In the endless sea of page, there are three swordsmen. Each swordsman's practice in swordsmanship can be described as his own school.

Their accomplishments in swordsmanship have been fascinating.

In Yang's eyes, the people in front of him are afraid they can fight against the three swordsmen.

"I hope Brother Ye won't be offended until next."

Yang has endlessly arched his hands, and has considerable recognition for Ye Qingyun.

At this age, Yang Lingling's vision is not bad.

"Well, that's all for now!"

Yang Jian smiled.

"By the way, what about the owner of the Yang family?"

Xu Tiger finally remembered a man and asked.

"My father is already in...