The book about Yang Kang is really well written and very enjoyable to read. It's not that he's particularly powerful as soon as he comes on the scene, but he continues to grow through Yang Kang's own efforts. The strategies in it are all combined with real history, and it's very well written.
A masterpiece that pays tribute to Jin Yong, with more than a million words. Back to the original passion of martial arts, no routine, no invincibility, no system, no brainlessness, but still fun! How is it done?
A high-spirited protagonist group, a more traditional martial arts, a male protagonist who has lost his memory, and lives in the world despite his identity as a prince. There is no system, no time travel, and no harem. Come and read a book, this book is a dream of mine, I'm about to wake up [Blow kiss]
Come back after reading Chapter 30 and thank me. These two books are both Jin Yong's martial arts novels. The description is delicate and fine. Need to watch slowly. Although it seems to be a fic, it is a completely new story and is very different from the original work. But it cleverly blends the characters in the original work together. The main core is falling in love➕martial arts. If you mind a lot of emotional drama, don't watch it. Because there are a lot of love-hate entanglements. Read Chapter 30 and you will come back to thank me.
The family and the country are in conflict, and the world is in disarray! The crisis of the Song Dynasty, the ambition of Xixia, and the calculation of Dali, the fate of individuals is like a lonely boat in the waves.
If you like to study Jin Yong's martial arts, you can check it out! Who is the sweeping monk? Why go to Shaolin to become a monk? Why can Murong Bo use stupid excuses to order the heroes to become the leading brother? Why can Xiao Yuanshan see the skills of Shaolin and the Beggar Clan and accept and retain people? Who is his master? Is Dugu Qiubai really named Dugu? Who established Baituo Mountain and the origin of Toad Kung Fu! Why does Feng Qingyang know Dugu Nine Swords? This book will give you a reasonable explanation!
Jin Wushu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a chill in his chest. His whole body was knocked to the ground by the huge impact, and the golden bird ax flew out of his hand. "You... What you practiced is my Wanyan family's 'Tiangang Disha'. My Jin Wushu is not a loss!" "No! What I practiced is Wuzhu's 'Tiangang Disha'!" Yang Jizhou said coldly. The outcome has been decided. Yang Jizhou didn't hesitate at all. He raised the gun with one hand and pointed the tip of the gun directly at Jin Wushu's heart, preparing to give this old enemy the final end. The fierce murderous aura reached its peak at this moment. Jin Wushu closed his eyes and waited for death, his face turned ashen. "Father Wang Xiu wants to blame me, you just give me a slap
The gun god, the swordsman, the boy, the beauty, the white horse, the rivers and lakes. One sword opens the gate of heaven, one palm kills the martial saint. Winter. Can snow. Her sword is moonlight. Her poison is honey. Her name is a secret. Purple clothes are like electricity. People are like poetry. The world only knows that Princess Jinning, Zhao Qingli, is a walking lady in the palace. Little did he know that she was also the only descendant of the Sword God, a rare talent that the Tang Sect had not seen in a century. Her sword is called "Purple Lightning". When the sword comes out, it's like the shadow of a startled tiger. No one in the world can match his three moves. Because everyone who has seen the third move has become a dead man who cannot speak. Her palm is called "Chasing Soul". Her finger is called "Split Wind". Chu Yueyao and Wen Yunshu were not maids, but two shadows threatening their lives. Three women, a winter game. Jianghu is originally a glass of strong wine. But they want to taste the elegance of tea. Until someone overturned the cup of tea... Opening the Heavenly Gate with one sword, killing the Martial Saint with one palm...
