Yang Su stopped crying, tore off a sleeve and bandaged Liu Cang's wound, perhaps because the tears were not dry, and the technique was very messy.

Liu Cang's face was colorless, and the whole person looked a little out of strength, looking at the gray-clothed old man who walked like an executioner, he forced himself to suppress the pain of his broken arm, and said tremblingly: "Wait until you see the opportunity to run, our brothers can't all fold here!"

Yang Su couldn't help but remember, that time his team was responsible for exploring the enemy's movements, accidentally bad ambush, after an unusually tragic battle, the whole team finally escaped three people, the old captain in order to buy time for the two of them, alone to lead away the pursuing enemy troops, he was in a coma with an arrow, it was Liu Cang who carried him, and ran lifelessly for two days and two nights before rushing back to the barracks, that time Liu Cang lay in bed for three months, and later he learned that Liu Cang at that time had actually been stabbed three times, one of which was in the abdomen, only half an inch will cut off his intestines。

Afterwards, Yang Su went to Liu Cang to drink, and when he mentioned this matter, Liu Cang drank a big sip of wine and scolded with a smile: "You didn't even take your mother's daughter-in-law, what's the hurry, even if our whole team is dead, we will find a way to get you back, Lao Tzu's fate is to pick it up." ”

You are always like this, Yang Su wiped away the tears on his face and smiled, picked up the war knife again and suddenly got up, stood in front of Liu Cang, bowed his head and grinned: "Brother Liu, every time you are the elder brothers, I let the younger brother go first, this time I won't go!"

Liu Cang, who was half-lying on the ground, looked at the young man standing with a knife, and suddenly burst into tears, stretched out a foot and kicked him on the calf, and scolded angrily with a crying voice: "Get out, Lao Tzu doesn't need you to be a little rabbit cub to be a hero, if you die here, are you worthy of the old captain!"

Yang Su didn't answer, his body didn't move at all, his eyes looked at the gray-clothed old man calmly, and the war knife in his hand was gently dragged on the ground, murderous.

Looking at the two people at the end of the strong crossbow, the old man sneered in his heart, disdainful of this so-called brotherhood, his right hand gently shook off the blood on the knife, and his body began to accelerate forward.

Yang Su's pupils shrank, and he also began to bend down to hedge over, the tip of the knife drew a series of sparks on the ground, the two were a foot apart, Yang Su saw the opportunity, and the war knife quickly pulled out a snowy half-arc, and the momentum was amazing.

The old man didn't dodge, his right hand glowed with a faint red glow, and he gently slashed towards the light of the Xueliang knife, he wanted to rely on his deep internal force to make the kid on the other side no longer be able to lift the knife.

The two knives collided, and an earth-shattering sound broke out in an instant, piercing the eardrums, and the people watching the battle from a distance covered their ears one after another, and Zhang Qisheng even sat on the ground with a painful face.

The old man's seemingly weak knife directly split a deep pit on the hard ground, and stone chips flew wildly. Yang Su held the knife in his right hand, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the blood flowed like a pour, but his face still did not change, his left hand on his right hand became a two-handed knife, and his footsteps retreated, and he pulled out the battle knife and raised it in front of him, stabbing the old man in the abdomen.

The gray-clothed old man sneered, lightly picked out a horizontal split, bounced away the man's fierce knife, and took advantage of the young man's unstable body to take a step forward with his right foot, and the tip of the knife stabbed straight away.

This knife was so fast that Yang Su only had time to deviate from his body when he felt a pain in his right shoulder, his hand shook, and the battle knife fell to the ground.

The old man showed a cruel smile, slightly forced, and the tip of the knife stabbed into Yang Su's shoulder for another three inches.

Yang Su clenched his teeth, grabbed the blade of the knife with his left hand, and retreated his body, about to pull out the knife.

The old man didn't give him this opportunity, he held a big knife and bullied him, vowing to remove another person's arm, Yang Su had no choice but to grab the blade and retreat.

In this way, one person moves forward and one person retreats, one person is light and the wind is light, and one person is precarious.

The old man's speed is getting faster and faster, his steps are getting bigger and bigger, Yang Su's backward speed is slow after all, and the unstable step is picked up in the air by the old man's long knife, although Yang Su is holding the blade tightly with both hands, he still can't stop the tip of the knife from stabbing into his shoulder inch by inch.

At this moment, an angry roar came, and Liu Cang, who had a broken arm, rushed out from behind Yang Su with a hunched waist, and slammed into the old man in gray, the old man was caught off guard and retreated backwards, and the war knife was naturally withdrawn from Yang Su's shoulder, and the old man looked at Liu Cang, who was rampage like a life, and was furious, and the handle of the knife smashed his back.

Liu Cang instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was directly smashed to the ground by this blow, the old man stood still, the war knife in his hand swirled, the sword was facing down, aimed at Liu Cang's heart, and stabbed straight down!

Yang Su's heart was shattered when he saw this scene, and he only felt that a fire was burning in his chest, and it was about to explode!

Usually this hour is the most lively time on Liuli Street, but now the merchants on the street are closed doors and windows, and there are no pedestrians, and the people of Fengyang City have long practiced a pair of tailwind ears, knowing that Zhang Gongzi has chosen to take a detour here.

Suddenly, a moon-white sword roared out from the end of the street, and the speed was astonishing!

