On the street, young people in a panic ran through the layers of crowds, searching around.

"Yinglan, don't let anything happen to you. As he spoke, Gu Lichuan stared at the ground tightly - the shoes of Ying Lan, who had been blessed by the hand of God, had left invisible marks on the ground, and under the perspective of the silver pupils, the traces were as clearly visible as the blood stains examined with benzidine.

"Be careful," Suddenly, the figure of the silver pupil floated on Gu Lichuan's side, staring indifferently ahead, "I saw more than one person. ”

"Thanks for the reminder," Gu Lichuan nodded and sped up, "But even if there are a hundred people now, I have to go and bring Ying Lan back!"

Listening to Li Youshu's words, Ying Lan sneered: "Is it my father's meaning, or is it Ling Han's meaning?"

"Isn't it different?" Li Youshu closed his eyes and chuckled, and as soon as his eyes opened, a murderous aura rushed from behind him. Without any more nonsense, Li Youshu kicked the ground with both legs, raised the steel pipe in his hand and stabbed at Yinglan.

Seeing Li Youshu attacking, Ying Lan stretched out his hand to the void behind him, and the steel pipe placed in the corner flew in and fell into Ying Lan's hands impartially. Dancing the steel pole in his hand, Ying Lan swung to the left, and pushed Li Youshu's stab to the side.

"Do you want to fight with me?" Seeing that Yinglan dodged a blow, Li Youshu's face showed a happy expression, took half a step back, and with his left foot as the axis, Li Youshu quickly swung his arm, and with his own rotation, the steel pipe rotated rapidly in Li Youshu's hand, grabbing one end of the steel pipe of nearly two meters, Li Youshu swept towards Yinglan.

The force of this blow was not comparable to the previous stabbing blow, and Ying Lan put the steel pipe in his hand on his side, trying his best to resist Li Youshu's blow. The two steel pipes collided, and a whining vibration sounded, and Ying Lan was shaken back again and again by the huge force.

Li Youshu took back the steel pipe and carried it on his shoulder. looked at the steel pipe in Ying Lan's hand falling to the ground with a "dang bang", and the place that had been deflated by his blow broke directly with the shock of the landing.

Ying Lan held her left arm with her right hand, looking uneasy—although she had used the hand of God to maximize the hardness of the steel pipe, she could still barely catch Li Youshu's blow. The steel pipe has been broken in two, and his arm is faintly numb, and it is difficult to even make a fist.

"Second Miss, have you really practiced well?" Li Youshu tapped his shoulder with a steel pipe with some dissatisfaction, "I told you, although it is a good thing to have superpowers, but physical fitness must also keep up." ”

"Shut up," Ying Lan gripped back and forth with her left hand, trying to ease the numbness of the electric shock, "Are you underestimating your combat power?" ”

"That's not true," Li Youshu said, putting the steel pipe across his back and taking a stance, "I'm already very careful, if you have a spear in your hand, you will be pierced in the throat if you can't even see my first blow, and if I use all my strength, the steel pipe in your hand will break directly when resisting my swing, and my steel pipe will shatter your skull......"

There was a hint of wavering in Ying Lan's eyes - Li Youshu, sanctioning the man with the highest basic combat effectiveness in the mercenary group, if it was only about weapon fighting and hand-to-hand combat, even the regiment leader Ling Han would have to retreat three points. When he was in Wuming, his own fighting skills were taught by this man. And now, the two are fighting in the cramped and gloomy alleys, which is very advantageous for Li Youshu, because it is difficult for Ying Lan to use a large-scale attack of the Hand of God in such an environment, and for Li Youshu, who emphasizes the accuracy and lethality of the attack, this space is more than enough.

"Li Youshu, I have to admit that you are stronger than me, and you are much stronger. With that, Ying Lan let go of her right hand and let her left arm hang down.

"What's the matter, can't you move your left hand?" Seeing Ying Lan's appearance, Li Youshu began to worry. Indeed, his task is to "bring back Yinglan as much as possible", but he and Yinglan are also considered teachers and students, not to mention hurting the second miss, Yu Linghan and Yu Yeshen are not a matter.

To exercise the hand of God in such a place...... Thinking so, Ying Lan looked behind Li Youshu, and the narrow alley led into the distance, straight and narrow. Looking around, except for a few steel pipes piled up on one side, there is only some garbage. Something like a steel pipe, if the strength is not enough, it can't cause harm to Li Youshu at all.

So what means should be used to fight him?

Sweat streaked across Haunting's sideburns. Indeed, even if you lose, you won't have to worry about your life, but what is the difference between forcing yourself to go back to that home and killing yourself.

Suddenly, a picture flashed through Lan's mind like an electric shock.

Sword, blood, moonlight - it's Lianpu, it's Lianpu of Moonlight City. His tricks are straight, sharp, and invisible.

Seeing Yinglan standing there staring at herself silently, Li Youshu pouted: "Second Miss, you should also know that you don't have the slightest chance of winning, why don't you go back with me to meet your new aunt, maybe you will ...... when you meet your fiancé."

Before he finished speaking, Li Youshu subconsciously picked up the steel pipe, and the sound of cutting "poof" sounded from the inner wall of the steel pipe. Immediately afterwards, with a "dang long" sound, a section of steel pipe fell to the ground, leaving a smooth incision.

"Listen to the words of the people......" helplessly wiped the blood from the wound on his face, Li Youshu said to himself.

Ying Lan raised her right hand, and in the alley, bursts of air flowed towards Ying Lan's forearms, encircling her hand in a tornado that emitted a shrill roar.

