The city of Xiangyang was broken, the army slaughtered the city, and the people were struggling to make a living.

At this moment, a news spread, Guo Xiang broke the army of one million with one sword, entered the torrent, broke his arms, chased and killed thousands of miles, and beheaded the Mongolian Khan and the earth.

"Okay, if you're in a bad mood, you'll kill, and if you can't see it, you'll kill it. Guo Xiang is a heroine, she is really heroic. ”

In the restaurant, several young knights sat opposite each other, patted the seats, and said excitedly.

This is the capital, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the country is peaceful and peaceful. Talented and beautiful, take the river and enjoy the moon.

The chivalrous man was weak, but he wore a long sword, a camellia on his head, and a powder on his face.

"Hey, Guo Daxia served the country with his body, the whole family died, Guo Nuxia chased and killed with righteousness, beheaded the Mongolian emperor, my Great Song Dynasty, and I can be stable for a while."

"Brothers, I don't know if Guo Nuxia can survive, come and come, raise a glass to pray for Guo Nuxia."

"Yes, yes, if you don't die, the younger brother will definitely be the father of the family and marry her. Although she can't be a wife, she can be a concubine, which can be regarded as a courtesy to the Guo family. ”

"Pole to pole...... Uh-uh-uh......"

As the man was saying this, a red line appeared on his neck.

Several young people sat there silently, holding their glasses, their faces full of grief, as if they were distressed for Guo Xiang. It's just that the red line at the neck is getting brighter and brighter, until it can't be supported, and then it spurts out hot blood with a snort.

On the street, a figure walked silently with a sword and a piano on his back, his face full of amazement.

"He Zudao, He Zudao, is not enough. Miss Guo, I'm not as good as you, since that's the case, it's better to go back and think about it behind closed doors. ”

"It's sad and lamentable, Guo Jing is dedicated to the country, and there is no one who respects the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty. The Guo family is full of doors, too sad. ”

Leaving a sigh, the figure faded away. Finally, when I came to Kunlun, I entered the back mountain with a lonely look, made a thatched house, held the piano, played chess, practiced the sword, and did not ask about the world.

One day, He Zudao heard that there was a sect rising in Mount Emei, and a woman with a disciple established the Emei sect. It is rumored in the world that the woman is Guo Xiang.

At this time, tens of thousands of troops suddenly gathered on Mount Emei, domineering.

But he saw a single sword in one hand, dressed in yellow, all the way to the Mongolian capital division, such as the city gate, breaking the ten thousand troops, above the palace and court, leisurely took off a few heads, and left adrift.

No one can see the true face, let alone know if it is the woman.

He Zudao looked at his sword again in amazement, and after a long time, he sighed and threw it into the valley. From now on, he only studied the piano and chess, and never practiced swords again. Suddenly, one day, I found that my internal strength was progressing rapidly, and I took a leaf, and I actually entered the stone for three points, and He Zudao couldn't cry or laugh.

"I can't ask for it, I don't ask for it, but I get it. Miss Guo, have you seen it? ”

A few years later, when he heard that Guo Xiang had disappeared and Emei was gradually prospering under the leadership of a female disciple, He Zudao sighed again, he already knew the answer.

The general trend is irreversible, but those who can reverse it have not appeared.

The rivers and lakes are still the same rivers and lakes, a generation of new people is better than the old, but it is also becoming more and more chaotic.

The Guo family, which is famous all over the world, has disappeared, and they all say that they are dead, and they say that they are in seclusion, and so on. But I never saw the Guo family appear, and gradually only stayed in the memories, only a few seniors drank and were stunned, and they would sigh a few words.

The beggars have fallen, the masters have not come out, and the momentum is sluggish. In addition, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are lost, and there is no background.

Wudang Mountain has sprung up, acting chivalrous and righteous, admired by the world, and gradually has the momentum to become a new generation of martial arts holy land. Compared with Mingjiao, the reputation is getting bigger and bigger, after the Mongols destroyed Xiangyang, the righteous army was dense, and it was not destroyed, and it was extinguished.

