C10

The wilderness was desolate and overgrown with weeds. The more the horse rode, the more desolate it became. This was an era of frequent dynasties and heroes. Every time such an era occurred, there would be many interesting stories, but many people would also die. With such a background, if you didn't have the ability to protect your life, you would only become a fish on the chopping block, and be slaughtered at will by someone else's chopping block.

The closer they got to the Wind God Cavern, the stronger the wind. The withered stalks of grass and flowers fluttered with the wind, suddenly rising and falling. When Ye Mo Han saw the protruding mountain peak on the ground, he was less than five kilometers away from the Wind God Cave. The narrow entrance was like the devil's open mouth, wanting to suck in everything in the world. Ye Wen coldly dismounted, and after staring for a while, he walked towards the small entrance. The horse that accompanied him turned around and ran back with a whimper. It struggled to cross all four limbs, but it was more than twice as fast as it had come.

The entrance was three hundred feet, and every step he took was like a punishment. After he passed through the entrance, the wind became lighter. If it were hell on the outside, even if this place wasn't heaven, it would still be a peaceful and peaceful place. This place was like a naturally formed courtyard. There was a lake in the middle with endless ripples on its surface. Naturally, this was the Jade Deep Pool. In front of him, there was a handsome man dressed in white. He was holding a long sword and slowly stabbed it into the water, stirring it for a moment. When he pulled it out, the tip of the sword was already a foot long fish. This person was as good as the wind.

He had a face as fair as jade and eyes like stars. Under his white robe, he seemed gentle and refined. He picked up the fish from the tip of his sword and looked at Ye Mo Han. He asked: "Ye Mo Han?"

"Yes." The leaf sheet replied coldly.

Liangreng threw the sword carelessly on the ground and plunged it into the hilt of the sword. "Come from afar. How about we eat a fish from the Jade Lake?"

Ye Mo Han shook his head, "You should know why I'm here."

"To kill Duan Xingyu as soon as you entered the martial arts world. Zhang Yiming, what you want to do is not a secret in the martial arts world." Liang Rufeng changed the topic of conversation. "But my uncle had already passed away before you killed Duan Xingyu. Four years have passed so far."

"How did he die?" Ye Mo Han obviously didn't believe it, he had always regarded Liang AoTian as his number one enemy, and he came to find Liang AoTian at this time after careful deliberation. Ever since he killed Duan Xingyu and the others, the people in the martial arts world had guessed that Liang AoTian was not Ye Mo Han's opponent. This would undoubtedly create an invisible pressure on Liang Ao Tian, and this was beneficial to Ye Mo Han. But now, when Ye Mo Han heard the news of Liang Ao Tian's death, his heart was not happy at all. He thought about all the times he had killed Liang Ao Tian, and all of it came to nothing.

"I was ambushed and injured, but I didn't last for more than a month." An expression of sadness appeared on Liang Rufeng's face.

"Who is the murderer?"

"I don't know." Liang Rufeng's eyes shone with a bright light, he stared at Ye Mo Han and said: "You don't believe that he is dead?"

"Believe me, Liang AoTian would not have faked his death, and you don't seem like someone who would lie." Ye Mo Han also thought the same way. He had just entered the Wind God Cave, and when he saw the peace that was like the wind, he felt that he was someone to be trusted. In the life of a person, there will always be people who you trust the first time you see them. When you see people like that, there will always be two types of results. One is when you become good brothers, and you can live and die together.

Ye Jianhan didn't want the box to have too much of each other, whether it be brothers or enemies. Now that Liao Ao Tian was dead, Ye Mo Han's last enemy was the overlord of the East China Sea, the void sea.

"You're leaving?" Liang Rufeng asked as he looked at Ye Mo who had turned around.

"Of course."

"Wu Dang and Hua Shan both used the sword as their sect. Zhang Yiming died under your sword." The wind caressed his sword. It was an ordinary sword, but the look in his eyes was as though he was looking at the woman he loved.

Ye Chanhan understood the meaning of the 'benevolent like the wind'. He wanted to compete in sword techniques with himself. At this moment, Liang Wuren was still looking at his sword, as if everything around him had nothing to do with it. Only his sword was his everything, and Ye Muhan suddenly understood Xie Feipeng's words. When he held the sword, his eyes were only focused on the sword, so when he fought someone, he was either thinking of defeating or killing them. At this moment, this kind of person would not even consider their own safety. Victory meant life, and defeat meant death. This was their only creed. Ye Jianhan originally thought that he also revered the belief that victory would lead to life, and defeat would lead to death. Right now, he felt that it was more appropriate to say that only the 'good as good as the wind' was more appropriate. Perhaps it could be said that of all the people Ye Mo Han had met, only the 'good as good as the wind' was that kind of person.

The two became silent. The ripples in the pool expanded faster and faster, as if to create a tense atmosphere between the two.

Ye Mo Han suddenly smiled and said, "Even if you want to compete, you should still give me a sword. Only then will it be fair."

"I've never used a sword."

"You want me to face White Blade empty-handed?"

"If you lose, I won't kill you. If you win, I bow down to you."

