Description of ancient battles

(1) Attacking with firm but gentle, the world is full of desolation and cold.

Guo Songyang backhand sword, flat chest, never leave Li Xunhuan's hand.

He knew it was a terrible hand!

Li Xunhuan seems to be a different person at the moment. Although his hair is so unkempt, his clothes are still neat.

So decadent, but it seems no longer down and out, no longer haggard!

His gaunt face shone with dazzling brilliance!

In the past two years, he was like a sword hidden in a box, keeping a low profile and staying out of the water.

So no one can see its brilliance!

Now the sword has been taken out of the box!

As soon as he stretched out his hand, there was a knife in his hand!

A knife seals the throat, and a small knife flies without a false hair!

Guo Songyang's iron sword swung in the wind, and a black cold light took Li Xunhuan's throat. The sword has not arrived yet,

Sen cold firm but gentle has stabbed the west wind!

Li Xunhuan steps slip away, back seven feet, back has been labeled with the trunk.

Guo Songyang's iron sword has been changed and chopped straight out.

Li Xunhuan retreated, and his body suddenly slipped along the trunk.

Guo Songyang let out a long whistle and rose into the sky, and the iron sword turned into a dancing rainbow.

His men and sword have become one.

Aggressive firm but gentle, destroyed the branches of red leaves falling in succession.

What a sad sight! Gorgeous too!

Li Xunhuan's arms vibrated, and firm but gentle waves flew over the rainbow and fell with the red leaves.

Guo Songyang roared, the volley was upside down, and the sword light Changhong suddenly turned into countless light and shadow, shooting at Li Xun.

Happy head spilled down.

This sword is powerful enough to shake people's souls!

Within three feet of Fiona Fang around Li Xunhuan, it has been shrouded in firm but gentle, avoiding in any direction.

, seems to have been inevitable.

Only heard a "ding", sparks flying.

Li Xunhuan's knife, unexpectedly squarely against the blade.

At this time, the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace, but the bloody maple leaves have not yet fallen.

Guo Songyang stood motionless in the blood rain, his sword still flat on his chest.

Li Xunhuan's knife is still in his hand, but the blade has been broken by the iron sword!

He looked at Guo Songyang quietly, and Guo Songyang looked at him quietly.

There is no expression on both faces.

But both of them knew in their hearts that Li Xunhuan's knife could no longer be sold.

Xiao Li flew a knife, as anxious as lightning. Just because the blade broke the wind, I was anxious, and now the blade is broken.

The speed will be greatly affected.

Li Can Jr. can't hurt anyone even with a knife!

Xiao Li, who is always victorious and unbeaten, has been defeated at the moment!

Li Xunhuan's hand slowly dropped!

The last maple leaf has fallen, and silence has returned to the maple forest.

Dead silence. (2) the eyelids whipped by the whip seem to be holding up a thousand-pound stone, and they can't open it in a daze. It was noisy all around, with cries, noises and reprimands. I moved a little, but my body burned and I gasped. "Whew," a whip whipped on my back. "Mama of, give Lao tze put on again, get up and practice your kung fu right away!" As soon as I spoke, another whip hit my leg like a fire. The unbearable pain forced me to open my eyes to see who was hitting me. A bearded, glaring face suddenly came into view. "Who are you? Why did you hit me? " I asked, holding back the pain. I feel something is wrong, but I can't say where it is. I looked around, because of the dim light, I could only vaguely tell that this was a narrow cabin, with a dozen people crowded in the dark. "Who is Lao tze? Lao tze is your father! The man with cheeks smiled and tried to slap me, but he was stopped by a slightly rich woman next to him. She whispered a few words in the man's ear with cheeks and walked slowly towards me. I looked at the woman in green and red, and I was a little scared. I rubbed my leg that had just been pulled out and took a step back. My voice was a little hoarse and I asked, "What are you doing? Don't come here! "As soon as I finished, I covered my mouth in horror, only to see a pair of small and tender hands. There is a roar in my ears. How is this possible? This is the hand of a woman who is almost 30 years old. ! And that hoarse voice just now is clearly a little girl who is no more than seven years old! ! I looked down at my hands and then at my thin body. Ragged clothes and dirty coarse clothes are printed with blood stains. The people in front of me are dressed like the folk customs of the Tang Dynasty. My heart tightened, and I have understood something. I ... I really crossed ...

The old folding fan told me a legend: "A long time ago, there was a temple on the top of Ding Feng. There was a Taoist named Huang Tianshi. He was very talented in Taoism and could ask for rain. In ancient times, when there was drought in Kentang area, he went to ask for rain. Huang Tianshi came to Wulongtan to meet the Black Dragon King. As a result, when he saw the black dragon sleeping, he was very angry and said, "You evil animal, you are still sleeping here!" " And conveniently hit the dragon king's head with a folding fan in his hand. As soon as the dragon prince turned over, the Longtan water in the cave overflowed and the waterfall in the cave rose. Master Huang soon used it as a Taoist rice screen. When it hit the ground and turned into stone, it became today's "rice screen pass". Water flowed out of the hole in the rice screen, and Huang Tianshi took out a Taoist ruler, which turned into stone and became today's "rice screen pass". The folding fan fell to the ground and turned into stone, which became today's "fan plug". Water still hasn't stopped it. Finally, I had to turn myself into a crab and my apprentice into a shrimp. Master and apprentice swam out of Poyang Lake in Jiujiang along the waterway.