I, the Emperor of Heaven return

"Tang Hao's son!" Hearing Gu Yi's words, Nie Tian's eyes condensed, and the muscles on his face couldn't help but tremble slightly, revealing a touch of excitement that could not be concealed.

Gu Yi saw that Nie Tian's reaction was a bit big, and he was stunned for a moment, and said: "Brother Nie, do you know Tang Sheng?"

Nie Tian retracted his gaze, smiled faintly, covered it up, and said: "I don't know Tang Sheng, but his strength and talent are good, which is surprising."

"Brother Nie, no matter how high Tang Sheng's talent is, I'm afraid it's far behind you. Why are you so surprised?" Gu Yi smiled and said with a half-believing look.

Tang Sheng was once the number one genius on the Xumi Lingdu genius list, but his talent was still a lot worse than Nie Tian, ​​Ji Tinghai, and even Ruoyu Zhence in front of him.

From Nie Tian's perspective, he shouldn't be so surprised.

Nie Tian pulled the corner of his mouth and said no more.

Seeing that Nie Tian was unwilling to say, Gu Yi didn't ask more, so he focused his eyes on the martial arts competition stage.

The battle between Ruoyu Zhence and Tang Sheng attracted the attention of most people. Most people recognized Tang Sheng, but they didn't know who Ruoyu Zhence was.

"Who is this guy wearing a mask? So mysterious."

"What's the use of being mysterious or not? When you meet Lord Tang Sheng, it's all one word, lose!"

"That's true. I heard that Lord Tang Sheng was already a strong man in the God Wheel Realm ten years ago. His strength must be unfathomable now. That masked man is going to be unlucky."

The crowd couldn't see the strength of Tang Sheng and Ruoyu Zhence, and they all talked about it.

At this time, on the Jintian Pavilion, four hot eyes focused on it.

At this time, Mo Xing and others didn't look very good, especially when they looked at Ruoyu Zhence. Of course, they could sense the latter's strength, but they were just wondering in their hearts, where did this guy come from? He is so strong.

Ruoyu Zhence, plus the previous Long Er, this time there are too many demon-level warriors in the Xumi Martial Arts, and their talents are not inferior to the three demons in Xumi Lingdu.

This time, the Xumi Martial Arts will definitely be more exciting.

"Lord Mo Xiaotian, who do you think will win this battle?" Mo Xing asked with a strange smile.

He knew that Ruoyu Zhence's strength was not inferior to Tang Sheng, but he asked Mo Xiaotian in this way, obviously with a mentality of watching a good show.

Mo Xiaotian looked indifferent, with a flash of contempt in his eyes, and said: "Tang Sheng and the faceless man are equally strong. The outcome of this battle is unpredictable."

"Really?" Almost before Mo Xiaotian finished speaking, Qiu Wuxi laughed strangely and said: "The faceless man is about ten years younger than Tang Sheng. At such a young age, he can reach the fourth level of the God Wheel. His talent is strong. Tang Sheng wants to win this battle. Three words, impossible!"

Mo Xiaotian looked at Qiu Wuxi fiercely, a little annoyed, but did not refute.

Although he hoped that Tang Sheng would win, his opponent was too strong, and he would most likely lose this battle.

On the martial arts competition stage, Ruoyu Zhence and Tang Sheng stood facing each other without speaking, but the moment their eyes met, they had already sensed the strength of their opponent.

Especially Tang Sheng, feeling the calmness in Ruoyu Zhence's eyes, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He was also a person who had experienced countless battles, but it was the first time he had seen an opponent like Ruoyu Zhence.

With extraordinary talent, strong strength, calm mind and firm eyes, Ruoyu Zhence made Tang Sheng feel a great threat.

"Are you from the Tang family?" Ruoyu Zhence suddenly spoke indifferently, his voice was calm and without any emotion.

Tang Sheng's eyes condensed slightly, nodded, and said: "You don't have to worry about it. On the martial arts competition stage, regardless of identity, people from my Tang family can afford to lose and die."

He mistakenly thought that Ruoyu Zhence didn't dare to take action because he was a member of the Tang family, so he explained.

Ruoyu Zhence's pupils shrank slightly, as if he was touched, but he calmed down immediately and said lightly: "Very good, you are worthy of my sword."

After the calm voice fell, Ruoyu Zhence stretched out his hand, and an ancient sword appeared. It kept trembling in his hand, releasing a strange sword chant, as low as the sound of insects, but it fell into Tang Sheng's ears, but it seemed like a roar that shook the world.

"What a terrifying sword!" Seeing the ancient sword in the other party's hand, Tang Sheng's eyes couldn't help but tremble, and his voice was full of surprise that could not be concealed.

The sound of the sword chant of that ancient sword was very strange, and it even made Tang Sheng's ghost eyes feel threatened.

"My sword is the sword of the Yuanling, named the Nine Yang Variant. Today, I will use this sword to experience the ghost eyes of the Tang family." Ruoyu Zhence spoke lightly, releasing the sharpness of the swordsman in his eyes, and the sword intent of his whole body slowly surged out, covering the surrounding space, gathering but not dispersing.

"What a terrifying sword realm!" On the viewing platform, even though they were thousands of meters apart, Nie Tian could still clearly feel the sword intent of Ruoyu Zhence's whole body, which was exactly the realm of sword spirit!

I had seen Ruoyu Zhence several times before, but I rarely saw him take action, let alone use a sword.

Nie Tian did not expect that Ruoyu Zhence was actually a swordsman in the realm of sword spirit!

And his sword, the Nine Yang variant, the Yuanling Sword, was very terrifying and could bring the Nine Yang sword intent to the extreme.

Since Ruoyu Zhence used his sword, Tang Sheng was in danger.

Unless his ghost eye could be opened to the three-blade ghost eye, he would not have any chance.

"One move determines the outcome." Ruoyu Zhence's eyes were still calm, and there was a sharp chill in his voice.

It is very rare for two warriors of the fourth level of the Divine Wheel to decide the outcome with one move.

On the first day of the Xumi Martial Arts Tournament, we could see a real showdown between strong men, and everyone in the stands focused their attention.

Even the warriors on the martial arts stage around them turned around, forgetting about the battle, and were all paying attention to the battle between Ruoyu Zhence and Tang Sheng.

Tang Sheng's heart trembled violently and he nodded slightly.

The two of them stopped talking.

The next moment, Ruoyu Zhence's figure moved, and thrust out a sword. Suddenly, a killing sword intention bloomed in the space, raging. The entire space above the martial arts platform was suddenly tightened by the sword intention, and it seemed to be solidified.

At this time, Tang Sheng's eyes suddenly opened, with two strange ghost blades and double-edged ghost eyes flashing in his pupils.

The pupil power of the ghost eyes turned into a killing energy, and it attacked without a shadow.

The next moment, the space was compressed to the extreme, as if it was about to burst at any time.

There was a fierce collision in the air, and then the void returned to calm.

Ruoyu Zhence and Tang Sheng stood on the martial arts stage, their bodies like bells, unmoving.

"What happened?" Everyone's eyes trembled. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. They didn't even see clearly how the two of them fought. The battle was over.

"Who won?" Seeing both men standing motionless, the crowd asked questions.

"I lost." At this moment, Tang Sheng took a step forward and looked at Ruoyu Zhence with a complicated expression.