Sword qi spread out, imposing and vast. Only the sword technique that brought out the sword Qi was truly a good sword technique. The sword technique that was as good as the wind brought along the sword Qi. His sword techniques were meticulous and orderly, and his sword Qis were sharp and fierce.

To be able to swim in the sword qi was very uncomfortable, and Ye Mo Han was feeling very uncomfortable right now. The sword Qi around him was like a huge cage, growing larger and smaller as his figure changed. Ye Wen Han was still unable to get rid of the cage that seemed to be there. The Lifelike Wind Sword Technique suddenly changed from being stable and orderly to being light and agile, just like a gentleman turning into a lively girl. The combination of these two completely different sword techniques was actually effortless. Ye Chanhan's current speed was almost completely used up in dodging them. After all, he and Good Wind were both top experts. Plus, Good Wind had a sword, and the Wind God Cave was a place where Good Wind had trained in the sword for many years, so it was obvious that he was at a disadvantage. Although Ye Mo Han had seen the move of the Sword Qi many times, he was still surrounded by the Sword Qi. With one move, it was difficult for him to gain the upper hand in this battle.

Liangreng had used four sets of sword techniques, a total of one hundred and twelve moves, and even with one thousand three hundred and six forms, he still had not defeated Ye Mo Han. The breeze was still calm and gentle on the surface, but his heart had more or less become anxious, and the sheets were also cold. There were at least eight times when the sword had almost pierced him. If he was stabbed, then he would have won this match. Ever since Ye Mo had stepped into the martial arts world, he had told himself many times that only victory was allowed and defeat was not allowed, especially before his grandfather's final wish had been fulfilled.

Once again, he changed his moves like the wind. His sword Qi contained the saber art, the saber art contained the spear art, and the spear art hid the whip art. Sabre, sword, defense, spear, close combat, long distance whip, after 50 moves, Ye Mo Han was completely flustered. Ye Wen knew that he would definitely lose if this went on, but he could not think of a method to break the Sword Qi technique. He glanced sideways at the still rippling Jade Lake and his heart lit up. Ye Mo Han no longer pressed his body forward, but instead turned around and approached the Jade Deep Pool. Ye Mo Han no longer dodged. He threw out his palms with all his might, and "Boom!" sounds rang out continuously. The water in the pool was like waves, and the sword qi instantly dissipated.

Originally, the moment Ye Mo Han saw the ripples in the lake, he realized something. When the sword Qi swept across the lake like wind, he used his internal energy to counteract it. When the sword Qi arrived in front of Ye Mo Han, it was already half of its power. In addition to Ye Mo Han's full strength counterattack, the sword Qi also rebounded like ripples. While they were fighting in this way, Liao Rufeng was in the middle of using his move. Before he made his move, he had already seen the backlash from the sword Qi. Instinctively, he threw out a palm with his left hand. When Liang Rufeng struck out with his left palm, Ye Chanhan's palm power had been tempered layer by layer, and he was also at the end of his strength. And just like that, the fierce sword Qi had been obliterated into nothingness by the two people's palm power.

"Good courage, good inner force." A look of approval appeared in Liang Rufeng's eyes.

"Your swordplay is also very good." Ye Mo Han was telling the truth.

"Xu Zihai's martial arts are not your opponent, but he is cunning. With your current reputation, he will definitely be on his guard, so you have to stay alive." Of course, there was another reason for him to live well. Ye Mo knew that a person like Liang Refeng would definitely fight him to the death once again, because he would only do his best when his desire to survive was strong.

Ye Chanhan did not speak. Sometimes, he just silently agreed. Of course he would live well, because Ye Chanhan understood that there were still many things that needed him to do.

Suddenly, deafening booms rang out in succession. Ye Mo Han looked towards the entrance of the Windgod's Abyss and saw smoke billowing from the narrow entrance. Mountain rocks on both sides of the entrance rustled down. They had actually been bombarded by gunfire. Ye Wen listened attentively. Under the bombardment of the cannons, sounds of 'sou sou' could be vaguely heard. It must be that the cannons were moving even faster under the strong wind.

"It's the Ghost Valley's Sky Subduing Cannon." Liang Rufeng's expression changed drastically. Ye Mo Han had also heard Mo Xi Yan mention this before, but he didn't know much about the people from the Ghost Valley.

No one had ever seen his real face. His other specialty was making cannons, and the most powerful one was this kind of anti-sky cannon, which had a range of five miles. Thirty years ago, there was a general who personally invited him to make cannons, but he was killed with a single palm from the general, causing him to disappear, until someone said five years ago that he was working for the Mo Clan.

"Mo Clan?"

"Mo Clan's Mo Yunfan is a clan that has only risen up for ten years. He was once on par with the Nangong Clan. One year ago, the youngest son of the Nangong Clan, Nangong Dingdong, went to the Mo Clan to propose marriage. Mo Yunfan agreed to marry his daughter to Nangong Dingdong."

"Mo Xi Yan is Mo Yunfan's daughter?" Ye Mo Han asked.

"You know her?" Liangreng's expression was a little unnatural.