C44

The sunlight was just right. The forest was filled with a thin layer of moisture. "The fragrance of flowers and grass mixed together, giving one a refreshing feeling.

Ye Mo was cleaning the house. Liu Yiyi was sitting alone on the hillside, looking around. It seemed like she knew all the plants here. When he touched them, they were new and unfamiliar. Liu Yiyi felt a slight sense of familiarity towards this place, as well as a sense of being unable to blend in. The combination of these two feelings confused her. Liu Yiyi put her hands on her cheeks and fell into deep thought.

Not far away, a thrush bird caught his eye. Liu Yiyi's anxious thoughts became much better as she watched it freely travel through the forest. As if it knew that someone was observing it, the thrush purposely circled around a few times to head towards the top of the mountain. Liu Yiyi turned her head to look, and her eyes met the sunlight. He felt dizzy as he saw a young man practicing martial arts on the top of the mountain. His clothes were soaked with sweat, sticking closely to his solid body. The thrush bird landed on his thick shoulders and chirped non-stop. The youth gently caressed the back of the bird as he spoke to it in a low voice. His thrush seemed to have understood his words and he obediently fell asleep on the boy's shoulder. The teenager was also very caring. He stood there motionlessly, afraid that he would wake up the bird.

After a long while, the teenager remained motionless. Liu Yiyi found this interesting and wanted to see what the teenager looked like. She was afraid that she would disturb his rest, so she didn't turn around. At this moment, an old man came from afar. The old man walked quickly and arrived beside the young man in the blink of an eye. He grabbed the thrush and squeezed it to death. Liu Yiyi exclaimed. When the old man heard the commotion, he turned his head. It was in front of Liu Yiyi. It raised its palm and hit Liu Yiyi's left shoulder.

Liu Yiyi's shoulder hurt and she opened her eyes. It was Ye Mo Han patting her shoulder. Furthermore, everything that had just happened was just a dream. However, Liu Yiyi's heart was still pounding when she thought of the ferocious expression of the old man in the dream.

"What's wrong? You don't look too good. " Ye Mo Han asked with concern.

"I've been on the road for the past few days. I might be a bit tired." Liu Yiyi smiled apologetically.

"Go take a rest. The room has already been tidied up. You can sleep in the other room." Ye Mo Han helped Liu Yiyi up.

The sound of a huge rock colliding was heard from above. A man nine feet tall with broad shoulders ran toward them. When he reached the mountainside, Ye Wen Han looked at this person carefully. The beard on his square face was as hard as steel, his arms were bare, and his muscles were knotted.

"What are you two little kids sneaking around my territory for?" The big fellow's voice was loud like a bell. When he spoke, his eyebrows were raised, and he exuded an imposing aura even though he was not angry.

"Your territory?" "Ye Wen looked around with a cold smile." Your name isn't written here either. "

The big fellow glared at Ye Mo Han and said seriously, "This Hidden Tiger Mountain was lost to me two years ago by Sun Muxia. This is the territory of Wu Dang, their leader said that it is mine, do you think this is mine? "

Ye Mo Han and Liu Yi Yi could not help but find it funny when they saw the big and sturdy man's true appearance. Subduing Tiger Mountain was a region under the jurisdiction of the Wudang Sect and could not be cultivated, so there were only a few families scattered around the mountain foot. Usually, there were not many people around, so this burly man had made some kind of bet with Sun Muxia and won this mountain. However, in a place like this where there was no advantage at all, no one would ask who lived there. This big man wanted the Sect Leader of the Wudang Sect, Sun Muxia, to admit that the Hidden Tiger Mountain was his, so it was quite interesting.

Ye Jianhan deliberately wanted to tease him to see if he was really interesting. With a stern expression, he said, "That's strange. Two years ago, Sun Muxia personally admitted that this mountain belongs to me."

"Sun Muxia actually dared to go back on his word." The big man let out a strange cry and then shook his head. No, Sun Muxia sent me away before it was too late, how could I give you Tiger Subduing Mountain? "Brat, quickly tell me the truth. Otherwise, I, Zhao Binglong, will smash your head into pieces with my palm."

