Just when the sword had already passed through Chen Fan's hair, and it could pierce Chen Fan's head in the first step, something incredible happened.

I saw that Chen Fan, who had just been nailed to the ground, suddenly raised his head, his scarlet eyes were full of endless murderous aura, and in Chen Fan's eyes, Brother Jiu seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of corpses.

Such a scene, even the ninth brother who has been walking in the pile of dead people all year round is really startled, but that feeling comes and goes quickly.

Chen Fan, who was still with a fierce aura in his eyes just now, closed his eyes groggily for some reason, and then lowered his head back and continued to kneel there, as if nothing had happened before.

Feeling that something was not quite right with Chen Fan, the ninth brother no longer had any hesitation, drew his sword and stabbed Chen Fan in the back of the head.

But this time, before the sword approached Chen Fan, a bone-chilling chill hit from behind, and the somewhat flustered Ninth Brother hurriedly turned around and put the sword against his chest and made a defensive posture.

The next moment, with a wail, Brother Jiu flew backwards several meters like a kite with a broken string.

Brother Jiu, who was leaning on the tree, looked at the sword in his hand, not so much looking at the sword as at the murder weapon inserted in the sword to kill him.

Looking at the small part of the leaves left outside, Brother Jiu's eyes were very complicated, he didn't expect that there were such masters around, if he hadn't reacted faster, he would definitely be pierced through the chest by this leaf and die of serious injuries.

Hearing a soft sound on his head and on the ground, the cold hair on the ninth brother's body was about to explode, he hurriedly took out a few flying knives from his arms and threw them above his head.

Brother Jiu thinks that he throws flying knives trickily, and there are only a few people in the world who can compare, and the few throwing knives he just threw are also coated with poison that can diffuse in the air, although I don't know if it will be useful for such a master, but it should be no problem to let him trouble it.

The top priority is to kill Chen Fan as soon as possible and complete the task. So much so that at the moment of throwing, Brother Jiu suddenly burst out with his sword and stabbed towards Chen Fan.

But everything was beyond Brother Jiu's expectations, he thought that the flying knife thrown would cause even the slightest trouble to the people who came, so that he would have time to kill Chen Fan.

But before Brother Jiu approached Chen Fan, several sounds of breaking the air sounded in his ears. Frightened, Brother Jiu hurriedly adjusted his body and rolled to the side.

When he stabilized his figure, he no longer dared to act rashly, because he saw a figure that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

I saw a plainly dressed old man standing on the top of the tree, and where he could not borrow strength under his feet, he stood on the top of the tree like a take-off, and there were countless leaves floating around him.

The leaves that were nothing in the eyes of others were like a sharp blade that could kill him at any time in the eyes of the top killer of Brother Jiu.

He secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, sorted out his tone, and bowed to the old Taoist on the top of the tree, "I don't know that the immortals are meditating here, I have no intention of disturbing, forget the immortals and let me live." ”

The old man, who was standing on the top of the tree, ignored him, and instead turned his gaze to the depths of the forest and glanced meaningfully.

When Brother Jiu saw that the immortal on the top of the tree did not answer, he thought that Lao Dao had promised to let him go.

Then he dragged his injured body and turned around to leave, but he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Chen Fan, who was lying on the ground with a weak breath, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Brother Jiu never forgot the purpose of coming here, and the moment he turned around, Brother Jiu threw the sword in his hand at Chen Fan.

Seeing that the sword was about to pierce Chen Fan's head, a trace of success flashed in Brother Jiu's eyes.

He was very familiar with Chen Fan, and he also saw Chen Fan's affection and righteousness during the conversation, although he didn't want to kill Chen Fan.

But after thinking of Chen Fan's value in that person's eyes, Brother Jiu finally made up his mind to kill Chen Fan.

There's no way, the current Chen Fan is too valuable, Brother Jiu is a killer, he doesn't believe in any affection, in his eyes, he interacts with you because you are valuable, when someone offers more than he can get in you, Brother Jiu can kill others who think he is his best friend without hesitation. Now is the best proof of this.