Accompanied by big factions and small factions, the rivers and lakes are mixed, and all kinds of small doors and gangs run through it.

Until, a sword and a sword, it was introduced into the rivers and lakes.

Martial arts supreme, sword slaying dragon. Leaning on the sky, who competes.

I don't know when this sword spread all over the rivers and lakes, but no one has seen it. In the end, I don't know where to get the news, the treasure of the Emei faction's town card is the Heavenly Sword, and the Dragon Slayer Knife is the Heavenly Sword, which is cast by Guo Jing, which hides a big secret, whoever gets it, who will become the supreme martial arts.

The once-prosperous Quanzhen Sect dissipated, and some people went to look for opportunities, but they fainted in the back mountain for some reason, and finally appeared at the foot of the mountain. Some people don't believe it, and more and more people come to find out. But I found that there were many poisonous bees, and the formation was born. Over time, this place became a taboo in the rivers and lakes, and in the end no one mentioned it again.

The bloody wind in the rivers and lakes is for the sword, for the cheats, for fame and fortune, and for the wealth.

A generation of new people replace the old, the rivers and lakes are the rivers and lakes, and the speed of replacement is staggering.

Gradually, Guo Xiang only existed in legends, and no one mentioned it again. Only the old man of Kunlun Mountain, talking about the piano, drinking wine, and occasionally thinking of the girl in red. Only the white-haired immortal of Wudang Mountain, his eyes were melancholy after practicing, staring in the direction of Emei, in a slight daze.

"Master, what are you doing again? It's time to eat. ”

The middle-aged man sighed, the master has to be in a daze a few times a day, and when he is old, this is not good, and it is easy to worry.

"Far Bridge, ......"

The little monk had become a white-haired old man, and when he heard the words, he came back to his senses and smiled: "You're old, you bother." ”

Song Yuanqiao smiled: "What did the master say, the disciple was taken care of by you, and now you are taking care of it, what bother not to bother." Master, don't worry. Didn't the fifth brother have news? I guess I'll be back soon. ”

The white-haired old man smiled without saying a word, with his hands behind his back, his face was ruddy, and he had a childish face, without the fatigue of the elderly: "Let's go, eat, eat, hey." ”

"Master, are you worried about Emei? Although the Emei Patriarch is gone, the extermination master is not easy to get along with. Recently, the Mengyuan Imperial Court is about to move, but my six major factions are watching, and they don't dare to do too much. ”

"You, one generation is not as good as the next, if you didn't dare to do anything too much back then, and you were in a bad mood, you would go and kill a horse."

Song Yuanqiao opened his mouth, and finally smiled helplessly. looked at the somewhat stunned master, and realized a little in his heart. At the same time, I was also more curious about that strange woman. Unlike others, he grew up listening to Guo Xiang's rumors, and although Song Yuanqiao had never seen Guo Xiang, he was deeply impressed.

There is the Condor Man in the front, and Guo Xiang in the back.

Two strange people, both killed an emperor.

Guo Xiang has killed more than one......

"Hey, master, there's someone there."

The two were walking, and suddenly Song Yuanqiao's face changed, and he pulled the master's sleeve in front of him and said.

"Oh, I saw it, I saw it earlier, you, your martial arts are too weak, and everyone has been standing for a long time."

Song Yuanqiao smiled bitterly again: "Master, don't hit me." This is our Wudang Zhenwu Palace, those two people are standing on the roof, and the person who comes is not good. ”

"I don't think people have any malice, just look at the scenery, make a fuss."

Song Yuanqiao's face froze: "Look at the scenery? Standing on the roof of our Zhenwu Hall and looking at the scenery? Master, you're really old......"

I was about to go up and ask, but I saw the two of them look over. A man and a woman, rich as jade. It's rare to be handsome, and the woman is gorgeous. The woman was so beautiful, she smiled slightly, and Song Yuanqiao was stunned. saw the other party stretch out his hand and pointed over: "That kid, white-haired, just talk about you, come and ask you." ”

Song Yuanqiao stiffened, and then became furious.