I, the Emperor of Heaven return

After defeating Tang Beiming with one sword, Yin Feng Wuwo did not feel any relief. Instead, he felt very tired and heavy. His whole body seemed to be trapped in a void, sinking continuously.

He felt old, really old.

A feeling that the hero was dying and at the end of his road came over his heart, making his body tremble slightly, like a candle in the wind, incomparably sad and desolate.

In his eyes, the fire that had been burning for millions of years was extinguished.

He won with the sword, but lost with the heart!

The moment he faced the sword, his heart suddenly trembled, just like a sharp sword that suddenly became rusty.

He was able to win entirely due to his realm advantage.

If Tang Beiming had been stronger, or if he had been weaker, the result would have been different.

At that moment, he felt a desperate need to kill him. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he felt this way.

Even when he fought against Yang Shen Sword Emperor, his life was never threatened.

Tang Beiming lost, but Yin Feng Wuwo's ​​sword heart was shaken.

"Hahaha, hahaha!" At this moment, Tang Beiming suddenly laughed wildly. He felt fear in Yin Feng's selfless eyes, which gave him a perverted sense of satisfaction.

"Yin Feng has no self. Although I lost, you and I both know that if my realm were stronger, you would already be a corpse at this time. The Seven-Injury Sword Intention that you are proud of is in my sword. You are vulnerable to a blow!" Tang Beiming laughed coldly, with contempt in his eyes.

Yin Feng Wuwo looked downcast and remained silent.

The crowd looked at the scene in front of them with stunned expressions.

What the hell is going on? The winner looked disappointed, but the loser looked so arrogant.

"Brother, there is no end to the sword. Even if you stand at the top, you must keep your sword heart straight. There is no need to stick to the success or failure of the moment." At this time, a plain voice sounded in Yin Feng Wuwo's ​​ears, and then a soft sword power appeared, helping He steadied himself.

He turned around and saw Nie Tian looking at him calmly.

Yin Feng Wuwo was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling the light in Nie Tian's eyes, he suddenly woke up.

For a long time, he has stood at the top, often feeling lonely and always looking for an opponent.

But at this moment, he suddenly understood that he was not expecting an opponent, but was afraid deep down in his heart that someone would catch up with him and surpass him.

Therefore, when Tang Beiming's sword intention suppressed him, it directly impacted his sword heart and made him waver.

Nie Tian used the four words "Keep the Heart of the Sword to Be Upright" to persuade, and the words awakened the dreamer.

Although Nie Tian's strength was weak, his sword was tenacious and unwavering.

It is this sword heart that keeps him upright and consistent.

Yin Feng Wuwo calmed down, exhaled a long breath, and his eyes became a little more indifferent.

Faintly, something in his sword heart was changed.

"Yin Feng has no ego, let's do it." Tang Beiming was much calmer at this time, his eyes were filled with cold light, and he said solemnly.

His sword intent was stronger than Yin Feng Wuwu's, but he still lost this battle.

After persevering for a long time, what finally greeted him was failure. At this time, only he knew the pain in his heart.

He didn't want to say anything more, he just wanted to be happy.

"Tang Beiming, I have a big responsibility for you to become like this. As long as you are willing to put down the butcher knife in your hand, I don't have to kill you." Yin Feng Wuwo said with a burning gaze.

Between master and disciple, everything will come to an end.

Tang Beiming was a rare swordsman, but Yin Feng Wuwo really couldn't bring himself to kill him.

"Brother Yin Feng, when did you become so gentle?" At this moment, a majestic voice sounded, and then a figure fell down, causing the whole world to tremble with oppression.

Yin Fengwuwo frowned and looked up to see a familiar face, it was Human Emperor Mu Jiuge.

"Human Emperor!" At the same moment, Tang Beiming's eyes trembled with intense surprise, filled with surprise.

"Huh?" Yin Feng frowned immediately when he saw this.

He did not expect that Tang Beiming actually knew the Human Emperor.

Could it be that Tang Beiming was not dead but was saved by the Human Emperor?

"Tang Beiming, please step back first." The Human Emperor fell down, smiled faintly, and signaled Tang Beiming to step back.

Tang Beiming agreed and stepped aside respectfully.

Yin Fengwuwo's ​​face suddenly became more gloomy, and he looked at everything coldly.

Tang Beiming's behavior at this time was completely that of the Human Emperor's slave.

"Is this guy, like the Master of Tiandao Pavilion, also an elder of the Human Emperor Palace?" Nie Tian looked at Tang Beiming from a distance and secretly guessed in his heart.

Tang Beiming fought with Yin Feng Wuwo. Although he lost, he also injured the latter, so his strength was not much weaker than that of the latter, and he was fully qualified to be an elder in the Human Emperor's Palace.

"Brother Yin Feng, let's put aside the matter of Tang Beiming for now. The key is to open the Flower of Underworld now." Then, the Human Emperor spoke loudly and said: "Now that we have almost arrived, it's time to set the rules."

As soon as his words fell, he immediately caused an uproar in the crowd.

"Who is this guy? He talks so loudly and makes rules whenever he wants. Do you really think he is the one who calls the shots here?"

"Master Shen Jian just now treated him with great respect and called him the Human Emperor. I don't know who he is."

"So what about the Human Emperor? There are so many swordsmen here, why should he make the decision?"

Everyone said, very angry.

Everyone present was a person of great status and strength, and many of them were even the masters of a sect. How could they just take orders from others?

The Human Emperor will establish rules as soon as he appears, which naturally arouses dissatisfaction among everyone.

"Quiet!" The Human Emperor frowned slightly and spoke lightly, and then an invisible force spread out, which made everyone present change their faces and stunned on the spot.

That invisible force was an extremely terrifying sword energy, like an invisible hand, blocking everyone's Yuanmai in an instant.

Some swordsmen with weaker strength vomited blood on the spot, and those strong people were also shocked, their faces were as pale as paper.

Nie Tian's figure trembled slightly, and he almost couldn't stand.

Fortunately, Yin Fengwuwo was by his side, helping him to stabilize his Yuanmai in time.

He didn't expect that the sword intent of the Human Emperor was so terrifying, much stronger than Yin Fengwuwo.

"This is the sword curse of the Human Emperor. People who are slightly weaker than him can't bear it at all." Yin Fengwuwo sighed lightly and lowered his voice: "The Human Emperor is establishing his prestige, it seems that he wants to completely control everything here."

"If he controls everything, then aren't we doomed to lose?" Nie Tian frowned and asked in horror.

"The rules are set by Rang, and he must abide by them. If his rules are not good for you, I will naturally not agree." Yin Feng Wuwo nodded slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Everyone, can I talk about the rules now?" The sword curse shocked everyone, and the Human Emperor spoke again, releasing an invisible pressure, and the whole audience was silent, and no one dared to speak again.