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"Wait!" Just as Nanmen Feng was about to leave the God Slaughtering Pagoda and return to the Myriad Sword Sect, Pagoda God's voice came from behind Nanmen Feng. Then, Nanmen Feng saw Wu Tie wave his hand and a Longsword appeared beside Nanmen Feng.

"The sword is three feet long, and the body of the sword is like a clear spring. Around the treasured sword, there is a special flow of spirituality." "Good treasure!" Nanmen Feng sighed with heartfelt emotion after just a glance.

Just when Nanmen Feng wanted to ask Pagoda God what kind of sword it was, Pagoda God had already disappeared. Along with a repulsive force, Nanmen Feng also revealed a wry smile. It was obvious that after the God Slaughtering Pagoda's vitality was exhausted, it would bounce him out. Although Nanmen Feng spent one day cultivating in the God Slaughtering Pagoda, only six hours had passed in the outside world.

As the saying goes, there was no need for revenge. There was no need for revenge. Xiao Wenshan and the other two people should have returned to the sect by now. Since that was the case, he could also go back to the sect and demand justice from them.

As he waved the Longsword in his hand, even though it was his first time using it, Nanmen Feng still felt that it was very easy to use. However, even now, Nanmen Feng did not know what the sword was called. After thinking for a moment, Nanmen Feng clapped his hands and said: "From now on, I'll call you Xuan-yuan Sword!"

Xuan-yuan Sword was a legendary godly sword of China when Nanmen Feng was on Earth. Nanmen Feng couldn't think of a good name so he used it.

After his cultivation level increased, Nanmen Feng's speed also increased by a lot. Not long after, Nanmen Feng arrived at the Thousand Sword Mountain where the Myriad Sword Sect was located. When the two disciples guarding the mountain saw Nanmen Feng, they were stunned. Then, the two of them whispered to each other and one of them was about to leave.

It was unknown if it was because he was cultivating in the God Slaughtering Pagoda but Nanmen Feng's six senses became extremely sharp. Although the two of them didn't converse loudly, Nanmen Feng still heard that these two guys were going to tell Xiao Wenshan about his return to the sect.

Nanmen Feng didn't care too much. He had only one goal for coming back this time, and that was to kill Xiao Wenshan and the other two with his sword. This was Nanmen Feng's principle: he would show no mercy to those who tried to kill him. Moreover, Xiao Wenshan and the other two men were no longer trying to kill him, but almost had him killed instead.

"By the way, tell Xiao Wenshan to come to Sword Battlestage to look for me." Nanmen Feng didn't stop the guardian disciple from leaving. Instead, he said this without a care.

"Is this kid crazy?" One of the disciples said as he watched Nanmen Feng leave.

"Young Master Xiao said that he would tell Nanmen Feng as soon as he returns to the sect. Clearly, Young Master Xiao is going to teach this trash a lesson." The other person didn't seem to mind. Since Nanmen Feng was an inner disciple, the two of them should call him Senior Brother. However, Nanmen Feng had been in the Myriad Sword Sect for six years, and his cultivation level was not allowed to advance even an inch, so he was already the trash everyone in the sect knew.

Myriad Sword Sect were built on top of a cliff and at the bottom of the cliff, one could faintly make out some sharp swords.

The owners of these swords had already died in battle on the Sword Battlestage. Sword Battlestage was a place for the Myriad Sword Sect disciples to settle their grudges between life and death. The disciples who used it to guard against Myriad Sword Sect would have to be from the same sect, and could not be crippled by the same sect.

The news of Nanmen Feng fighting with Xiao Wenshan and the other two on Sword Battlestage instantly spread through the Myriad Sword Sect. It was not because no one had competed with their Sword Battlestage for a long time, but because the person doing it was actually Nanmen Feng.

In the entire Myriad Sword Sect, whether it was inner or outer sect disciples, basically everyone knew Nanmen Feng. Of course, this was not because Nanmen Feng's martial talent was outstanding, so everyone knew about it. It was because Nanmen Feng had been a disciple of the Myriad Sword Sect for six years, and the cultivation level did not allow him to advance; it became the topic of conversation among the disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect after their meals.

At this moment, after hearing about Nanmen Feng fighting with Xiao Wenshan at Sword Battlestage, many disciples rushed towards Sword Battlestage. Although the Sword Battlestage was built on the edge of a cliff, the space around it was wide enough. As a result, this place did not feel crowded in the slightest when so many disciples from the Myriad Sword Sect rushed over.

At this moment, Nanmen Feng was wearing a green robe and was carrying a Longsword on his back as he stood on top of the Sword Battlestage. Nanmen Feng didn't look nervous, nor was he excited. There was only calmness on his face. Although Nanmen Feng also knew that it wouldn't be easy to kill Xiao Wenshan and the other two, but martial arts should always be filled with kindness and hatred. If others wanted to kill him and he continued to tolerate them, then that would be fine!

After a long time, the crowd became chaotic. It was Wen Chengyi, Fang Tianyi, and Xiao Wenshan. In the inner sect, these three fellows were called the three Young Masters of the inner sect. Their talent in the way of martial arts was average, but they did many bad things. But because their family background was unusual, Myriad Sword Sect turned a blind eye to these three people, as long as they didn't go overboard, then it would all be up to them.

"Are you alright?" Just now, Xiao Wenshan received the news that Nanmen Feng had not only returned to the sect, but was also brimming with energy and vitality. There were no signs of injuries at all.

"I should be fine?" Nanmen Feng ridiculed. If it wasn't the God Slaughtering Pagoda, then Nanmen Feng might really have been killed by Xiao Wenshan and the other two. However, under the God Slaughtering Pagoda's healing, Nanmen Feng's injuries were naturally all healed.

"Humph!" Do you know that once you get into the Sword Battlestage, even if I kill you in public, you will die in vain? " Although Nanmen Feng looked like he was fine and was standing there, Xiao Wenshan was still not afraid of Nanmen Feng.

"Cut the crap, the three of you come up and die together!" Nanmen Feng did not say much, and directly pulled out the Xuan-yuan Sword behind him and pointed it at Xiao Wenshan and the other two.

Arrogant! Domineering! At this moment, these two words could best describe Nanmen Feng. Of course, in the eyes of more people, they still felt that Nanmen Feng had gone mad. Nanmen Feng's cultivation level of the sixth level of Martial Stage was well-known, while Xiao Wenshan and the other two had already stayed at the peak of the ninth level for a long time.

Nanmen Feng was not a match for any of the three people of Xiao Wenshan's group, let alone one against three.

"You're looking to die. I'll fight you." Without waiting for Xiao Wenshan to speak, Wen Chengyi jumped onto the Sword Battlestage first. The Seven-star Grass that they snatched from Nanmen Feng had already been handed over to the Xiao Family people to deal with. At this time, Nanmen Feng really scared them when he came back.

However, Wen Chengyi and the other two did not expect Nanmen Feng to be so impatient, to fight the three of them on Sword Battlestage the moment he returned. If not for the Sword Battlestage, it would have been quite easy for Xiao Wenshan and the other two to kill Nanmen Feng within the Myriad Sword Sect. But now that Nanmen Feng had gotten the Sword Battlestage, he was already a dead man.

"I told you to come up and die together!" Seeing that only Wen Chengyi was on stage, a trace of impatience flashed across Nanmen Feng's eyes. He wasn't planning on letting any of them go, but Nanmen Feng knew that as long as he killed one of them, the other two wouldn't dare to go up again.