Nie Tian did not panic when he saw Yan Zun. He did not even show much emotion.
He had killed Yan Zun's only son, Lord Wuming. Yan Zun wanted to tear him into pieces.
But now, Yan Zun would not dare to do anything.
On one hand, Nie Tian had Cangnanyu by his side, so he couldn't just stand by and watch. On the other hand, Nie Tian was now a Blood Soul Envoy. At the very least, Zhu Xiu had to ensure Nie Tian's safety before he entered the Blood Soul Path.
"Nie Tian, you really want to participate in the Blood Soul Path!" Yan Zun looked at Nie Tian with trembling eyes. He was obviously suppressing his anger and said Cold.
"Lord Yan Zun is smart. You guessed that I want to participate in the Blood Soul Path." Nie Tian smiled. His expression was calm but it gave people a feeling of provocation.
"Nie Tian, the Blood Soul Path is not as simple as you think. I hope you can walk out of the Blood Soul Path alive," Yan Zun Cold stared at Nie Tian and said word by word, "Because I want to kill you with my own hands!"
"Okay," Nie Tian was very calm. He smiled and said, "I will not disappoint Lord Yan Zun. But when I walk out of the Blood Soul Path, I will be a martial artist of the Blood Soul Sect. Lord Yan Zun, are you going to kill people of the Blood Soul Sect? "
"You …" Yan Zun's face darkened. He was speechless.
Nie Tian's cunning had exceeded his expectations.
At this moment, Sang Hui walked over and glanced coldly at Nie Tian. With a cold smile, he said, "Yan Zun, so the person who killed your son is this brat."
"Yes, it is!" Yan Zun's face darkened and he said coldly.
Sang Hui's lips curled into a sinister smile. "Yan Zun, I'm afraid I will have to disappoint you. This brat will not walk out of the Blood Soul Path alive!"
Yan Zun was stunned. He immediately reacted and asked Sang Hui, "Young Master Hui, do you have a grudge against this brat?"
"Humph!" Sang Hui snorted and did not speak.
"Lord Yanzun, is he the one who killed Yan Wuming?" At this moment, a man stepped out from behind Yan Zun. He stared at Nie Tian Cold with a pair of gloomy eyes.
"Eh?" When Nie Tian saw this person, his eyes couldn't help but sink, and his heart was filled with surprise.
This martial artist was tall and handsome. He looked very young, even younger than Yue Dong and Lan Zhuying. However, his strength was terrifying. He was a First Tier Heavenly Justice Great Lord!
To have the cultivation of Saint Tianyi at such a young age, one could only imagine how high his martial arts talent was.
"Zhou Wudi!" At this moment, Yue Dong, who was beside Nie Tian, suddenly exclaimed as he looked at the young warrior in front of him.
When Nie Tian heard this name, his eyes narrowed and he thought to himself, "This guy's name is really straightforward."
Judging from Yue Dong's reaction, Zhou Wudi was indeed a terrifying martial artist.
"I really didn't expect Great Emperor Three Yin to send his personal disciple to participate in the Bloody Soul Road. This investment is a bit too much." Cang Nanyu took a step forward, glanced at Zhou Wudi, and said with a Cold smile.
Zhou Wudi's name was straightforward and domineering, and his identity was even more extraordinary. He was the personal disciple of Great Emperor Three Yin, the leader of the Seven Young Masters of the Yin City!
Among the Seven Young Masters, Zhou Wudi was the youngest, but he was the first to step into the Saint Tianyi Realm.
From this, it could be seen that his talent was much stronger than the other six.
Cang Nanyu didn't expect Great Emperor Three Yin to be willing to let Zhou Wudi participate in the Bloody Soul Road.
With Zhou Wudi's strength, he had a high chance of passing the Bloody Soul Road. However, once he passed the Bloody Soul Road, he would have to join the Blood Soul Sect and become a martial artist of the Blood Soul Sect.
The Three Yin Great Emperor had given the Blood Soul Sect the genius disciple he had nurtured with both hands. This was truly puzzling.
"Yes." Yan Zun nodded. His face was solemn.
Zhou Wudi stared at Nie Tian coldly and said, "I didn't expect that someone who is also one of the Seven Princes would die at the hands of trash at the eighth level of Heavenly Rhyme."
Nie Tian's lips twitched. "You said I'm trash, but isn't Yan Wuming even more trash than trash?"
"To die in the hands of trash like you, Yan Wuming is indeed even more trash!" Zhou Wudi sneered and said without hesitation.
Yan Zun frowned. He was obviously unhappy, but he didn't show it.
"Hmph." Nie Tian frowned and said with a laugh, "If Yan Wuming is a piece of trash, then as one of the seven princes, you're also a piece of trash, right?"
"Hmm?" Zhou Wudi's eyes darkened. A murderous intent flashed through his eyes as he said Kid, do you know who I am? Calling me trash will cost you your life. "
"Is that so?" Nie Tian's lips twitched. He smiled Cold and said, "You can't kill me."
"You're courting death!" Zhou Wudi sensed the disdain in Nie Tian's eyes, and his face darkened. He roared, and a powerful aura surged out, enveloping Nie Tian.
Without the slightest fear, Nie Tian took a step forward, and his sword momentum shot up into the sky like a raging dragon.
"Bang!" The next moment, the two Qi clashed in the air and a muffled sound was heard. It was as if two boulders had crashed into each other.
Then, Nie Tian and Zhou Wudi retreated at the same time and stopped at the same time.
"This …" When the crowd saw this, their eyes trembled in shock. They could not help but gasp in unison and were speechless.
No one had expected that Nie Tian and Zhou Wudi's Qi would be equally matched.
At this moment, the person who made everyone afraid was not Zhou Wudi, but Nie Tian!
Zhou Wudi had the cultivation of Saint Tianyi, while Nie Tian was just a high-level Holy Disciple. Their Qi was equally matched. Of course, the one with the lower cultivation was more terrifying.
If Nie Tian and Zhou Wudi's cultivation were similar, it would be acceptable.
But the two were two cultivation levels apart. Zhou Wudi was recognized as the top genius in the Yin City. It was hard to imagine how terrifying Nie Tian was.
"Hmm?" Zhou Wudi steadied himself and his face darkened. He stared at Nie Tian like a wolf. His eyes were cold and murderous.
He had never expected that Nie Tian's Qi was not weaker than his!
In fact, this kind of close combat was more of a test of a cultivator's Martial Body. So, Nie Tian was not at a disadvantage at all.
"Zhou Wudi, you're really useless." Nie Tian looked at Zhou Wudi and smiled faintly. He said, "Your cultivation level is so much higher than mine, but your aura is on par with mine. What a piece of trash."
The mockery was not concealed at all. When it reached Zhou Wudi's ears, it was as piercing as steel needles.
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