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(partly martial arts, half group portrait) He was obviously a small barber in the capital, but his razor was stained with the blood of various ministers and ministers. Li Luxuan, a legend in the world of martial arts who lived in seclusion in the capital as a barber, began to ignore the rules of the world of "differentiation between immortals and mortals" after he learned that he was about to die. But the barbarians who broke through the barrier, the undercurrent of the imperial court, and the Supervisor who hid in the world with a transcendent attitude... When the order was broken and the fallen immortal came to the world, everything pushed him to the final battlefield. When later generations recorded history, there were only seven verses left by an unknown poet about this legend: The flying knife comes out of its sheath and whistles at the border, and the chivalrous bones go to the country in a difficult situation. The horses are buried in the dust of thousands of miles, and the blood of the mountains is stained by the blood of the soldiers. The wind is sad, the moon is cold, the bark is swallowing, the snow is dark, the stars are sparse, and the drums are cold. Where does the soul of a strong man go? The yellow sand covers the green hills.