felt that the aura of the middle of the week suddenly began to rise, becoming stronger and stronger.