Liu Yiyi couldn't help but be surprised. She had heard of the name Zhao Binglong before. This person was a travelling adventurer. He had a straightforward personality, was not good at scheming, loved to fight against injustice, and hated others for bullying the weak. Many years ago, one of the subordinates of the Yellow River's Thirteen Stronghold, Zhao Binglong, was caught raping and murdering a woman. In a fit of rage, he had killed all of the thirteen strongholds of the Thirteen Stronghold. However, he could also be temperamental at times. When he saw a good-for-nothing speaking arrogantly to him, regardless of whether the other party had done anything wrong, he would still break his legs. The reason why Zhao Binglong's reputation was so great in the martial arts world was mostly because he had charged into the duels of Wu Dang and Shaolin nine years ago. The strangest thing was that after fighting with these two leaders, Shaolin's Sect Leader, Wu Dai, and his Sect Leader, Sun Mubai, laughed at this Geng Zhi Ranger who had barged into their sect. Zhao Binglong's defeat was six years ago, and the person who defeated him was none other than Liang Aotian. After his defeat, Zhao Binglong's movements had become erratic and erratic. However, the majority of the rumors said that he hid within Mount Wudang and sparred with Sun Muxia for martial arts sparring, hoping to fight with Liao Ao Tian again.

Ye Mo Han looked at Zhao Binglong and knew that his martial arts were not weak. He suddenly wanted to see his martial arts strength, so he said, "If you want to break my head, you'll have to see if your hand is strong enough."

Zhao Binglong made a few noises as he opened his palms like a fan and slapped towards Ye Mo Han's head. It was too late for Liu Yiyi to stop him. Ye Yi Han pushed her away and felt two strong gusts of wind blowing against his face, making his face hurt.

Ye Mo Han didn't dare to be careless. He lowered his head to avoid Zhao Pinglong's attack. Zhao Binglong seemed to have not expected Ye Mo Han to still be able to attack in time. He ignored Ye Mo Han's attack and used both of his arms to smash down towards Ye Mo Han's back.

Ye Mo Han's fists landed on Zhao Binglong's abdomen, but his opponent did not react at all. His strength was like a stone sinking into the ocean, disappearing without a trace. He was astonished. He lowered his head and saw two long shadows approaching him from behind. He knew that these two shadows were Zhao Binglong's arms. Without thinking too much, he stretched his legs diagonally and straightened his body. His upper body then fell straight down to the ground. Just as Xu Jiuyu was about to press his face to the ground, Zhao Binglong's arms had already arrived. Seeing that he was about to smash Ye Chanhan into two, Zhao Binglong laughed heartily.

Liu Yiyi, who was standing to the side, saw this scene and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for Ye Mo Han. However, she had a feeling that Ye Mo Han would definitely be able to escape unscathed.

Zhao Binglong was extremely proud of himself. He even said that Ye Chanhan would definitely lose his life under his arms. However, his arms only made two holes in the ground, while Ye Mo Han stood on the side with a smile. It turned out that Ye Wen had no way of dodging. He used the tip of his feet as a point of force and his body drew a semicircle in the air, dodging Zhao Binglong's fatal strike.

Zhao Binglong's attack failed once again as he took large strides forward and pushed out with his palms. A huge wave of air blasted out and swept away all the leaves within a three meter radius, causing rustling sounds.

Behind Ye Mo Han was Liu Yi Yi, so he had no choice but to use all his might to block this attack.

Leaves rustled as they fell, the world was filled with a chilling aura.

After that palm attack, the Qi and blood in Ye Mo Han's chest started to boil, and he was shocked. He had originally thought that Zhao Binglong's external martial arts would be fierce and overbearing, but he never expected his inner force to be even more overbearing. However, Zhao Binglong was even more surprised. Not only did the young man in front of him dodge two of his killing moves in succession, he actually acted as if nothing had happened after meeting his palm. What they did not know was that when Ye Mo Han, Liang Yifeng, and Nangong Ping had teamed up against Lu Ming, his inner force had increased by quite a bit. If he had teamed up with Zhao Bin Long earlier, even if Ye Mo Han wasn't injured, he would not have just been standing there with his inner force boiling.

Zhao Binglong sized up Ye Wen for a while, then suddenly laughed out loud and praised, "Good boy. Not bad, your kung fu is still inferior to mine, but it's already pretty good. No wonder Sun Muxia wanted to give this place to you. "

Ye Mo Han imitated his actions and laughed out loud, "Your kung fu is not bad, no wonder Sun Muxia gave it to you first."

Zhao Binglong stroked his steel beard and said proudly, "That's only natural. If he doesn't give me this place, I'll stay in Mount Wudang every day and finish off all their old Taoists."

Ye Chanhan did not have a good impression of the martial arts sects in the martial arts world. He had heard Zhao Binglong refer to the martial arts sects as bullies and took advantage of his own feelings. After the three of them exchanged names, Zhao Binglong asked the two why they had come to the Hidden Tiger Mountain. The more Ye Chanhan, Liu Yiyi, and Zhao Binglong chatted, the more they speculated about each other. Zhao Binglong was a straightforward person. Even though he was twenty or thirty years away from Ye Mo Han and Liu Yi Yi, he did not have good scheming and his thoughts were pure. Among those who had crawled and rolled in the martial arts world for many years, Zhao Binglong appeared to be quite out of the ordinary.