Watching the sword quickly approach Chen Fan, Brother Jiu seemed to see his glory and wealth.

But the next moment, when he didn't expect it, the immortal suddenly attacked, and instantly shot dozens of leaves, and in an instant, he cut the sword flying in the air into pieces.

Then, when he turned to look at Lao Dao, he found that he was also looking at himself and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

His heart trembled, and he immediately turned around and was about to run, but the next moment, a pain from the bottom up went straight to his brain, and after a cry of pain, Brother Jiu knelt on the ground weakly.

And Lao Dao didn't care about the ninth brother who was kneeling on the ground, but a leap fell to Chen Fan's side, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the four daggers swayed away from Chen Fan's body.

Seeing that the blood hole on Chen Fan's body was still bubbling with blood, Lao Dao slowly squatted down, gently raised one of Chen Fan's hands, took out a rag from his arms, and carefully wiped the blood stains on Chen Fan's hands.

While wiping it, he didn't forget to sigh and said, "Little guy, I know that you are for my good, and I am afraid of causing trouble, but how do you know that what is coming is trouble......"

As he spoke, Lao Dao wiped the blood on Chen Fan's face and hands roughly, so that Lao Dao could see Chen Fan's face clearly.

Then Lao Dao gently picked up Chen Fan, turned around and walked towards Brother Jiu step by step.

After death was infinitely approaching him, the last line of defense in Brother Jiu's heart was finally broken, and he begged Lao Dao for mercy, "Let me go, I'm just a person who takes money to do things!"

At this moment, even if the ninth brother is stupid, he can see that this immortal-like old Taoist appeared here to save Chen Fan.

Thinking of this, Brother Jiu couldn't help but scold Chen Fan in his heart: You said that there is such a strong person behind you, why didn't you call it out earlier.

But what Brother Jiu didn't know was that Chen Fan thought in his heart that Lao Dao was not Brother Jiu's opponent.

And Lao Dao continued to walk forward as if he didn't see Brother Jiu.

When he walked past Brother Jiu and came behind Brother Jiu, Lao Dao spoke: "I didn't expect you to be really calm! ”

And Lin Zhong could vaguely respond, Lao Dao sneered and then raised his hand and slapped it towards the ninth brother's heavenly spirit cover.

At this moment, a silver needle appeared on the back of Brother Jiu's neck, and then Brother Jiu staggered and fell asleep like a drunk.

Looking at the ninth brother who had fallen asleep, Lao Dao continued to sneer, "It seems that you are quite attentive to this chess piece!"

And this time there was no quiet in the forest as before, an old and hoarse voice came from the forest, and the voice sounded very uncomfortable: "Aren't you the same! For the sake of your own chess pieces, you actually meddle in the affairs of juniors, it seems that you are also quite concerned!"

And this time, Lao Dao did not rush to refute, but glanced at Chen Fan in his arms, and muttered in his mouth, "Chess pieces?"

After a moment of silence, Lao Dao spoke, and as soon as he spoke, the man in the forest was taken aback: "He is not my pawn, but my apprentice." ”

Listening to Lao Dao's reply, the man in the forest lost his voice and said, "Your apprentice, don't be funny, a chess piece is a chess piece, even if you put on a lot of disguise, in the end he is still a chess piece." ”

And this time, Lao Dao didn't talk, but hugged Chen Fan and turned around to leave.

Before leaving, Lao Dao turned around and glanced at the forest again, although he couldn't see anyone, but Lao Dao knew that the person was in his heart now, and then threatened, "If you dare to touch my apprentice, believe it or not, I will enter your chess game alone and overturn all your abacus!"

Without waiting for the man in the forest to speak, Lao Dao glanced at the ninth brother who was unconscious at his feet, and said, "I don't care whose orders he takes, but you must settle this matter for me!"

Then he turned away without looking back.

After a long time, there was the sound of trees breaking in the forest, and I saw a short old man sitting on the towering tree with several sections stretched out of the woods, and muttered with a sad face, "It's messy, it's all messy." ”