Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

Li Pingan made a hole in the ice.

The green shirt was rattling by the wind, but it didn't feel cold.

The body is covered with feathery snowflakes.

Li Pingan touched his nose and let out a breath of cold air

Boom!

"It's done."

Li Pingan untied the fishing line from the bamboo pole.

To be honest, he was really glad that he was in Huailu Academy at that time, and Chunqiu and Xia Chan got this fishing line for him.

Along the way, relying on this fishing line, I don’t know how much delicious food I ate.

It was still early, Li Pingan rubbed his hands.

Prepare to catch a few fish, stew a pot of fish soup to try something new.

The old cow moved a stone and wiped the snow on it for Li Pingan.

Li Pingan sat on the rock, imagining that he could catch a few fat and big fish.

"The god of the river, the god of the river, give me Li and Lao Niu some face."

After a while, a fish was really hooked.

Li Pingan smiled lightly.

"Master River God, you are really saving face."

While talking, he dragged the fishing line slowly and pulled out the fresh bass.

Li Pingan unhooked the hook and raised his eyebrows.

The silver scales of the one foot long fish glistened in the sunlight.

In the early morning, the sun rises.

The snow is like pear blossoms.

Hu Yanzhuo stood on the other side of the glacier, wearing a white cloak and a pair of black satin boots on his feet.

A gentle smile bloomed on the handsome and elegant face, looking at Li Pingan quietly.

"Caught another lone."

Li Pingan wiped the water from his hands on the old cow, and rewound the fishing line on the bamboo pole.

"Only you?"

Hu Yanzhuo said: "You are not the same."

Li Pingan pulled out a smile, holding a stick knife in his hand.

Knees are slightly bent.

In the next instant, the whole person shot out like a sharp arrow.

Hu Yanzhuo smiled slightly, and made a sword formula with his right hand.

Take a little distance, and move freely and casually.

The flying sword bracelet on his wrist seemed to be alive.

With a light swipe in the air, there was a crisp sword sound.

Li Pingan didn't retreat or evade, and spit out a word from his mouth.

"go with!"

From the wine gourd at his waist, a flying sword and drizzle flew out.

"Ding!" There was a clear sound.

The two flying swords met in the air.

As soon as he made contact, Feijian Xiaoyu was repelled by the opponent's sharp sword light.

It's just that Li Pingan succeeded in delaying the time.

In the blink of an eye, Li Pingan had jumped to the middle of the glacier.

"interesting!"

Hu Yanzhuo didn't know when there was an extra box in his hand, and he threw it casually.

The same sword, the same trajectory, the same swiftness and agility.

Li Ping swung his knife and blocked the sword with a "clang".

"Breath lock" is fully open, capturing the traces of the opponent's flying sword.

The wind and snow fell on his shoulders.

The sword was fierce and fast, and it hit his knee from an unexpected angle.

At the moment when the sword stabbed out.

In Li Pingan's perception, the snow also floated up, and the surrounding voices entered his ears.

With a sound of "ding", the sword tips intersected in the air.

A spark flew out of the darkness.

The admiration in Hu Yanzhuo's eyes was undisguised, and he couldn't help saying: "Good!!"

Hu Yanzhuo circulated the spiritual energy in his whole body, "I apologize for underestimating you before."

After all, several sword glows flew out of the box

One sword after another, like scales on a fish.

Layer upon layer, without any gaps.

The palpitating sword light makes it hard to tell which sword comes out first and which sword will arrive first.

It was like an eye spring that suddenly sprayed water, splashing water droplets all over the sky.

Unpredictable, unpredictable.

Li Pingan thought about it.

Apart from the seriously injured dragon, this person is probably the strongest person he has ever faced.

The other party is not very old, but he already has such a level of cultivation.

"Brother Li!!"

Seeing that Li Pingan hadn't returned from fishing for a long time, Zhao Mu was worried about what happened.

So he took a few brothers to look for Li Pingan, who happened to witness the scene of Li Pingan fighting Hu Yanzhuo.

In Li Ping'an's ears, the sound of the sword sounded like thunder.

Feijian left wounds one after another on his body, and blood flowed out slowly.

It's just that every sword was avoided by Li Pingan, or he was hit by him with a stick knife.

Hu Yanzhuo couldn't help frowning, thinking.

"Who is this person? With just a knife, he can spend so long with me."

Zhao Mu shot an arrow at Hu Yanzhuo, but it was no surprise that he was cut off by a flying sword in the middle.

"Back off!"

Hu Yanzhuo said coldly: "You should worry about yourself."

As soon as the sword formula in his hand changed, the sword energy poured out like mountains and seas.

Everything around me seemed to be being torn apart.

Li Pingan's hand holding the knife trembled uncontrollably, and there was only a sharp piercing sound in his ears, forcing him to step back.

Hu Yanzhuo looked calm, it's over!

In his perception, Li Pingan had nowhere to go.

Li Pingan swung the tip of the knife downward, making a piercing sound on the ice.

"It's done!"

boom--! !

In the next instant, the ice surface violently shattered.

From the moment they fought, Li Pingan shook the ice under his feet with a dark force.

The whole body was submerged in the water immediately.

There was only a sound of "cha", and ice chips splashed everywhere.

Even the ice under Hu Yanzhuo's feet was cracked.

Hu Yanzhuo jumped back.

Just at this moment, a cold light passed by.

After Feijian Xiaoyu was repelled by a blow from the beginning, Hu Yanzhuo ignored him.

At this moment, it suddenly jumped out.

Hu Yanzhuo twisted his waist, and his posture was graceful, like an osprey skimming the water.

In the blink of an eye, it swept to the shore.

"boom!!"

The ice in front of him broke open at the same time.

Li Pingan slashed with a knife, bringing up a cold spray.

Hu Yanzhuo didn't expect the speed of the opponent to be so fast, and his face changed slightly.

It's just that this knife is really fast, but it's a pity.

This knife had to span a distance of two feet before it could reach his face.

As soon as Hu Yanzhuo's wrist sank, he wanted to use his tricks.

However, there was a "poof!"

His sleeve was swept by a gust of wind, and the sleeve split a hole.

Li Pingan actually flew out the stick knife in his hand.

Hu Yanzhuo couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, but he quickly figured it out.

Now that Li Pingan no longer has a weapon in his hand, he probably knows that he has no chance and wants to fight to the death.

"pity!"

The stick knife brushed against Hu Yanzhuo's sleeve.

Hu Yanzhuo pointed at Li Pingan with the sword art.

Li Pingan, who has lost his stick and knife, is like a wolf that has lost its fangs, no longer deterrent.

Hu Yanzhuo was about to take Li Pingan's life.

However, the next moment, Hu Yanzhuo's body was pierced.

Only a short blade was exposed.

He trembled all over, and suddenly felt a piercing pain.

The power around him was instantly emptied like a balloon.

"This......"