Chapter 1467: The First Battle

Five days later, the competition for Heavenly Emperor realm warriors ended.

Yi Di was invincible along the way, and the opponents he encountered either gave up or were defeated with one move.

He became the biggest dark horse in this Heavenly Emperor realm warrior competition and easily won the title of Heavenly Emperor.

Nie Tian was sincerely happy for Yi Di and gave him the godhead that imprisoned the barren ancestor, and gave him how to control the power of the godhead.

The Desolate Ancestor was related to Wang Haolin's life and death. Yi Di put it away very carefully and was very grateful to Nie Tian.

How could Nie Tian not see that this boy was interested in Wang Haolin, and giving him the godhead was to create conditions for him.

Next, the much-anticipated competition for the lower level warrior begins.

Nie Tian got his battle card, took a look at it, and murmured: "What a coincidence, it's number one."

This time, there were ten people from the Crimson Moon Palace participating in the Grand Competition. In addition to Nie Tian, ​​there were also Xue Wushuang, Qian Liusha and others.

However, Nie Tian estimated that only he and Xue Wushuang had the strength to reach the top twelve in the Scarlet Moon Palace. If Qianliu Sha was lucky, he would barely have a chance to reach the top twelve.

"The first match of the lower level divine warrior competition: No. 1 vs. No. 73!" At this time, the old man in green above the competition stage loudly announced the start of the first match, and Nie Tian was the first to take the stage!

"Nie Tian, ​​be careful." Mo Ruxi said softly, feeling very worried about Nie Tian.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Nie Tian smiled faintly, and then his figure moved and landed on the vast martial arts stage.

The martial arts competition platform for lower-ranking divine warriors is wider than that for Heavenly Emperor warriors, with a radius of tens of thousands of meters. Moreover, the entire martial arts competition platform is reinforced by divine formations, which is enough to withstand the attacks of upper-level divine warriors.

Nie Tian's figure fell, and almost at the same moment, a handsome warrior appeared in front of him.

"Pang Shuai of Qingyang Shrine, please!" Pang Shuai slightly arched his hands, looking very polite.

Nie Tian nodded slightly, and also cupped his hands and said: "Nie Tian of Scarlet Moon Divine Palace."

The first battle attracted everyone's attention.

In the pavilion high in the sky, a group of palace owners looked at the two people below with great interest.

"Pang Shuai has the strength of a low-level god in the late stage and is also a talented warrior from Qingyang Divine Palace. Nie Tian only has the strength of a low-level god in the middle stage, but he once defeated Jian Chun. I wonder who will win in this battle?" Palace Master Yao Chen smiled lightly and glanced meaningfully at Palace Master Chiyue and Palace Master Qingyang.

Everyone in the Twelve Divine Palaces knows that the relationship between Scarlet Moon Divine Palace and Qingyang Divine Palace is relatively good.

In the first battle, it was interesting that these two warriors from the shrine met together.

"It's hard to tell." Palace Master Qingyang smiled slightly and said, "I didn't see the scene when Nie Tian defeated Jian Chun. Who knows if the rumors are exaggerated."

Chi Yuefeng raised his brows and said with a smile: "Don't be impatient, Master Qingyang. After this battle, you will know if it is too dazzling or exaggerated."

After saying that, the two palace masters looked at each other with a hint of provocation.

At this time, on the competition stage, Nie Tian raised his head and glanced at Pang Shuai. His eyes couldn't help but condense. It seemed that this face was somewhat familiar.

"Kill!" However, at this moment, Pang Shuai's figure moved and he took action directly. A black spear appeared in his hand, and he stabbed out. The scrolling space trembled, and a huge gun shadow rolled and roared, pressing down violently.

Nie Tian frowned, stepped up with his feet, jumped into the air, and easily avoided the frontal attack of the spear shadow. At the same time, he slashed the long sword in his hand in the air, and the mighty sword shadow suddenly fell, like a mountain collapsing, and hit Pang Shuai.

