Chapter 632

"Thirteen swordsmen from the south of the Yangtze River took action, and three of them have already died. Master Ye is waiting by the lake. Today is a good show to watch!"

Throughout Qingzhou, news spread continuously. Many people were walking towards the lakeside of Qingzhou. Master Ye was like the god of war in their hearts. Now that Master Ye appeared again, they naturally wanted to wait and see.

The white-haired old man came to the bank of Qingzhou Lake and looked directly at Ye Tian: "You are Master Ye?"

"That's right! I'm Master Ye." Wearing a mask, Ye Tian said calmly, "Three of the thirteen swordsmen have already fallen. If you know what's interesting, you should leave Qingzhou early! Otherwise, blame me for being ruthless."

"What a big tone!" A few men next to him said coldly: "Master Ye in Qingzhou is really frightening!"

Ye Tian stood on the water with his hands behind his back, his eyes were calm, and he didn't take what he just said seriously.

"My thirteen swordsmen were entrusted to take your life, but I never thought that you are so powerful. Now that the beam has been formed, I will end it here today!" The white-haired old man stepped towards the water with a cane, There was no splash of water where it passed.

Looking at all this, Ye Tian was a little surprised. The white-haired old man was able to do this, obviously not an ordinary person: "I'm curious, who wants to put me to death?"

"It doesn't matter who you are, the important thing is that you have to pay the price today." As soon as the white-haired old man finished speaking, a wave of water rose into the sky, rushing towards Ye Tian, ​​and it became even more powerful under the control of Nei Jin.

Ye Tian receded slightly, and the strength of the white-haired old man was unknown, Ye Tian didn't dare to deal with it easily, after all, there were still nine people staring at him, so he couldn't be restrained by anything.

"It seems that Master Ye is nothing more than that?" A swordsman shook his head: "I overestimate him, the boss will definitely kill him!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Tian disappeared by the Qingzhou Lake, which shocked everyone present, even the white-haired old man looked around.

call out……

In an instant, a sharp sword made of condensed water emerged and stabbed fiercely at the heart of the white-haired old man. If the white-haired old man hadn't dodged by his figure, he might have been buried in the surging river.

The left arm was scratched by the water sword, and the white-haired old man was bleeding profusely, and he seemed a little unstable standing in the river.

"Boss!"

The other nine swordsmen stepped up and came to the lake: "What's going on?"

"Master Ye's strength is extraordinary, you can't be careless." The white-haired old man frowned.

Ye Tian stood with his hands behind his back, standing above the water, and his expression was even more calm: "I have no grievances with the thirteen swordsmen. As long as you tell the mastermind behind it, I may let you live!"

"Hmph, you killed the old five, the sixth and the seventh, and the hatred has long been irresolvable." The white-haired old man said coldly: "You must be buried by the Qingzhou Lake today!"

"Really?" Ye Tian smiled, his whole body undiminished: "The strength of the thirteen swordsmen in the south of the Yangtze River is no more than that, but their tone is not small."

"Thirteen Sword Formation!"

The white-haired old man's voice was cold. Everyone looked at each other and formed a sword formation in an instant. The formation looked quite mysterious, like a dragon in the river, and looked extremely fierce: "Master Ye, even though you are quite strong, but thirteen Swordsmen are infinitely powerful, even if they are kings, they must avoid their edge!"

"Thirteen Sword Formation?" Ye Tian smiled slightly: "It's interesting!"