Battle God Emperor

The sound of heavy footsteps came from the dust. The crowd held their breath as they stared fixedly at the center of the square.    

When that figure appeared in front of the crowd, the crowd was extremely shocked. Some people even covered their mouths with their hands, an expression of disbelief on their faces.    

The faces of the people from Tyrant Sword Empire were ashen. Out of the nine people that came, only four were left, so this wasn't a small blow to their Tyrant Sword Empire.    

"Long live Nether Emperor!"    

"The Nether Emperor is invincible!"    

The Yanbei Empire warriors were excited to the extreme. Victory, Dou Tian had actually won, let's see how their Tyrant Sword Empire can still be so arrogant, do you really think that there's no one here?    

Dou Tian alone has killed five of you and made you arrogant.    

"Farewell!"    

Cui Qiu didn't want to stay here for a single moment, and brought Mu Ye and Yue Ye away with that old man.    

When they were in the air, that old man suddenly turned around to look at Dou Tian and said,    

"I hope to see you in Xueye Empire. Today's humiliation, I will return it many times in the future!"    

"I never heard you speak, so I thought you were a mute."    

Dou Tian acted as if he had not heard the old man's words and completely ignored his threat.    

In the far corner, the Yanbei Emperor had a bright smile on his face, as if bestowing Nether Emperor upon Feng Dou Tian was the best decision he had ever made in his entire life.    

On that day, the Yanbei emperor announced the celebration of the entire city. However, all of this had nothing to do with Dou Tian.    

Wind God Academy.    

"What? You want to leave?"    

Niu Feiyang stood up with a whoosh:    

"No, no, you only have Talisman Battle Lifespan Stage now, and are considered a genius in Yanbei. But outside, you are nothing."    

"Dean, I know you care about me."    

Dou Tian could feel the deep concern in Niu Feiyang's eyes, but he had already decided and would not change:    

"You also know that the strong are not people who are trained in a greenhouse, they can only grow after continuous training. Also, one day, I will bring a Little Demoness out in glory."    

When he talked about Little Demoness, Dou Tian's expression became more solemn. In fact, he himself did not know what was going on, since if he wanted to have the authority to speak up in front of Little Demoness's family, he needed to have sufficient strength.    

Lin Feng had told him before that only by breaking through the Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage would he be able to attract the Ye Family's attention. If he wanted the Ye Family to respect him, he would have to become a Primordius Battle-Saint.    

Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, to the current Dou Tian, was an extremely distant matter. If one wanted to continuously grow, one had to give themselves enough pressure.    

"Don't worry Old Ghost Niu, I will protect Third Bro. If anyone touches a single hair on Third Bro's head, I will kill him with a slap."    

The fat guy also supported Dou Tian's decision.    

Niu Feiyang remained silent and looked at Uncle Feng, wanting him to stay.    

Unexpectedly, Uncle Feng suddenly laughed and said:    

"This Yanbei is indeed too small, eagles have to spread their wings to soar."    

"Uncle Feng... "You!"    

Niu Feiyang sighed, he had nothing to say, since the Uncle Feng had already said so, would he still be able to persuade Dou Tian to stay?    

"I've been here for so long, yet I don't have anything good for you. This thing is for you to use."    

Uncle Feng was also a little reluctant as a long wooden box suddenly appeared in his hands.    

"Uncle Feng, that's not right, why did you only give it to Ol 'Three?"    

Fatty was the first to be unhappy.    

"You have it too."    

A book suddenly appeared in Uncle Feng's hands.    

"Eight Desolations Six Legged Palm?"    

When the fatty saw the five words above the book, his eyes lit up and he rushed towards the Uncle Feng in excitement.    

Uncle Feng was so frightened that he immediately dodged to the side. Fatty's tonnage was extremely scary, ordinary people could not bear it, but Fatty threw himself into the air, scratching his head with one hand and laughing foolishly.    

"Mage Tier Battle Skill?"    