It was the wind that could hurt him!

"Hmph," Li Youshu sneered, "You have a lot of tricks, look at what the people in the special operations team have taught you." ”

"You're not qualified to comment on them. Ying Lan stared at Li Youshu, and the wind in her hand gathered more and more, flowing faster and faster.

It's not enough, it's bigger, bigger. With the help of the topography of the alley, it all hit Li Youshu!

"I won't let you succeed," feeling the danger of that move, Li Youshu threw the remaining half of the steel pipe in his hand at Ying Lan, "If you take that move, you will die." I don't remember learning the art of windproofing. ”

The tip of the steel pipe shot towards Ying Lan, and Li Youshu's figure also followed the side of the steel pipe at the same time, but before it touched Ying Lan, whether it was the steel pipe or Li Youshu, they were bounced out by an invisible force.

"It's the wind wall. Li Youshu, who was standing still, returned to the starting place, staring at Yinglan surrounded by the hurricane, and couldn't help but get nervous.

"It's too late to stop it. Aiming at Li Youshu, Ying Lan raised his right arm - at this time, the tornado had changed from encircling his arm to an invisible existence like a rocket surrounding him.

"Second Miss, don't force me to do it!" Li Youshu's expression became hideous, and the situation began to develop in a direction he didn't expect - he just wanted to play with Yinglan, but now it has really become a life-and-death fight, and the two must be injured.

"Li Youshu," Ying Lan's expression did not change in the slightest, "I will definitely not return to Wuming." ”

As soon as the words fell, a hurricane torrent poured out from behind Ying Lan, crashing all the way towards Li Youshu, and even the sound of a dragon roaring faintly sounded. Although the hurricane has a tendency to weaken when it advances, the cramped terrain of the alley has played a role in restraining, and the air flow condensed by the lingering lan will all act on Li Youshu, and it is impossible to stop!

"Damn, Ling Han don't blame me!" Seeing that the hurricane was coming with a overwhelming momentum, Li Youshu's eyes began to surge with murderous energy, and he picked up the half of the steel pipe that had fallen to the ground before. Then, bending down slightly, Li Youshu tucked the steel pipe into his waist - that was the posture of retracting the knife.

"Iai Slash ......"

The wind stirred Ying Lan's long hair, and in her blurred vision, Ying Lan saw Li Youshu's gesture of closing the knife.

"That's!" From Li Youshu's posture, Ying Lan saw the figure of another person.

"Mr. Whiteblade!"

In the face of the surging hurricane, Li Youshu showed a ghostly and hideous smile.

"Ghost Cry • Tiger Drops!"

The steel pipe swung from Li Youshu's lower left waist and swept across the wind in front of him in an oblique upward direction to the right. A piercing whimper came from the inner cavity of the steel pipe, and then, like a river around the mountains, the hurricane swept out from the place where Li Youshu "cut" to both sides, and then blew towards the alley behind Li Youshu.

"How could it be!" The scene in front of her shocked Ying Lan - unexpectedly, Li Youshu had reached the realm where he could swing his sword and slash the wind.

But what matters is not the scattered wind, but the blow that splits the hurricane, which is going up the current and slashing towards Yinglan!

Throwing the steel pipe on the ground, Li Youshu's expression pursed his lips: "Second Miss, I'm sorry." Hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days, you take care of this more. ”

Looking at the hurricane that was swept away, a familiar picture slowly emerged in front of Lingering Lan's eyes......

"Mr. White Blade," the small Ying Lan stretched out her hand to drag the old man who was sitting opposite her father and slowly sipping tea, "Ling Han said that you can cut the wind, is it true?"

The old man lowered his head, smiled at Ying Lan, and bent down to hug Ying Lan: "It's true, am I very powerful?"

Ying Lan reached out and touched the stubble on the man's chin: "Ying Lan also wants to learn, Mr. teach me." ”

The young Ye Xian, who was sitting opposite, looked at Ying Lan with a sad face: "Ying Lan, come down, Mr. White Blade is already very tired." ”

"Eh, it's okay," waved his hand at Ye Xian, and the white blade's face was full of smiles, "If Ying Lan wants to learn, I will definitely teach you in the future." But Yinglan, teach you to use a knife, not to hurt people, but to learn to be kind to others. ”

It was sword qi, although it was entangled with strange grudges, but there was no doubt about it. It's just that this sword qi is too strong, strong enough to cut through the wind.

"It's over. Ying Lan stretched out her arms, she didn't know what would happen to her.

The sword qi struck, and a black figure crossed Ying Lan's side.

In the next second, the sword qi stopped—it didn't disappear, it didn't burst, but it was held in his hand.

"I'm sorry, Ying Lan," holding the "Zheng Zheng" sword qi in his hand, Gu Lichuan turned around and smiled at Ying Lan, "I'm late." ”

Li Youshu, who was standing opposite, had a look of surprise on his face - this trick of the tiger flute was a famous skill of the white blade, and he could already cut the wind with only a little bit of fur, and his ferocity could be seen. But the person in front of him actually caught this treacherous sword qi with his bare hands and held it in his hand!

"Lechuan ......" Ying Lan looked at the smile thrown by Gu Lechuan, breathed a long sigh of relief, and almost fell to the ground.

Gu Lichuan nodded, the silver light flashed in the veins of his arm, and with a hard grip, the sword qi disappeared in his hand.

Afterwards, Gu Lichuan looked at Li Youshu.