The next day, Chen Muzi searched for Yang Fan all over the mountain, and the head of the family disappeared as soon as he took office.

Chen Muzi was ready to teach Yang Fan for a few days and then went out to travel, who would have thought that Yang Fan would directly pick his son and leave.

Yang Fan took Ouyang Tao's brothers and sisters to leave Wutong Mountain overnight and walked in the direction of Qingzhou, completely unaware that a pair of eyes were staring at them tightly in the dark.

Zhang Jiutian can be said to hate Yang Fan to the core, he had already controlled the Wutong faction, but he was disturbed by Yang Fan alone.

What made him even more annoyed was that this Chen Muzi actually passed the position of head to Yang Fan, and the head ring was also in Yang Fan's hand.

Therefore, Zhang Jiutian has been lurking in the dark, ready to attack Yang Fan.

When Yang Fan and the three of them left the Wutong faction at night, Zhang Jiutian followed all the way, and he chose to forbear in the sphere of influence of the Wutong faction, and the martial arts of the three opponents were not low, and they were not sure to attack rashly.

Ouyang Tao frowned, he always felt that there were eyes staring at him in the dark, as a member of the internal guard, his vigilance had always been extremely high.

"Brother Yang, I always have a feeling of being targeted. ”

Yang Fan looked back at the mountains and forests behind him, but didn't see anything unusual: "We left very secretly this time, Brother Ouyang, are you too sensitive?"

Ouyang Tao shook his head and said: "I don't know, if we are really targeted, but we don't have the slightest notice, this person's martial arts will never be below us." ”

Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little furious in his heart, there are a lot of people who have offended now, the people behind the Flying Dragon Castle have not yet been found, and now they have offended the Heaven Killing Sect, these people have a reason to kill themselves.

Zhao Xiaoyu proposed, "Either we will return to the Wutong Sect." ”

Zhao Xiaoyu also felt that way, and couldn't help but feel a little worried in his eyes.

Yang Fan shook his head: "No, just escape and go back, so shameless, if you are afraid, you go back first, I want to see who it is? ”

Ouyang Tao: "Whatever Brother Yang said, of course we want to follow you, but I also ask Brother Yang to promise me that if you are really in danger, don't worry about us, and put your own safety first." ”

Yang Fan smiled: "I'm not as great as you, of course my own life is important, I haven't become a world-famous hero yet." ”

Zhao Xiaoyu pouted and said: "A real hero will not care about these false names, you can't be counted as a chivalrous person at all if you are a chivalrous man for this false name." ”

Yang Fan said dissatisfiedly: "How can Zhao Da Meinu speak, chivalrous and righteous, holding unevenness, this is chivalrous, what I care about is what happens to this name? This shows that I am real, not hypocritical, there are a few heroes who don't care about reputation, they just don't admit it, in fact, it's not the same in their hearts, it's better for me to say it directly." ”

Zhao Xiaoyu was stunned: "I'm too lazy to tell you, a bunch of crooked reasoning." ”

Ouyang Tao said with a smile: "Actually, I think that Brother Yang is the true temperament, and he has done all the chivalrous things, and it is not too much to let others call him a hero, compared to many hypocrites in the rivers and lakes, who are plainly dignified, but secretly insidious and cunning." ”

At this time, a woodcutter appeared on the road ahead, carrying a bundle of firewood in the middle of the road, and the woodcutter turned his back to Yang Fan and the three of them, and he couldn't see his face.

This is the Black Bear Mountains, and there are very few homes in front of and behind it.

Ouyang Tao stepped forward and said to the woodcutter: "This uncle, can you put down the firewood first, let's go first." ”

The woodcutter's ears didn't seem to be very good, and he didn't pay attention to Ouyang Tao.

Ouyang Tao had no choice but to take two more steps forward, and just as he was about to speak, the woodcutter suddenly turned around, pulled out his long sword from the pyre, and suddenly stabbed at Ouyang Tao like a spiritual snake.

Ouyang Tao exclaimed in surprise, his body fell backwards, the soles of his feet exerted force, and he retreated backwards.

Dodged the long sword, but failed to dodge the sword, the sword left a deep wound in Ouyang Tao's abdomen, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

Yang Fan and Zhao Xiaoyu drew their swords and attacked, blocking the second sword of the woodcutter.

Ouyang Tao squatted on the ground with his abdomen covered, his expression very painful.

Yang Fan vigilantly stood in front of Ouyang Tao: "Brother Ouyang, how are you?"

Ouyang Tao sealed a few acupuncture veins on his body, so that the blood did not drain so quickly, his face was already pale, and he said in a low voice: "Brother Yang, you go quickly, this person is a master." ”

Of course, the person who can use the sword is a master, but this face looks very unfamiliar.

Yang Fan frowned and looked at the woodcutter: "Your Excellency is Zhang Jiutian?"

The woodcutter was stunned, and then laughed sadly: "I didn't expect that your kid's eyesight is not bad, and you can see this." ”

The woodcutter stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, and returned to his original appearance, it was Zhang Jiutian.

Yang Fan: "In this way, the person who was buried as the corpse of the head of Chen was also from your handiwork, and the disguise technique was almost the same." ”

Zhang Jiutian: "It turns out that you went to the back mountain to dig a grave, it seems that I was really careless, there is one thing I have never been able to understand, how did you rescue Chen Muzi? The dungeon is heavily guarded, and with your martial arts, it is impossible for the guards to be unaware." ”

Yang Fan smiled: "After I tell you, can you let us go?"

Zhang Jiutian shook his head: "I can't, but I can make you die a happy death." ”

Zhao Xiaoyu looked at Ouyang Tao worriedly: "Senior brother, are you okay?"

Ouyang Tao's lips turned white, and he said softly: "Senior sister, leave with Yang Fan quickly, remember, even if you try your best, you have to save him." ”

Zhao Xiaoyu's eyes were filled with tears, he reached out and pushed Yang Fan away, and shouted: "You go quickly, I'll stop him." ”

The long sword in Zhao Xiaoyu's hand flashed with a white light curtain, and his body rushed towards Zhang Jiutian like a sharp arrow.

Jade kill!

The most ruthless swordsmanship in the internal guard, there is the determination to break the net and burn the jade to exert the power of this swordsmanship.

Zhang Jiutian's martial arts are far higher than Zhao Xiaoyu, and now Ouyang Tao is seriously injured and has lost his combat power, with the strength of Yang Fan and Zhao Xiaoyu, he can't win Zhang Jiutian at all, so Zhao Xiaoyu decided to use this trick to buy time for Tianyu.

Of course, she didn't want to die, this was the first time she had left Kyoto on a mission, and she still had a good life, but as a member of the internal guard, the mission was the most important, even if she sacrificed herself, she didn't hesitate to do it.

Zhang Jiutian was also stunned, Zhao Xiaoyu's whole body was flawed, and she could finish her off with a casual sword, but the sword in her hand was full of cold killing intent, this is a way of fighting that hurts a thousand enemies and eight hundred, why is she so desperate?

Zhang Jiutian naturally didn't want to be injured under this sword, so he had no choice but to retreat.

For a while, the sword qi was flying, and at first glance, Zhao Xiaoyu was actually pressing Zhang Jiutian to fight.

Zhao Xiaoyu looked at Yang Fan there motionlessly, and suddenly became anxious, and shouted, "You don't want to go quickly." ”

Yang Fan shook his head, this stupid woman is really scary to fight hard, but can she escape alone? Let a woman fight for herself here, this is not Yang Fan's style.