I, the Emperor of Heaven return

In the sky, a murderous figure appeared, like a killing thunder that tore through the void, shaking the heaven and earth.

When Yin Fengwuwo heard this voice, his eyes trembled violently, and he suddenly raised his head, his eyes locked on the murderous figure. His originally gloomy face suddenly changed, and he was very shocked, even a little terrified.

Seeing Yin Fengwuwo's ​​reaction, Nie Tian couldn't help but feel nervous and looked at the figure in the sky.

The man was burly and stood there straight, like a sharp sword, releasing a terrifying momentum.

His whole body was hidden under the black robe, making it difficult to see his face.

But the sword intent surging around him was extremely terrifying, and his eyes flashed with a cold light, locked on Yin Fengwuwo.

"You, are not dead!" Yin Fengwuwo's ​​pupils trembled, and he spoke solemnly, as if he had seen a ghost.

Nie Tian couldn't help but wonder in his heart, with Yin Fengwuwo's ​​strength and concentration, who on earth made him so nervous.

"Teacher, you haven't passed away yet, how can your disciple go before you?" The man spoke coldly, his voice was hoarse and low, revealing an extremely strong sense of oppression.

"Disciple?" Nie Tian's eyes trembled, he didn't expect that the man who came was actually Yin Feng Wuwo's ​​disciple.

However, since this person was Yin Feng Wuwo's ​​disciple, why was the latter so surprised.

"This is impossible!" Yin Feng Wuwo calmed down and said solemnly: "I killed you with my own hands that year, you can't still be alive!"

"Huh?" Nie Tian frowned, and finally understood why Yin Feng Wuwo was so abnormal.

"Teacher, it's rare that you still remember that you killed me with your own hands." The man's eyes flickered, like a wolf in the dark night, and said: "It's a pity that my disciple's life should not end, and he has lived to this day. Teacher must feel very disappointed."

His voice was extremely low, revealing a cold murderous intent, as if the person in front of him was not his teacher, but his deepest enemy.

"You have reason to hate me for what happened back then, but I have never regretted it." Yin Feng Wuwo spoke solemnly, recalling many things in his mind.

Tang Beiming, this is the name of the person who came!

A long time ago, Tang Beiming was a swordsman with outstanding talent. At the age of less than a thousand years old, he reached the realm of sword martial arts and shocked the holy world of the heavens.

At that time, many people only knew that Tang Beiming was a peerless swordsman, but almost no one knew that there was a peak strong man behind him who was guiding him. This person was Yin Feng Wuwo.

For a long time, Yin Feng Wuwo and Tang Beiming had the actual relationship of master and apprentice, but not the name of master and apprentice.

Because Yin Feng Wuwo had a rule of never accepting apprentices, he only instructed Tang Beiming, but did not accept him as his disciple.

Tang Beiming was grateful to Yin Feng Wuwo and wanted to worship him as his master.

Then suddenly one day, Yin Feng Wuwo accidentally mentioned that he had instructed someone before Tang Beiming and almost accepted that person as his apprentice.

Since that day, Tang Beiming secretly held a grudge in his heart, thinking that it was because of the existence of that person that Yin Feng Wuwo was unwilling to accept him as his disciple.

So, he began to find out about that person by all means, and finally found out the identity of that person and found him.

After Tang Beiming found that person, because of the long-standing resentment in his heart, a life-and-death battle broke out between the two.

In the end, Tang Beiming killed that person, and in order to prevent the matter from spreading, he killed all the more than a thousand people in that person's family.

But unfortunately, Yin Feng Wuwo still refused to accept Tang Beiming as his disciple. The latter said the murder in a rage, which immediately angered Yin Feng Wuwo.

In anger, Yin Feng Wuwo killed Tang Beiming himself and buried him in an unnamed valley in the Thousand Ghosts.

But what Yin Feng Wuwo never expected was that Tang Beiming was not dead!

"Hate?" Tang Beiming looked at Yin Fengwuwo and smiled strangely, saying, "My sword skills were all taught by my teacher. What reason do I have to hate my teacher? I just don't understand why my teacher refuses to accept me when I treat him like a teacher and a father and respect him like a god."

"Master and disciple are just a relationship, a meaningless title. Is it really that important?" Yin Fengwuwo frowned and said, "I am very glad that I didn't accept you. You killed him and even his family because of jealousy. A murderer like you is not worthy of being my disciple!"

"Not-worthy!" Tang Beiming's pupils shrank, and he laughed coldly word by word: "Yin Fengwuwo, you finally said these two words. You don't accept me, not because you don't value the name of master and disciple, but because you value the name of master and disciple too much. You think I, Tang Beiming, am not worthy of being your disciple!"

Yin Fengwuwo frowned, and his face looked a little ugly.

He didn't expect that Tang Beiming would be so paranoid.

At the beginning, he insisted on not accepting a disciple because he saw that Tang Beiming's reckless paranoia had become his inner demon. He originally thought that he could help Tang Beiming eliminate his inner demon, and then he would naturally accept him as a disciple.

But he didn't expect that Tang Beiming's inner demon was too heavy, and his actions not only failed to eliminate his inner demon, but made his inner demon stronger and stronger, and finally broke out that incident.

Under the circumstances of being forced, Yin Fengwuwo could only kill Tang Beiming.

He felt guilty about Tang Beiming's affairs.

At the beginning, he instructed Tang Beiming because he saw his sword talent and hoped to cultivate a real opponent for himself, but he didn't expect that he would cultivate a murderer.

Perhaps he had too high hopes for Tang Beiming, which created the latter's paranoid mentality and eventually caused a disaster.

"Yin Feng Wuwo, you created me, so half of the killing karma on my hands is yours." At this time, Tang Beiming laughed coldly and shouted, "Do you know what my identity is now?"

"Is this important?" Yin Feng Wuwo responded coldly.

"Of course it is important." Tang Beiming smiled again and said, "Because I am the master of Shenjian Villa now!"

"Huh?" Yin Feng Wuwo frowned, a little puzzled.

But when Tang Beiming finished speaking, he shocked everyone.

"So he is the master of Shenjian Villa, no wonder he is so powerful!"

"The mysterious master of Shenjian finally showed up. In recent years, Shenjian Villa has been constantly annexing other sword sects. Whether they surrendered to him or resisted, they were all wiped out. It's really cruel."

"Shenjian Villa has such a powerful owner, no wonder he is so arrogant."

The crowd talked about it, and their eyes focused on Tang Beiming, angry and afraid.

Yin Feng Wuwo's ​​face darkened, and he said coldly: "Tang Beiming, do you want to make me feel guilty in this way? You are so naive to think that you can shake my sword heart with this method."

"Humph." Tang Beiming sneered, suddenly took a step forward, and said hoarsely: "Yin Feng Wuwo, haven't you always hoped that I can fight with you or even defeat you? Now let me see, is your Seven Wounds Sword Intention sharper or duller!"