Eight gates! cutting the lake water with the saber

A ripple appeared on the calm surface of the lake. Qin bei was riding a small boat, heading toward long zhantian.

Along the way, Qin bei could feel the gazes from the many small islands around him, intentionally or otherwise.

Among them, there were quite a few people who were filled with killing intent towards him!

However, Qin bei did not care about these people at all. He stood with his hands behind his back and headed straight for them.

general of the southern region, Qin bei, you've finally come!

On a small boat, long zhantian slowly stood up and stared at Qin bei with his sharp eyes.

With the meeting between Qin bei and long zhantian, everyone's eyes also focused on them!

"Qin bei, don't you have anything to explain before we start?"

Long zhantian's aged eyes coldly stared at Qin bei. "You killed three of my disciples!"

there's no need to say anything more. Your disciples all deserve to die. If you want to fight, then fight. I'll accompany you!