The white-haired old man, Butler Ye and others looked at the figure blocking Chen Tian in great shock.

In comparison, he is still very young.

He was in his early forties, holding a long sword over one meter long in his hand, with a dragon totem carved on it.

He was wearing a loose black Tai Chi suit and looked very ordinary, but his eyes were particularly sharp.

"This sword? This swordsmanship?"

The white-haired old man looked at the man in black in surprise, feeling very shocked.

In this day and age, there are very few people who still use swords.

The man in black in front of him held a very authentic sword in his hand.

At this time, the man in black spoke:

"The Ye family has lost face in Jiangzhou, so I sent you here to get it back. Little did you know that a gray-haired old man who bullies a child will become the laughing stock of the world."

"Is this the reason why no other members of the Ye family are willing to come?"

Butler Ye said unhappily:

"Who are you to interfere with the Ye family's affairs?"

"Hahaha, everyone in the world is in charge of the affairs of the world. Besides, this son is the descendant of my Yang family. How can I, the Yang family, not care about him?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked.

No matter it was Butler Ye, the white-haired old man, or the Dragon King, they were all extremely frightened.

The white-haired old man said in shock:

"Are you the sword master of the Yang family? The number one swordsman in the world today, Yang Qingfeng?"

The man in black smiled:

"You still have some knowledge and can know me."

"Hehehe, there are rumors that Yang Qingfeng has been dead for many years. I didn't expect that you are still alive!"

The white-haired old man said in surprise.

Butler Ye was also shocked and said:

"What does this kid have to do with the Yang family?"

Yang Qingfeng sneered:

"You don't need to worry about this. You only need to know that if the Ye family dares to kill Chen Tian, ​​the Yang family will destroy the Ye family."

"You, you, you..."

Butler Ye said the word "you" three times in a row, and his face turned pale with fright.

Although the Yang family does not have a commander-in-chief, the strength of the Yang family in Kyoto is not smaller than that of the Ye family.

It can be said that both the relationship in Kyoto and the family's wealth cannot be underestimated.

Yang Qingfeng put the sword back into its scabbard and snorted coldly:

"This sword was transported by a special plane. If the sword comes out of the body again, I will definitely carry all of your heads back to Kyoto."

"If the Ye family does not leave Jiangzhou within one day, they will become enemies of the Yang family!"

His voice was full of unspeakable intimidation, he raised his hand, pointed at Guan Ye's family and said:

"you!"

"We are even less qualified to represent the Ye family as the enemy of the Yang family and bring this news to Commander Ye!"

The white-haired old man was extremely angry.

But Butler Ye was so frightened that he was sweating profusely, and he quickly waved his hand and shouted:

"Everyone, please return to Kyoto immediately. No stop is allowed."
Chapter completed!