Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"The son of Don Juan!" When he heard the ancient meaning, Nie Tian's eyes were condensed, and the muscles on his face could not help but tremble slightly, revealing a touch of excitement.

The ancient opinion Nie Tian reacted a bit, and stunned, saying: "Nie Laodi, do you know Tang Sheng?"

Nie Tian glanced back, faintly smiled, covering the past and saying: "I don't know Tang Sheng, but his strength and talent are good, amazing."

"Nie Laodi, Tang Sheng's talent is higher, in front of you, I am afraid that it is far worse. As for making you so surprised?" The old smiled a bit, as if to believe in unbelief.

Tang Sheng used to be the first talent on the genius list of Mi Ling, but his talent and Nie Tianji listened to the sea and even compared to the rain in front of him, it was still a lot worse.

With Nie Tian’s eyes, I should not be so surprised.

Nie Tianzuo pulled a bit and no longer said anything.

Seeing that Nie Tian is not willing to say that the ancient meaning is not easy to ask, he will focus on the competition platform.

If the rain and the battle of Tang Sheng attract the attention of most people, most people recognize Tang Sheng, but they do not know who the rain is.

"What kind of person is this masked guy? So mysterious."

"What is the use of mystery and mystery? When you meet Tang Sheng, you are a word, lose!"

"This is also true. I heard that Tang Sheng was already a strong wheel of the gods ten years ago. The strength at this time must be unfathomable. The mask man is unlucky."

The crowd did not see the strength of Tang Sheng and Ruo Yu’s true policy, and they all talked about it.

At this time, on the near Tianting, four hot eyes focused.

At this time, the faces of ink punishment and other people are not very good-looking, especially when looking at the truth of the rain, they can certainly perceive the strength of the latter, but the strangeness of the heart, this guy, where did it come from? The strength is so strong.

If the rain is true, plus the previous Dragon II, this time, there will be too many enchanting level warriors in the Miwu, and the talents are not under the three enchantments of Mi Ling.

This time, the Wuwu Conference will definitely be more exciting.

"Mo Xiaotian adults, do you think this battle will win?" In the mouth of the ink, he pulled a bit and smirked, and asked deeply.

He knows that if the strength of the rain is not under Tang Sheng, he still asks Mo Xiaotian, apparently holding a mentality of watching the show.

Mo Xiaotian looked indifferent, and his eyes flashed a touch of coldness. He said: "Tang Sheng and the faceless people are quite powerful. This battle is unpredictable."

"Is it?" Almost when Mo Xiaotian’s voice has not yet fallen, Qiu’s side is screaming and screaming: “The faceless person is ten years younger than Tang Sheng, so he can reach the fourth round of age. Strength, its talent is strong, can be imagined. Tang Sheng wants to win this game, three words, impossible!"

Mo Xiaotian looked sharply at Qiu’s breath and was slightly annoyed, but he did not refute it.

Although he is very eager to win, but his opponent is really too strong, this battle is mostly lost.

On the Jingwu stage, if the rain is true and Tang Sheng stands up and does not speak to each other, but the moment of contact with the eyes, it is already aware of the strength of the opponent.

In particular, Tang Sheng, feeling the calmness in the rain, the fact that he could not help but tremble, he is also a person who has experienced countless battles, but the opponent like Yu Yuzhen policy is the first See you once.

The talent is absolutely strong, the strength is tyrannical, the heart is calm, and the eyes are firm. If the rain really makes Tang Sheng feel a great threat.

"You are the Tang family?" Turbulently, if the rain is really indifferent, the voice is calm and there is no feeling.

Tang Sheng’s gaze was slightly condensed, and he nodded. He said, “You don’t have to be scrupulous. On the competition platform, regardless of identity, the people of my Tang family can afford to lose and die.”

He mistakenly thought that if the rain was true, he was a Tang family and did not dare to take it, so he explained.

If the rain really shrank, it seemed to be touched, but then it calmed down and said faintly: "Very good, you deserve my sword."

The calm voice fell, and if the rain really spread out, a sacred sword appeared, and it trembled constantly in his hands, releasing a weird sword, low as a worm, falling into the ear of Tang, but it was like heaven and earth. The roar of the vibration.

"A horrible sword!" Seeing the quaint sword in the other hand, Tang Sheng’s gaze couldn’t help but tremble, and the voice was full of surprises.

The sound of the simple sword, the sound of the sword is very weird, and even the eyes of Tang Sheng’s sneaky eyes feel the threat.

"My sword is the sword of Yuanling, named Jiuyang variant. Today, I use this sword to teach the eyes of the Tang family's sneaky eyes." If the rain is really faint, the eyes are released. The sharpness of the swordsman, the sword of the whole body slowly rushed out, covering the surrounding space, gathering and not scattered.

"The real world of horrible swords!" On the battle platform, even if it is separated by a kilometer, Nie Tian still clearly feels the sword of the whole body, and it is the realm of the spirit of the sword!

I have seen a few times before, but I rarely see him shot, but I have never seen him use a sword.

Nie Tian did not think that if the rain is true, it is actually the swordsman of the spirit of the sword!

And his sword, the nine-yang variant, the sword of the Yuanling, is very horrible, and can bring Jiuyang Jianyi to the extreme.

Since the rain is really a sword, Tang Sheng is in danger.

Unless his sneaky eye can open to a three-bladed sneaky, he has no chance.

"A move will be a winner." If the rain is really calm, the voice is chilly.

The two gods of the four-wheeled warriors, but they have to decide a victory, such a scene is very rare.

On the first day of the Armed Forces, you can see the real strong showdown, and everyone in the stands will focus on it.

Even the warriors on the nearby martial arts platforms turned around and forgot the battle. They were all concerned about the battle between Yu Yu and Tang Sheng.

Tang Sheng’s heart trembled fiercely and nodded slightly.

Two people, no longer speak.

The next moment, if the rain really moves, the sword is stabbed, and the sword that suddenly kills suddenly blooms in the space, raging, and the space above the entire battle platform is suddenly tightened by the sword. Solidified.

At this time, Tang Sheng's eyes were smashed open, and there were two strange ghost blades in the pupils, double-edged and sneaky.

The power of the sneaky eye turns into a smoldering temperament, invisible and invisible.

In the next moment, the space is compressed to the extreme, as if it is cracking at any time.

A fierce collision in the air, and then the void returned to calm.

If Yu Zhen and Tang Sheng stand on the martial arts platform, they are shaped like a clock and they are not moving.

"What happened?" Everyone's eyes trembled, everything happened in a blink of an eye, and they didn't see how the two played against each other. The battle was over.

"Who won?" Seeing that both of them stood still, the crowd had doubts.

"I lost." At this time, Tang Sheng took a step forward and looked at the rain and the truth.