A domineering sword breed with talent that can last for thousands of years.

Five years have passed, and this man returned to the Xuantian Pavilion, still as before, with the image of an abyss of sword intent, domineering and shocking aura, strong means, and ruthless character, which suppressed people's hearts and caused inexplicable fear.

"The Domineering Swordsman...it is indeed him...exactly the same as the rumors say."

"This man has no inhibitions and is lawless... He... He has no human emotions at all."

"It's so... so cruel... He... Did he kill Senior Sister Jiang? Oh my God... Senior Sister Ning is right in front of me."

At this moment, everyone was so frightened by Feng Wannian's methods and ruthlessness that they could not speak. Their hearts were trembling, as if they were walking on thin ice.

Most of these disciples started their careers within five years of Feng Wannian's disappearance. Even so, they had more or less heard of the evil reputation of the domineering sword species.

Xuanmen has spent a lot of time and effort to create a sword species that is as inhuman as a monster. The alien species is king and can be said to be invincible among its peers.

It is said that this madman was like a demon and killed more than 300 children of the same age. He was as terrifying as a demon and as evil as a demon.

However, legends are just legends after all, and no one has ever seen them with their own eyes.

But today, Feng came back.

This man is even more incredible than rumored.

In broad daylight, in full view of everyone, he actually seriously injured a Lingmen disciple in front of Ning Huanzhen, suppressed Jiang Chuyin so hard, beat her until she didn't know whether she was alive or dead, and even nailed her to death in front of the [Lingmen] portal.

"He...is really a domineering swordsman..."

Chen Wangdu looked a little dazed as he looked at the scene in front of him. Even though he had been in Xuantian Pavilion for many years and even had rich grassroots work experience, he had never seen such a battle.

For those who dare to be so lawless in the Xuantian Pavilion, Feng Wannian is really a scorpion, a poisonous one.

"Feng Wannian, you are crazy!"

At this moment, Ning Huanzhen finally couldn't bear it any longer. She let out a low roar, showing deep anger, and her erratic figure was like the roar of the wind, and she took a picture of Jiang Chuyin who was nailed to the bronze door.

This originally arrogant and proud girl from the Ling Sect was now as angry as a thread, and there was a ray of fire in her heart that seemed to be extinguished at any moment.

With such a serious injury, he was almost on the verge of death.

Thinking of this, the anger in Ning Huanzhen's eyes almost burst out, and the look he looked at Feng Wannian became a little more serious.

"To kill a fellow disciple in broad daylight...Feng Wannian, do you know what a serious crime this is?" Ning Huazhen shouted in a deep voice.

The first rule of Xuantian Pavilion's sect rules is that anyone who disobeys and rebels, kills fellow disciples, colludes and returns to the ruins... and other ten major crimes are equivalent to rebellion and should be punished according to the law.

Today, in front of the Ling Sect, Feng Wannian seriously injured the Ling Sect disciples in front, and suppressed Jiang Chuyin in the back. There were at least dozens of pairs of eyes watching, not to mention Ning Huanzhen being present. It was obvious that he could not escape the charge of murdering his fellow disciples.

"Senior Sister Ning, how about I harmed you? If you can convict me, just do it..."

Feng Wannian looked indifferent, and his cold eyes glanced at the half-dead Jiang Chuyin.

"I want to see if the museum will punish me for this waste..."

"you……"

Ning Huan's eyes widened, he was so angry that he didn't know what to do.

Feng Wannian is right, he is a Xuanmen sword type, very domineering, the museum has spent countless resources, paid a lot of price and effort on him.

In a sense, Feng Wannian is not just an individual, he is also an extremely important wealth and treasure of Xuantian Pavilion.

Not to mention that Jiang Chuyin is not dead yet, even if Jiang Chuyin dies later, the museum will not do anything to Feng Wannian.

Apart from anything else, Xuanmen will be the first to jump out and try to protect Feng Wannian.

Compared to this overbearing swordsman, he was just an ordinary disciple who died. How could he let the Xuantian Pavilion's years of hard work go to waste just because of her?

Besides, she may not have been killed by Feng Wannian...

Although everyone saw Feng Wannian take action, it is possible that Jiang Chuyin had a physical problem before Feng Wannian took action, but no one noticed it.

So from this perspective, Jiang Chuyin's death had nothing to do with Feng Wannian.

