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A black figure appeared in front of Nanmen Feng.

Black Man's entire body was like an unsheathed sharp sword. His eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were sparkling. His temperament was cold. The four foot long grand sabre in his hand emitted a cold and gloomy aura under the moonlight.

"Good disciple, you're finally here!"

Nanmen Feng couldn't help but laugh when he saw who it was