Pang Shuai was stunned for a moment, realizing something was wrong. He wanted to react, but it was already too late.

"Bang!" The sword shadow fell with a muffled sound, and Pang Shuai's figure flew directly backwards, dragging dozens of meters on the ground, leaving a trail of blood.

"Hiss!" The crowd couldn't help but gasped when they saw this scene. They didn't expect that this battle would be so straightforward.

Most people thought Nie Tian would win, but they didn't expect that he would win so easily.

With one move, Pang Shuai was defeated instantly.

Pang Shuai's figure stood up on the martial arts stage, his whole body covered in blood, but he was obviously not seriously injured.

He smiled sheepishly, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Brother Nie, for showing mercy."

Pang Shuai was not stupid. Of course he knew that Nie Tian did not use his full strength with this sword, otherwise his end would definitely be no bones left.

Nie Tian didn't kill him, which surprised him.

You know, the intrigues between the Twelve Divine Palaces are very serious.

Those powerful warriors will instantly kill other warriors if they have even the slightest chance.

Even if the warrior's godhead is not destroyed, not everyone has the opportunity to rebuild their physical body.

What's more, it also takes a long time to rebuild the body.

Nie Tian nodded and smiled, and then he remembered that Pang Shuai looked very similar to Pang San, the Qingyang Shrine warrior he saw when he first came to the realm.

However, Pang San's body type is on the same level as Jin Dabao's. Pang Shuai only has a similar appearance to him, but his body type is quite different.

The first game ended neatly. Nie Tian easily scored a point, taking him one step closer to the top twelve.

Next, the game continues.

No one showed up either.

In this palace competition, the person Nie Tian paid the most attention to was undoubtedly Luo Ziyan, followed by Jian Qiuxue Wushuang and others.

Moreover, there was another person in his mind, but this person never showed up, that was Dugu Ni.

Nie Tian guessed that Dugu Ni must have joined the Twelve Divine Palaces. With his talent and strength, he should participate in the competition, but he has not shown up yet.

"The seventh match of the lower-level divine warriors: No. 17 vs. No. 23!" At this moment, the old man in green announced the start of the next match.

As his voice fell, a stunning figure fell and landed on the martial arts arena.

"Luo Ziyan!" The crowd couldn't help but scream when they saw the figure falling, and it seemed that everyone was boiling.

It must be said that Luo Ziyan's popularity is indeed very high.

"Miss Ziyan, Jian Xia of the Heavenly Sword Palace is here to teach you!" The next moment, a rather playful voice sounded, and then a gray-clothed figure fell, and his fox-like eyes looked at Luo Ziyan unscrupulously.

Jian Xia, a sword genius of the Heavenly Sword Palace, the second of the four brothers of the Jian family, is weaker than Jian Qiu and almost the same as Jian Chun.

"It's Luo Ziyan and the people of the Heavenly Sword Palace!" Nie Tian's eyes trembled slightly, and he was obviously interested.

Jian Xia's strength is about the same as Jian Chun, and Nie Tian once fought with Jian Chun.

At this time, it is just right to see Luo Ziyan's strength from Jian Xia.

"Miss Ziyan, I am a man who cherishes women and will not do anything to you?" Jianxia chuckled, his eyes flashing with lust.

He had only heard that Luo Ziyan was powerful, but he had never seen her, so he did not believe it.

He thought that Luo Ziyan must be too beautiful, so her strength was exaggerated.

Luo Ziyan's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she just glanced at Jianxia, ​​and a hint of murderous intent rose at the corner of her mouth. Then she raised her palm, and a black light burst out, like an arrow from a string, attacking Jianxia.

"Do you want to kill me with this level of attack?" Jianxia felt that the black light was not powerful, and he chuckled, but before he could react at all, he was covered by the black light.

"Die!" Luo Ziyan clenched her jade hand and spit out a word coldly. A bloody light exploded in the black light, and Jianxia did not even have time to scream, and died miserably!