In the sky, a murderous silhouette appeared. Like a bolt of lightning that tore through the void, it shook the earth.
When Yinfeng Wuwo heard this voice, his eyes quivered. He lifted his head and locked his eyes on the murderous silhouette. His originally gloomy face suddenly changed. He was shocked and even a little frightened.
Seeing Yinfeng Wuwo's reaction, Nie Tian's heart skipped a beat. He looked at the silhouette in the sky.
The newcomer was tall and sturdy. He stood there straight like a sharp sword, emitting a fearsome aura.
His entire body was hidden under a black robe, making it impossible to see his face.
However, the sword intent that surged around him was extremely terrifying. His eyes flickered with cold light as they locked onto Yinfeng Wuwo.
"You're not dead!" Yinfeng Wuwo's eyes quivered. He spoke in a low voice as if he had seen a ghost.
Nie Tian thought about it. With Yinfeng Wuwo's strength and determination, just who was it that made him so nervous?
"Master, you haven't returned to heaven yet. How can I be one step ahead of you?" The newcomer spoke Coldly. His voice was low and hoarse, emitting a strong sense of oppression.
"Disciple?" Nie Tian's eyes quivered. He didn't think that the newcomer would be Yinfeng Wuwo's disciple.
However, if this person was Yinfeng Wuwo's disciple, why was the latter so surprised?
"That's impossible!" Yinfeng Wuwo calmed down and said in a low voice, "I killed you with my own hands back then. There's no way you're still alive!"
"Hmm?" Nie Tian frowned. He finally understood why Yinfeng Wuwo was acting so strangely.
"Master, you still remember that you killed me with your own hands." The newcomer's eyes flickered. Like a wolf in the night, he said, "What a pity. I'm not fated to die yet. I'm sure you're disappointed. "
His voice was extremely low and revealed cold killing intent. It was as if the person before him wasn't his teacher, but his mortal enemy.
"You have every reason to hate me for what happened back then, but I have never regretted it," Yinfeng Wuwo said in a deep voice. Many things flashed through his mind.
Tang Beiming, this was the name of this person!
A very long time ago, Tang Beiming had been a genius with the sword with outstanding talent. Before he was a thousand years old, he had reached Saint Defier Realm of Sword Martial Arts, shocking the Sacred World.
At that time, many people only knew that Tang Beiming was a peerless sword prodigy, but almost no one knew that he had a peak-level master guiding him. That person was Yinfeng Wuwo.
For a long time, Yinfeng Wuwo and Tang Beiming were master and disciple in reality, but not in name.
Because Yinfeng Wuwo had a rule of never accepting disciples, he could only guide Tang Beiming and not accept him as a disciple.
Tang Beiming was grateful to Yinfeng Wuwo and wholeheartedly wanted to become his disciple.
Then, one day, Yinfeng Wuwo accidentally mentioned that Tang Beiming had guided someone before and had even almost taken that person as his disciple.
From that day onwards, Tang Beiming secretly bore a grudge. He believed that it was because of that person's existence that Yinfeng Wuwo was unwilling to take him as a disciple.
So, he began to do everything he could to find out about that person. Finally, he found that person's identity and found that person.
After Tang Beiming found that person, due to the long-standing hatred in his heart, a battle of life and death broke out between the two.
In the end, Tang Beiming killed that person. In order to prevent this matter from spreading, he killed all the people in that person's family, a total of more than a thousand people.
But unfortunately, Yinfeng Wuwo was still unwilling to take Tang Beiming as a disciple. In a rage, the latter revealed the murder, which immediately angered Yinfeng Wuwo.
In a rage, Yinfeng Wuwo killed Tang Beiming with his own hands and buried him in a nameless valley in the Thousand Layers Ghost Domain.
But what Yinfeng Wuwo never expected was that Tang Beiming was actually not dead!
"Hate?" Tang Beiming looked at Yinfeng Wuwo and smiled strangely. "Disciple's swordsmanship was imparted to me by Master. What reason does disciple have to hate Master? But disciple doesn't understand. Disciple treats Master like a father and reveres God. Why is Master unwilling to accept me as a disciple? "
"Master and disciple are just a relationship, a meaningless title. Is it really that important?" Yinfeng Wuwo frowned. "I'm very glad that I didn't accept you back then. Because of jealousy, you killed him, and even killed his family. A homicidal maniac like you isn't worthy to be my disciple! "
"Unworthy!" Tang Beiming's pupils constricted. He let out a cold, maniacal laugh. "Yinfeng Wuwo, you've finally said that. You didn't accept me not because you don't value the relationship between Master and disciple, but because you value it too much. You think that I, Tang Beiming, am not worthy to be your disciple!"
Yinfeng Wuwo frowned and his expression turned ugly.
He didn't expect Tang Beiming to be so stubborn.
Back then, he insisted on not accepting Tang Beiming as a disciple because he could see that Tang Beiming's stubbornness had already become his heart demon. He originally thought that he could help Tang Beiming get rid of his heart demon, and then he would naturally accept him as a disciple.
But he didn't expect that Tang Beiming's heart demon was too strong. Not only did his actions fail to get rid of it, but it also made the heart demon grow stronger and stronger, until it finally erupted.
Under such circumstances, Yinfeng Wuwo had no choice but to kill Tang Beiming.
He felt guilty about what happened to Tang Beiming.
Back then, he taught Tang Beiming because of his talent in swordsmanship. He hoped to groom a true opponent for himself, but he didn't expect to groom a homicidal maniac.
Perhaps he had placed too much hope on Tang Beiming, which led to the latter's stubbornness, which eventually led to a disaster.
"Yinfeng Wuwo, you single-handedly made me who I am. Therefore, half of the killing on my hands belongs to you." At this moment, Tang Beiming laughed maniacally and shouted, "Do you know what my identity is now?"
"Is that important?" Yinfeng Wuwo replied Coldly.
"Of course it is." Tang Beiming smiled again. "Because I'm now the master of the Chenjian Villa!"
"Hmm?" Yinfeng Wuwo frowned, slightly confused.
However, Tang Beiming's words shocked everyone.
"So he's the master of the Chenjian Villa. No wonder he's so strong!"
"The mysterious master of the Chenjian Villa has finally shown himself. All these years, the Chenjian Villa has been annexing other sword sects. Regardless of whether they surrendered or resisted, they were all annihilated. How cruel. "
"With such a powerful master, it's no wonder the Chenjian Villa is so arrogant."
The crowd discussed among themselves. Their gazes were focused on Tang Beiming, filled with anger and fear.
Yinfeng Wuwo's expression darkened. He said Coldly, "Tang Beiming, are you trying to make me feel guilty with such a method? How naive of you to think that you can shake my sword heart with such a method. "
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