Zhan Tian was slightly surprised, but he secretly sighed in his heart. Indeed, Wind God Academy possessed a Mage Tier Battle Skill, so even though this was just a copy, it was still extremely precious.    

"Uncle Feng, what's this, why's it so heavy?"    

Dou Tian calmed his mind and took the long wooden box from Uncle Feng's hands. His entire body staggered and if he did not react fast enough, he would have started acting like a dog eating shit.    

"Just open it and take a look."    

The Uncle Feng smiled mysteriously.    

Dou Tian curiously opened the wooden box only to see a sharp black light flash across his eyes. In an instant, Dou Tian's gaze turned sharp.    

"Good sword!"    

Dou Tian could not help but exclaim in admiration. That's right, the item in the wooden box was a sword. It was entirely black and had a dazzling luster.    

"Sword? Who uses such a heavy sword? "    

The fatty had a look of despise on his face as he lovingly held onto the Eight Desolations Six Palm Battle Skill in his hands.    

"Second, you are mistaken, a heavy sword has no edge, no edge is superior, and this sword is made of black profound steel, not to mention its value, its attack power is also extremely strong."    

Dou Tian also fell in love with the treasured sword at first sight. Then, he slowly placed it back into the box.    

"What? You don't like it?"    

Uncle Feng seemed to be unhappy.    

"I like it, but the treasure swords are too valuable. Not only that, I'm not suited to using a heavy sword."    

Dou Tian smiled. He did not put on any act.    

"Ol 'Three, just take it. This is a Mage Level Battle Weapon after all. There must be a special meaning to giving it to you as a gift from the Uncle Feng."    

Fatty picked up the box and stuffed it into Dou Tian's arms.    

"Dou Tian, don't reject me first. I heard you've finished."    

Uncle Feng promptly opened his mouth and said:    

"I also saw your battle with the people from Tyrant Sword Empire today. Your comprehension towards battle skills is the strongest I have ever seen, and every sword strike can be said to be extremely perfect. Your speed is fast, your attacks are strong, and your angle is wonderful.    

"Please speak your mind, Uncle Feng!"    

Dou Tian's expression was solemn as he respectfully looked at Uncle Feng and said.    

In today's battle, he himself believed that he had done well. No matter if it was in defense or offense, when the Uncle Feng mentioned it, he had no choice but to treat it seriously.    

"Explode!"    

The Uncle Feng was very satisfied with Dou Tian Xu's attitude and said:    

"Your explosive power is not enough. Perhaps, facing the people from Tyrant Sword Empire today, with your speed and attack, as well as your comprehension of battle skills, you can kill them. But what if there is someone stronger than you in terms of explosive power?"    

Dou Tian dragged his chin with his right hand as he fell into deep thought. He had indeed never thought about this question before.    

It was just like when he was fighting with Bai Ye. If he hadn't comprehended the second stage Sword Force, he would have probably suffered a loss at the hands of the other party. The strength that Bai Ye had displayed at that time was the manifestation of his explosive strength.    

Although he had defeated Bai Ye, he wasn't always as lucky.    

"This sword is six feet long, one foot wide and nine hundred ninety-nine kilograms heavy. For the current you, it is not too much of a burden. If you can reach such a speed with this sword in today's battle, you can be considered to have succeeded."    

Uncle Feng solemnly handed the black iron sword over to Dou Tian.    

Dou Tian respectfully received the black metal sword with both hands and took a deep breath as he looked at Uncle Feng and said:    

"Thank you Uncle Feng for your guidance. Heaven will not disappoint me!"    

Uncle Feng smiled and nodded. The more he looked at Dou Tian, the more he liked him.    

"What's the name of this sword? When are you going to let me do the same? "    

The fatty chuckled and patted Dou Tian's shoulder.    

"I haven't even given him a name yet. You can choose one for yourself."    

Seeing Dou Tian looking at him, Uncle Feng waved his hand and said.    

Dou Tian grabbed the black metal sword with one hand and swung it with the other. He smiled and said:    

"Then be called invincible."