I, the Emperor of Heaven return

"Xue Wushuang!" Above the void, Nie Tian stared coldly at the newcomer, his eyes trembling.

No wonder Qian Liusha was so arrogant, it turned out that Xue Wushuang was behind him.

Xue Wushuang, the son of Xue Di, was a martial arts genius second only to Nie Tian in the Heavenly Realm.

He entered the Jingshen Realm a hundred years ago, and soon condensed his godhood and ascended to the God Realm. This time, for the Twelve God Palaces Competition, he has been practicing hard. Now that he has come out of retreat, his strength has reached the peak of the lower god!

Xue Wushuang already knew everything at this time, and he had a huge hatred for Nie Tian in his heart.

When he was in the Heavenly Realm, he was suppressed by Nie Tian, ​​and he was very unhappy with Nie Tian at that time.

Now that Nie Tian killed his father, how could he let Nie Tian go!

"Nie Tian, ​​you are finally back." Xue Wushuang stood high in the sky, with terrible frost and coldness surging around him, and his eyes were murderous and sharp.

"Xue Wushuang!" Mo Qianjun and Jiu Qiansheng saw the face clearly, their eyes trembled violently, and their faces showed undisguised fear.

They knew that Xue Wushuang's martial arts talent was originally terrible. He entered the domain more than a hundred years earlier than Nie Tian. His strength at this moment must be very terrifying. Will Nie Tian be his opponent?

Nie Tian's face was very calm at this time. He looked at Xue Wushuang calmly, smiled faintly, and said: "Xue Wushuang, do you want to avenge Xue Di?"

"The hatred of killing my father is irreconcilable. Today, either you die or I die!" Xue Wushuang spoke grimly, staring at Nie Tian with murderous eyes, wishing to torture the latter thousands of times.

Although Chi Yuefeng specially sent someone to tell him that the grudge between him and Nie Tian would be settled after the Twelve God Palaces Competition, he couldn't wait.

The more Nie Tian lived, the more violent his anger became.

"Xue Di's death was what he deserved. It's reasonable for you to avenge your father. But if you think I will die in your hands, you are totally wrong." Nie Tian smiled coldly, stepped on his feet, and leaped into the sky, confronting Xue Wushuang strongly.

Xue Di was the culprit who killed Nie Tian, ​​and it was understandable for Nie Tian to kill him.

Xue Wushuang avenged his father, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Nie Tian and Xue Wushuang were already standing on opposite sides, and a life-and-death battle was inevitable.

"Nie Tian, ​​even if you have lived two lives, you are still as arrogant as before! I am now at the peak of the lower god, how can you fight me!" Xue Wushuang roared in anger, his body trembled, and the frost and cold air around him was released. In the void, a cold claw appeared, breaking through the air and grabbing Nie Tian fiercely.

"Crack, crack, crack..." Wherever the cold claw passed, the space was directly frozen, and frost filled the sky and the earth.

"Do you want to kill me just like this?" Nie Tian smiled faintly, and then thrust out the long sword in his hand, and the sword shadows whistled out in the sky, overwhelming the sky.

"Boom! Ka!" Above the void, the ice claws collided with countless sword shadows. With a loud bang, the ice claws actually shattered, and the terrible cold spread, raging in the space.

Nie Tian took a step forward, and a ball of fire surged around him, dispersing the cold air in the space.

Xue Wushuang was slightly stunned when he saw this scene, and his eyes trembled, but then he laughed and said, "Nie Tian, ​​you really didn't disappoint me. It seems that I underestimated you!"

Qian Liusha was also stunned. He didn't expect Nie Tian to dare to fight Xue Wushuang head-on.

At this time, he realized that Nie Tian's strength was actually the same as his, reaching the middle stage of the lower god.

Qian Liusha noticed this and was stunned.

He came to the domain for more than a hundred years and barely reached the middle stage of the lower god. Nie Tian has been in the domain for less than three months, and he has reached the middle stage of the lower god.

In this comparison, his talent is simply scum.

In fact, it cannot be said that Qian Liusha is too scum, but that Nie Tian is too abnormal!

Mo Qianjun and Jiu Qiansheng looked at each other with horror, and they did not expect Nie Tian's strength to be so terrifying.

The two laughed bitterly, a little bitter, and the gap between them and Nie Tian was getting bigger and bigger.

At this time, the battle between Nie Tian and Xue Wushuang alarmed many people, and countless pairs of eyes stared at the sky with stunned expressions.

Many people recognized Xue Wushuang and started to discuss.

"Why did Xue Wushuang fight with that silver-haired boy? Isn't that silver-haired boy from our Red Moon Palace?"

"They are all people from the plane world. It seems that the silver-haired boy killed Xue Wushuang's father."

"The revenge for killing his father, no wonder Xue Wushuang wants to kill people!"

At this time, someone soon informed the top leaders of the Red Moon Palace of what happened here.

"Xue Wushuang, if you only have this much strength, you can't kill me." Nie Tian smiled lightly, with a bit of teasing in his tone.

"Looking for death!" Xue Wushuang frowned, his face was gloomy and bloody, his whole body shook, and endless coldness was released, and the space within thousands of meters around him turned into a frost world.

"Kill!" The next moment, Xue Wushuang roared, and the frost around him turned into a sky full of ice blades, and suddenly pressed down towards Nie Tian like thousands of arrows.

"What a terrible frost power!" Seeing this scene, the crowd's eyes sank. Although they were tens of thousands of meters away, they felt a chill in their hearts.

Xue Wushuang's strength was indeed terrible, and he could burst out such a terrifying power.

Nie Tian frowned slightly, and then the sword intent in his body surged out, and the sword light in the air was bright, illuminating the sky.

"Boom!" The majestic sword intent condensed instantly, and a two-thousand-meter sword shadow appeared, like a wild beast, charging fiercely towards the endless ice blades.

"Boom! Chichichichi..." After a loud noise, a harsh sound came from the air, and the sharp ice blades penetrated into the huge sword shadow. In an instant, the huge sword shadow was frozen.

"Bang!" Then there was a loud tearing sound, and the sword shadow shattered directly in the air, and endless sword intent and cold air escaped into the air, extremely cold.

Nie Tian's figure was forced back hundreds of meters, and his body shook, dispelling the chill in the space.

Xue Wushuang was indeed terrifying, and her strength exceeded Nie Tian's expectations.

Nie Tian estimated that Xue Wushuang's combat power was still higher than Jian Chun from the Heavenly Sword Palace.

At this time, Nie Tian's strength has not fully recovered, and it would be very bad to fight Xue Wushuang head-on.

"Huh?" Xue Wushuang knocked back Nie Tian with one move, her eyes filled with surprise instead of pleasure.

He originally thought that if this move fell, Nie Tian would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

But what he didn't expect was that not only was Nie Tian not dead, he was not seriously injured, or even slightly injured.

"Xue Wushuang, if you still have any skills, just use them." Nie Tian stabilized his body, smiled lightly, and his eyes were firm as usual.

"Nie Tian, ​​you are looking for death!" Xue Wushuang was furious. He could no longer restrain the murderous intent in his heart. Suddenly, he stretched out his right arm, and a golden vortex surged out of his palm, surging crazily, releasing Lingling's murderous intent. .

"Huh?" Nie Tian couldn't help but frown when he saw the golden vortex. He felt a familiar aura that made his heart sink. Four words appeared in his mind: The power of a saint!