From the perspective of a domineering swordsman... no, from the perspective of justice, if Feng Wannian is charged with killing his fellow disciples, it would be a blasphemy against the law, a trampling on justice, and irresponsibility for the world's people.

Therefore, Jiang Chuyin's death was obviously her own fault, and it had nothing to do with Feng Wannian in any case.

At this moment, Ning Huanzhen’s words of [Xuanmen] had already appeared in his mind.

"Do you really think I dare not touch you?"

Ning Huanzhen clenched his fists tightly, and his bright eyes suddenly showed a murderous intent.

She is a senior sister of Lingmen and a female official in the palace. If she doesn't have any attitude towards this matter today, then she won't get along with her in the future.

"You can try...see if you can suppress me before all these people die."

Feng Wannian had no inhibitions, and his cold eyes swept over everyone's face.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed, and deep fear and horror appeared on their trembling faces.

The implication is that this domineering swordsman didn't take their lives seriously at all. If Ning Huanzhen dared to take action, he would go on a killing spree and let them all be buried with him.

"Is this lunatic...really lawless?"

"Oh my god...there are no taboos...really there are no taboos...he doesn't take anyone's life seriously?"

"This madman...is he really not afraid of anything?"

Everyone's hearts trembled, and waves suddenly rose. After seeing Jiang Chuyin's fate, they had no doubts about Feng Wannian's wild words.

"Sister Ning, if you want to take action, don't hold back."

Feng Wannian's indifferent gaze swept across Ning Huanzhen's face, with a hint of arrogance and disdain in his deep eyes.

In the eyes of this domineering swordsman, even Ning Huanzhen is just a mortal, essentially the same as Jiang Chuyin.

"Let's go."

Feng Wannian walked straight past Ning Huanzhen without even looking at her.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Li Mo followed closely, but he was also unaware.

Today, he had a new understanding of Lao Feng. With such a backer in the Xuantian Pavilion, his back was naturally harder, and he raised his head three points higher, looking at those stunned souls.

The disciples couldn’t help but want to laugh.

"Old Feng, you are really a murderous devil."

"Each other."

"Concession, concession."

Feng Wannian and Li Mo met each other and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight while chatting and laughing.

"Ning...Senior Sister Ning...should this matter be settled here?"

At this moment, someone finally dared to step forward and ask Ning Huanzhen.

Jiang Chuyin's life or death is uncertain. If it is left unchecked and word gets out, the outside world will think that their spirit sect is a soft persimmon that can be manipulated at will.

"You go and sue... You can sue wherever you can..." Ning gritted his teeth.

At this time, they had no other choice but to cry out.

The final result is that the top management quarrels with each other, and finally nothing comes to an end. If they want a small punishment but a big warning, Feng Wannian should be punished...

Ning really looked at Jiang Chuyin in his arms and immediately shook his head.

Even if Jiang Chuyin's life was taken, Feng Wannian would not be punished.

You know, that is a domineering sword type, and the backstage is as tough as a 17 or 18-year-old boy Xuan Gen, and ordinary people can't shake it at all.

"Who is the young man next to Feng Wannian?"

At this moment, Ning Huazhen suddenly asked.

"Li Mo... Li Mo from Luofu Mountain, a newcomer who just entered the capital..." Someone whispered and told the origin.

"So it's him!?" Ning whispered softly.

The shattering of the magic knife, the death of Ye Bufan, the big fuss in the warden department... Although these things were covered up by the Xuantian Pavilion, Ning Zhen was not an ordinary person after all, and he had heard about the secrets inside.

This disciple of Luofu Mountain was mentioned in every article.

"The descendant of Black Sword... actually got together with Feng Wannian." Ning Huanzhen frowned, showing a solemn expression.

"Sister Ning, what should we do now?"

"Report this matter first... Even though he is a Xuanmen swordsman, he cannot run amok. Someone must restrain him..." Ning Huazhen said in a deep voice.

A sword, no matter how sharp it is, is useless if it cannot be driven and instead injures the owner.

Even a divine sword needs a scabbard to contain its edge.

As a domineering sword type, his specialness can only be within certain rules.

"in addition……"

Ning Huazhen lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Chuyin, whose breath was almost imperceptible.

"Fetch Jiang Chen for me."

"Martial Arts Mountain Jiang Chen!?"
To be continued...