Chapter 3676: Trash indeed
When Nie Tian saw Yan Zun appear, he was not nervous, and he didn't even have much expression on his face.
He killed Yan Zun's only son Wu Minggongzi, and Yan Zun wanted to cut him into pieces.
But now, Yan Zun must not dare to take action.
On the one hand, Nie Tian has Cangnan Jade by his side, so it is impossible to stand idly by; on the other hand, Nie Tian's current identity is the Blood Soul Messenger, at least before he joins the Blood Soul Road, Zhu Xiu must ensure his safety.
"Nie Tian, you really want to join the Blood Soul Road!" Yan Zun looked at Nie Tian, his eyes trembling slightly, obviously suppressing great anger, and said coldly.
"Sir Yan Zun is really smart. He has already guessed that I will join the Blood Soul Road." Nie Tian smiled faintly, his expression was calm, but it gave people an extremely provocative feeling.
"Nie Tian, the road to the blood soul is not as simple as you think. I hope that you can walk out of the road to the blood soul alive." Yan Zun stared at Nie Tian coldly and said word by word: "Because I want to kill you with my own hands. about you!"
"Okay." Nie Tian was very calm and said with a faint smile: "I will definitely not let Lord Yan Zun down. But by the time I walk out on the road of blood soul, I am afraid that I will already be a warrior of the blood soul sect. Lord Yan Zun Are we going to kill even the people from the Blood Soul Sect?”
"You..." Yan Zun's face darkened and he was speechless for a moment.
Nie Tian's cunning was beyond his expectation.
"Yan Zun, it turns out that the person who killed your son is this boy." At this time, Sang Hui came over, glanced at Nie Tian with his cold eyes, and said with a cold smile.
"It's this guy!" Yan Zun's face was so gloomy that it almost bled, and Sen Han spoke.
The corner of Sang Hui's mouth raised an evil arc and said, "Yan Zun, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. It's impossible for this kid to walk out of the Blood Soul Road alive!"
Yan Zun was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, looked at Sang Hui and asked, "Young Master Hui, do you have any grudge against this kid?"
"Humph!" Sang Hui snorted and said nothing.
"Lord Yan Zun, is he the one who killed Yan Wuming?" At this moment, a man stood up behind Yan Zun, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and he stared at Nie Tian coldly and asked.
"Huh?" When Nie Tian saw this man, his eyes darkened and he was surprised.
This warrior has a tall and straight figure, handsome features, and looks very young. He seems to be younger than Yue Dong and Lan Zhuying, but his strength is very terrifying, and he is actually a first-level sage of Tianyi!
At such an age, he actually has the cultivation level of the Holy Lord Tianyi. It is conceivable that his talent in martial arts is high.
"Zhou Wudi!" At this time, Yue Dong next to Nie Tian suddenly trembled in his eyes, looked at the young warrior in front of him, and screamed in surprise.
When Nie Tian heard this name, his eyes narrowed slightly and he said in his heart: "This guy's name is really straightforward."
Judging from Yue Dong's reaction, Zhou Wudi is indeed a terrifying warrior.
"I really didn't expect that Emperor Sanyin would actually send his own disciples to participate in the Blood Soul Road. This cost is a bit big." Cang Nanyu took a step forward, glanced at Zhou Wudi's body, and said with a cold smile. .
Zhou Wudi has a domineering name, and his identity is even more unusual. He is the direct disciple of Emperor Sanyin and the head of the seven great masters of Yin City!
Among the seven young masters, Zhou Wudi is the youngest, but he is the first to step into the realm of Tianyi Saint King.
This shows how much more talented he is than the other six.
Cang Nanyu did not expect that Emperor Sanyin would be willing to let Zhou Wudi participate in the Blood Soul Road.
With Zhou Wudi's strength, he has a high chance of passing the Blood Soul Road, but once he passes the Blood Soul Road, he will join the Blood Soul Sect and become a warrior of the Blood Soul Sect.
Emperor Sanyin handed over the talented disciples he had trained to the Blood Soul Sect, which was really puzzling.
"Yes." Yan Zun nodded solemnly, with a solemn expression on his face.
"I didn't expect that the person with the same name as Zhou Wudi and me, the Seventh Young Master, would die at the hands of a good-for-nothing at the eighth level of Tianyun." Zhou Wudi stared at Nie Tian with cold eyes and said coldly.
Nie Tian twitched the corners of his mouth, laughed, and said, "You said I'm a waste. Then isn't Yan Wuming even more of a waste than a waste?"
"Death in the hands of a loser like you, Yan Wuming is indeed even more useless!" Zhou Wudi sneered and said without hesitation.
Yan Zun frowned, obviously very unhappy, but he didn't show it too much.
"Humph." Nie Tian frowned, laughed, and said, "Yan Wuming is a waste, so you, who is the seventh master with him, are you also a waste?"
"Huh?" Zhou Wudi's eyes darkened, a murderous intent flashed through his eyes, and he said coldly: "Boy, do you know who I am? Calling me a waste will cost you your life."
"Really?" Nie Tian twitched the corner of his mouth, smiled coldly, and said directly: "You can't kill me."
"Seeking death!" Zhou Wudi felt the contempt in Nie Tian's eyes, his face suddenly darkened, and he roared, a wave of momentum surged up, exploded, and enveloped Nie Tian.
Nie Tian's eyes were focused, and he stepped forward without any fear. His sword was as powerful as a dragon, soaring violently into the sky.
"Bang!" The next moment, two momentums collided in the void, and a muffled sound came out, like two huge rocks.
Immediately, Nie Tian and Zhou Wudi retreated at the same time, and then stopped almost at the same time.
"This..." When the crowd saw this scene, their eyes trembled with horror, and they all gasped, speechless.
No one expected that Nie Tian and Zhou Wudi would be evenly matched in close quarters.
At this moment, the person that everyone felt was scary was not Zhou Wudi, but Nie Tian!
Zhou Wudi had the cultivation of the Heavenly Righteous Saint, while Nie Tian was just a high-level saint. The two of them were equally imposing. Of course, the one with the lower cultivation was more terrifying.
If the cultivation of Nie Tian and Zhou Wudi was not much different, it would be acceptable.
But the two were two realms apart, and Zhou Wudi was recognized as the number one genius in Yin City. In such a comparison, it was hard to imagine how terrifying Nie Tian was.
"Hmm?" Zhou Wudi stabilized his body, his face suddenly sank, and his eyes stared at Nie Tian like a poisonous wolf, fierce and murderous.
He never thought that Nie Tian's momentum was not inferior to his!
In fact, this kind of close-range momentum confrontation is more of a test of the warrior's martial body, so Nie Tian is not weak at all.
"Zhou Wudi, you are really a waste." Nie Tian looked at Zhou Wudi and smiled faintly, saying: "Your cultivation is much higher than mine, but your aura is comparable to mine. You are really a waste."
The mocking voice, without any disguise, fell into Zhou Wudi's ears, piercing like a steel needle.
"You are looking for death, you little brat!" Zhou Wudi's pupils suddenly shrank, anger burst out of his eyes, and the aura of his whole body surged out like a tsunami!