As soon as the long knife of the gray-clothed old man touched Liu Cang's back, a strong crisis rose from his heart, and when he looked up and squinted, he saw a white light attacking, his heart shook, and the war knife turned into a block, protecting him in front of him.

A spring thunder exploded, and the body of the war knife in front of the old man sank and struck, hitting his chest, the old man's face changed greatly, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood alone, and his body involuntarily slashed three feet on the ground.

The white light was bounced back and fell into the hands of a white-robed boy who fell to the ground, and the old man finally saw that it was actually an unsheathed long sword.

Yang Su saw the pale white-robed son, regardless of the shoulder injury, he fell to his knees with a thud, and said hoarsely: "The subordinates are incompetent, and they have caused trouble for the son!"

Li Xuanji was silent, walked to Liu Cang, who was lying on the ground, and saw that his indiscriminately bandaged left shoulder was still oozing blood, and a large patch of scarlet under his body was shocking.

Liu Cang seemed to feel someone approaching, glanced up with difficulty, showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said intermittently: "Childe, my subordinates have embarrassed you." ”

Li Xuanji's face was gloomy, and he slowly walked past the gray-clothed old man, picked up a broken arm on the ground, and returned to Liu Cang's side.

From beginning to end, Li Xuanji didn't say a word, and the entire Liuli Street was silent.

It's not that the old man in gray doesn't want to move, but when the white-robed boy approached him, an inexplicable pressure actually pressed him out of breath, let alone kill with a knife, and now seeing the man walking away, the old man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and quietly retreated to Zhang Qisheng's side, with no arrogance.

Zhang Qisheng looked at the white-robed boy who suddenly appeared, and asked the old man in a low voice: "Fu Keqing, what is that person doing? Do you want to take the broken arm back?"

The gray-clothed old man squinted and found that the white-robed boy tore off the blood cloth on the man's shoulder, put the severed arm on it, brushed one hand on the wound, didn't know what he was doing, and replied uncertainly: "The old man doesn't know very well, but seeing this person's actions, it seems that he wants to take the broken arm back, and the old man heard that only the immortal true person of the Dao Sect has such a magical power of the flesh and bones of the living dead, this person looks young, and he will definitely not be an old immortal who has achieved cultivation." ”

I just felt the burning pain in the inner mansion, and the old man couldn't take it anymore, and whispered: "Childe, no matter what, this person has profound skills, and he can't deal with the old decay, let's go first, and leave Qingshan without worrying about the lack of firewood, and then make plans when we go back to the city lord's mansion." ”

Zhang Qisheng naturally saw the man's white rainbow sword just now, nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's go back, wait for this son to bring dozens of people, and then come to them to settle accounts!"

As soon as Zhang Qisheng's words fell, he saw the white-robed boy stand up, look over here and say, "Don't think about leaving any of you today!"

Zhang Qisheng knew that there must be a brave man under the heavy reward, and ordered the evil slaves around him while retreating: "You all give it to me, if you can stop that person, go back and ask for money from my son, and ask for a woman to give you a woman!"

Everyone also knew that person was powerful, but firstly, they were attached to the City Lord's Mansion and had to act according to orders, and secondly, the reward was too tempting, if they just stopped the white-robed boy, they would not be killed.

People are like this, as long as one person takes the lead, there will be a second or third person to follow, and gradually, more than twenty City Lord's Mansion Eagle Dogs, who were carried away by greed, rushed towards the white-robed boy with a strange scream.

Li Xuanji strode forward, and an emaciated man raised his knife and slashed at him, was slapped out by his long sword, screamed and smashed through the door of a business, and disappeared into the street.

Zhao Wan'er, who came in a hurry, was surprised to see that as long as someone approached Brother Xuanji, that person would scream and fly out, either smashing the doors and windows of any house, or being slapped on the roofs on both sides by a sword, which looked really weird and funny.

Zhang Qisheng's feeling was very different, seeing that his subordinates were disappearing from the street at a rapid pace, his mother turned around and ran, only hating his father and mother for having two legs.

The gray-clothed old man swallowed his saliva, quickly dropped the sword in his hand, didn't care about his identity as a little grandmaster, and quickly followed behind Zhang Qisheng, he now wanted to die, if it wasn't for the identity of the person in front of him, he really wanted to slap this fat pig to death with one palm.

The two of them had barely taken two steps when they saw seven or eight murderous people stop in front of them, and one of them, a heroic man armed with an iron spear, took a step, and the iron spear smashed a pit into the ground, and said angrily: "Whoever goes one step further, die!"

Zhang Qisheng blinked, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and asked the old man in a low voice, "Fu Keqing, what can I do?"

The old man in gray looked at the few people on the opposite side wearing a uniform style of war knives, and had a bad feeling in his heart, the Celestial Empire has an extremely strict control over salt and iron, and ordinary people have to go to the government to report a kitchen knife at home, only the children of officials like Zhang Qisheng have the ability to get swords and these blades, but they have never worn standard swords like a few people opposite, could it be that the white-robed boy is the son of a general and a captain?

This is a big trouble, the Celestial Empire emphasizes military force and light civility, and civilian officials have to demote themselves to one level when they encounter military attaches of the same level, and if they encounter military attachés and generals who have real power in their hands, they have to be demoted again.

Just as the old man in gray weighed the stakes, a young man's voice came from behind him.

"You injured my two brothers, then leave your life behind!"