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With a "sou" sound, a crossbow arrow flew from the back, aimed straight at Ye Mo's heart, who was on the horse's back. Although the arrow was sharp, it still made people wary of it. Ye Mo Han's left hand casually grabbed backward, and already gripped the body of the arrow. With his strength, he broke the arrow into four pieces. At this moment, the horse had stopped. Ye Mo turned around and looked behind him. A hundred zhang away by the side of the road, there were a few thick poplar trees. The surrounding weeds reached up to his knees.

A person was standing under a tree with a crossbow in his hand. He was wearing a grass robe and was obviously camouflaging himself in the weeds. He was waiting for someone to be caught off guard before he could plot against him. The man was over sixty years old, his beard was gray, and his left eye looked as if it had been stabbed. There was only an irregular hole left in it. The man saw Ye Mo Han driving the horse towards him and did not move. He knew Ye Mo Han could easily grab the arrow behind his back, and it would be meaningless for him to shoot again.

Ye Mo Han sized up the one-eyed man in front of him and said: "Are you waiting for me?"

Sweat seeped out of the one-eyed man's forehead as he hurriedly shook his head.

"Then you are here to steal some money?" Ye Wen said again.

The one-eyed man shook his head, then nodded.

Ye Wen dismounted from his horse, walked up to the one-eyed man, and took the crossbow from him. He could feel the one-eyed man's fear, but was this person really hiding in the alley just for money?

Ye Jianhan's left palm suddenly shot out towards the one-eyed man's face. The palm strike hadn't even arrived yet, yet he still struck first. The one-eyed man's hair and grass clothes seemed to float violently in the wind.

"Spare me!" The one-eyed man suddenly knelt down.

"So you're not a mute." Ye Wen Han sighed. He really did not like people kneeling in front of him. It could even be said that he loathed the gift of kneeling down in the first place. Whether it was Nangong Ping who controlled the Nangong family, Wu Dang and Shaolin's two sect heads, or Mo Yunfan who controlled the Mo family. Ye Mo Han only greeted them with the salute of a martial artist. As for kneeling, he had indeed been in front of his grandfather and parents' graves.

After kneeling for a long time, one's knees would bend, and standing up again would be difficult. This was also the nature of a slave, but many people understood this principle, or rather, did not want to understand it.

The one-eyed man said anxiously, "Someone told me to wait here for three days, and all the pedestrians I saw were all killed."

The one-eyed man could not say who the person he was ambushing was, so he naturally had no way of knowing. However, who knew that he would walk this path? Mo Yunfan? Although Ye Wen had casually changed the route, Mo Yunfan could easily ambush them all. What was strange was that Mo Yunfan wanted to kill him right after he left the Mausoleum of Books, so why did he waste so much effort? Thinking about this, Ye Mo Han dispelled his doubts towards Mo Yunfan. After all, it was better for him to live than to die. In this world where benefits were paramount, no one would easily kill someone who could help him.

If it wasn't for Mo Yunfan, who else would it be? Ye Chanhan thought back to the people he had seen recently. As he thought about it, he realized that although they wanted to kill him, they had not reached the stage where they would dare to send people directly. At this time, Ye Mo Han thought of Gu Yi Zhi. Logically speaking, Gu Yi had already returned to the Qing Xuan Palace, so why had he not seen him before? Was he purposely avoiding him, preparing for today's assassination? But why didn't the assassins send out their superior martial artists? Why were they all people without any combat ability? This caused Ye Wen to be puzzled.

"Sou!" The crossbow arrow flew out, aiming straight for Ye Mo Han's lower jaw. At the same time, the one-eyed man used all his strength to push his legs up, and his body flipped backwards, and with two ups and downs, he shot out two more arrows, one towards Ye Mo Han. The arrow shot towards Ye Mo Han's mount, and he was already more than a dozen feet away. When Ye Mo Han heard the sound of the arrow being shot out, he instinctively jumped out of the ground. He was faster than the arrow, and with his left foot raised, he sent the arrow flying. The second arrow had already flown over. Ye Mo did not even think about it. He pushed his palms out and broke the crossbow arrow into hundreds of pieces.

The one-eyed man's qinggong was very good, and by the time Ye Mo Han landed, he had already disappeared from Ye Mo Han's sight. Ye Mo Han didn't stop and ran in the direction he disappeared to. The only thing left here was a horse that had an arrow in its head. It was crying as it struggled, and it looked like it was about to die.

Ye Jianhan had taken the short road that led directly from the four cities to the Jing and Xuan Palace. The terrain of the Star Origin City was uncertain, with mountain ranges, ravines, and a few hills. As for the nearest road, the direction where more one-eyed men fled was the valley. That place could be used to hide an army, and it was also very easy to hide a single person. Ye Mo Han wanted to stop the one-eyed man before he reached the mountain. Ye Mo Han didn't care if there were any soldiers lying in ambush in the valley.

The one-eyed man's movement technique was naturally not as good as Ye Mo Han's, so Ye Mo Han quickly saw his figure, or more accurately, his head was hanging on a tree branch, one eye was wide open, and he was staring furiously at Ye Mo Han. The wound was still bleeding, and a large amount of soil had been dyed red on top of his neck.

The one-eyed man's wound was round and smooth, as if it had been cut off by a sharp weapon. It was hard to tell if it was a blade or a sword, but what was certain was that the killer's kung fu was not weak. Ye Wen Han looked around, only to find no one there, only the valley in the distance.

In front of him was a thirty feet high hill. The grass and trees were flourishing, and there were many vines growing on the ground. They intertwined, intertwined, and intertwined all around without any pattern. At the bottom of the slope, there was a thick layer of grass. At the bottom of the slope, there was a man's body, with his head separated from his body. However, there was a knife in his left hand. The hilt of the saber was made of pure gold, and on top of it was a small skeleton. The skeleton's eyes were two blood-red gems of extraordinary quality.

Ghost Saint Saber Wang Fan Yi Chen ? Ye Mo Han immediately thought of this person when he saw the hilt. Fan Yichen was originally a disciple of the Wudang Sect, but he was exiled from the Sect in violation of the rules and became a ranger. Ye Wen Han had also heard Xie Feiyan's words. Fan Yi Chen had also been a member of the Wu Yi Sect for a period of time, and Xie Feipeng had disappeared after he died. His self-created Ghost Saint Saber Art was ruthless and cunning, and was considered a second-rate character in the martial arts world. The reason why Ye Chanhan knew about him was because when Liang Rufeng had been discussing the sword art, Liang Rufeng had mentioned Fan Yifeng. He had said that more than ten moves of his sword art had been influenced by the Ghost Saint Saber Technique.

Fan Yichen was lying on the ground, his blood was still warm, his legs were stretched out, the blade in his right hand was clenched tight, and his left index finger was pointing in a certain direction, in the direction of his head. Naturally, the murderer did not go far, only to be able to kill Fan Yichen in such a short amount of time without making any sound, and his martial arts were not bad either. Now, it seems that it is not important whether the one-eyed man was killed by Fan Yichen, or by the man who killed Fan Yichen.