The Strong Man Who Emerged from the World of Ruins

Come on! I really like your novels, and I can feel the purity that transcends everything. I think this is Swordsmanship. I can find my way in your book. Just like igniting the light of the soul in the dark spiritual world, you will no longer be confused or afraid.

Chengfeng Dadai's new book is not about swordsmanship, but so far, the writing style has not let me down. The protagonist in the novel is always my favorite type. I hope that the protagonist's character will be more ruthless in the later stage. Don't talk too much, don't be too soft-hearted, and decisiveness in killing is a must. Also, can it be better if the protagonist can be more pretentious? In the later stage, I still have some small expectations. I hope to be able to hold a sword... But don't have such a thing as a heroine. After all, I hope that the protagonist will go crazy and kill the heroine. Thank you everyone.

I felt a sense of excitement here. The warriors stood firm, unyielding, and never gave up.

Recommended by other writers, I thought it would be interesting, but I ended up moaning throughout the whole article. No, it should be called moaning, and it was unspeakably uncomfortable. For example, to describe a character, you need to portray it from six aspects to make the character complete and fulfilling. However, the author only uses pen in one aspect, and he also writes hard. He wishes that this one aspect could support the entire character. Is that possible? What is reflected in the reader is constant pretense. There is a very impressive point. In order to reflect the different world views, the author named "Shire Calendar" for a time in the background introduction. I really got goosebumps when I saw it. The shaping of the world view does not need to start in such a place. In other words, this kind of straightforward "difference" that blinds the readers is the lowest level. Overall - ugly

Chengfeng's book must be supported by no reason. . . . . During the seedling period, do they need care????

Completely inconsistent with the introduction. Coming out of a nuclear explosion? Sorry, I read a few chapters and didn't see it. Is this a deceptive title?

After reading the book reviews, I decided to read this book! I've read about ten chapters and don't want to read anymore, why? In your previous life, you were not only the best in the universe in cultivation, but you were at least a master. Now, you can't save yourself even if you get injured in a fight with a low-level trash? Don't forget the achievements you have achieved. It feels a little painful for a moment.

Personally, I think martial arts is more powerful. Let me use an analogy, an ordinary person holding a sniper rifle. A warrior holds a sniper rifle. They are two different states. Technology is meant to be used by people. Ordinary people can use it, and warriors can definitely use it, so in essence. Technology still cannot threaten warriors. An ordinary person and a warrior shoot each other with pistols. First of all, start with the speed of shooting. Warriors are faster than ordinary people, so from the beginning. Technology cannot threaten people with martial arts skills at all. Even if it is invented, it can increase mental strength. There will also be warriors, after all, weapons are just external objects. You will be strong only if you are strong.

There are many heroes in Yanhuang land, and they are not afraid of one enemy against a hundred. If you are not timid, you will definitely take revenge. Look at the blood of my Chinese man. The blood of a man is heroic, and his heroic spirit runs through his chest and his heart is like iron. He carries a golden sword in his hand and wears a white jade ornament on his body. He eats the head of a beautiful chieftain when he is hungry and drinks the blood of a Rakshasa when he is thirsty. Let's give up the love between children and children, but we can only resolve it now in the vast sea of ambition. The man traveled a thousand miles with his sword, and killed Hu Jie along the way. Flying war songs beside the Aegean Sea, singing my congratulations to China. There was a steel sword dance in Tokyo, and the swords were stained with the blood of Japanese slaves. Set up the class's super ambition, observe the Suwu festival, sing martial arts and Muci, and do the Yishui farewell. The fallen leaves rustle, the strong men's blood is hot, the cold wind is like a knife, and the sound of tragic songs cuts. He rode across the Tianshan Mountains at a fast pace and drew his long bow to sweep the library pages. The iron ship went straight down to Sydney Bay and shot through the North Sea night. The fate of the Western barbarians is at an end, and the Han Dynasty is as strong as the sky. With the courage of a hundred thousand heroes, we vow to paint the whole world with the same color of China. When the time comes, we will drink Luoyang wine and get drunk under the bright moon. A man should act violently. Things and benevolence are incompatible. Men should kill without mercy. The eternal karma is all in killing people. In the past there was a heroic man who was very loyal and loyal. Yaju kills people, and his body is lighter than a feather. There are also heroes and tyrants, killing people in chaos, Galloping around the world, he only boasts of his sword and spear. Today I am trying to find something like this, but I am looking for the shadow of the moon in vain. Don't you see me, Confucian scholars rose up and strong men died, and China praised benevolence and righteousness from then on. Once the barbarians invaded the Central Plains, the scholars rushed to the cowards and cried to the cowardly people. I want to learn the ancient style and regain my heroic spirit. Reputation is like dung, and those who disdain benevolence will ridicule. Wearing an iron sword, he kills people in anger. They cut their legs and drank wine together, chatting and laughing with ghosts and ghosts. To kill an enemy thousands of miles away would cost ten weeks of stars. He specializes in killing Tian Guangyou, and has a deep love with Jie. Heading out of the west gate, Mu Tiren turned around. I feel so tired that I just want to sleep, and the war trumpet suddenly blows. Simon bid farewell to his mother. The mother is sad but the son is not sad. His body is committed to historical events, but a man will never return. The fighting between heaven and earth was so brutal that the Yin Court was shocked. Kill one person in three steps without stopping. Blood flowed for thousands of miles, and corpses rested on Qianxun Mountain. When a strong man finishes a battle, he sleeps on his enemy's corpse. Second section In the dream, there is still a murderer, and the smile reflects the brightness. Daughters should not ask each other, why are men so evil? Since ancient times, benevolence only harms people, and morality has never been true. Don't you see me, The liger is famous for its prey, but who can be pitied against the elk? In this world, the strong always eats the weak, even if it is reasonable, it is in vain. Don't ask me, Men have their own way. If a man behaves, he should be violent. Things and benevolence are inseparable. When a man is in the fighting arena, he is as brave as a bear and as blind as a wolf. If you are born a boy, you will kill someone, and you will not teach a man to wrap a woman's heart in a man's body. Men are never considerate of their clothes, even if they kill their opponents, they will continue to fight with each other with a smile. There are a hundred battlefields and battlefields, and I wish to be green with the wild grass everywhere. Men, don't tremble, I have a song to listen to you: Killing one person is a sin, killing ten thousand people is a hero. If you slaughter nine million, you will be called the hero among the heroes. Heroes among heroes, different ways: He has seen through the reputation of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but made it possible for him to show off his glory in this life. He doesn't like good reputation and loves notoriety; he kills millions of people without punishing him. I would rather teach everyone to gnash their teeth and hate me than teach me and no one will scold me. Looking at the world for five thousand years, where are the heroes who don't kill people? How can we, the hot-blooded and good men of our generation, be inferior to those of the past? How many years does it take? How much is generosity? You should build for me, and I will sing for you. I wave to the gulls and birds on the seashore, and look at the cloud dreams in my chest, how close my penis is? Chu Yue waits for a while, and his liver and gallbladder are troubled. Everything in life is given by God, and it is whirling. Several people looked at each other outside the world and smiled drunkenly.

There are a bunch of big guys in the back, you could have written slowly, but you have to ramble on incomprehensible things. They are all your own framework, and you have to write them as the truth. It's funny.