The gun god, the swordsman, the boy, the beauty, the white horse, the rivers and lakes. One sword opens the gate of heaven, one palm kills the martial saint. Winter. Can snow. Her sword is moonlight. Her poison is honey. Her name is a secret. Purple clothes are like electricity. People are like poetry. The world only knows that Princess Jinning, Zhao Qingli, is a walking lady in the palace. Little did he know that she was also the only descendant of the Sword God, a rare talent that the Tang Sect had not seen in a century. Her sword is called "Purple Lightning". When the sword comes out, it's like the shadow of a startled tiger. No one in the world can match his three moves. Because everyone who has seen the third move has become a dead man who cannot speak. Her palm is called "Chasing Soul". Her finger is called "Split Wind". Chu Yueyao and Wen Yunshu were not maids, but two shadows threatening their lives. Three women, a winter game. Jianghu is originally a glass of strong wine. But they want to taste the elegance of tea. Until someone overturned this cup of tea... Opening the Heavenly Gate with one sword, killing the Martial Saint with one palm...
In the traffic era, "newbies" and "shuangwen" are everywhere. Where are those works of the past that were elegant in writing, delicate in character, focused on plot, and contained great truths? Based on the pure flow of traditional fantasy, the fantasy novel "Respect Against the Trend" is presented! Exclusive first release, signed with Tomato Novel Network (Toutiao Today). [New release·Dual protagonist setting] His name was Jin Xi. He was seriously injured in a conspiracy assassination and died soon. His name was Zhong Lizuan, and he was surprised to find that Jin Xi had almost the same appearance as himself. Because he possesses the unique "Two Spirits Sea of Consciousness", he incorporates Jin Xi's soul into his body, thereby achieving "one body and two spirits". [Fighting against the sky is endless fun] Ziwei Tianxin, Linglong Blood, World Moving Celestial Eyes, Thousand-faced Buddha's Courage, Nine Netherworlds, Destiny and Taoism... Gathering the love of thousands of people in one body, a grand journey to fight against destiny unfolds brilliantly. I want to play with destiny, cut off injustice, destroy ruins, and build great unity! Fight against the sky, have endless ambition, and defy the odds!
That winter, Jianghu died. The martial arts world was slaughtered in the sky, and the mountains and rivers were stained with blood. Stunning beauty means death - Zhao Qinghe, the most beautiful princess in the world, the most beautiful woman in the world. When she laughs, the mountains and rivers turn pale; when she draws her sword, the gods bow their heads. Flowing Cloud Soft Sword, invincible with three moves. Followed by two more dangerous women: Luo Qinghan, "Mo Yu God Killer"; Wen Wanqing, "Soft Palms Controlling the Sky". The three of them were hidden, like ladies and delicate flowers. The two cute pets are even more incredible, the Mysterious Demonic Ice Python "Frost Xuan", and the ancient divine beast "Soul-eating Golden Eyes" Mo Yan. The winter snow has not stopped, but the killing has begun. The sharpest sword in the world, wrapped in the sweetest sugar.
A modern boy accidentally travels into the world of fantasy martial arts and martial arts! Become a master of Guo Daxia and travel around the world! Wine, beauty, brothers, sword! I also experienced the horror of Wuhu and the other side of human nature! "Ding! The important characters in the book are important, has the host signed in?" "Signed in" "Congratulations to the host for getting Tiyunzong..." Elf Anna: Ding! Please wipe your saliva! Huang Jingyu: Sorry, tears overflowed from the corners of my mouth accidentally! (Captain: Capture?! Capture?!) (Huang Jingyu: Mr. Captor, you listen to my excuses... Not my explanations) (Author: Chiguazhong...)
A heroic demeanor, a chivalrous heart, an unprecedented large number of new stories, and an extremely novel writing method. Passionate, touching, funny and worth following
This is an excellent work that is both literary and readable, and the author's writing skills are impressive. The narrative perspective is unique, showing multiple dimensions of the story through multiple threads, and finally cleverly bringing together a complete picture. The characters are three-dimensional and full, and even the supporting roles are fleshed out and unforgettable! ! ! !
**Extra Chapter: The Ferocious Monk Dayou (2)** When Monk Dayou of the Sky-shaking Bell Arhat saw that his pursuers were dead, he felt so happy that he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh. Just when he was proud, he caught a glimpse of a person quietly standing under the shadow of a tree not far away from the corner of his eye. The man was tall and thin, dressed in black robes, with a ferocious mask with red faces and fangs on his face. He stretched his hands forward at shoulder level and was jumping towards him. There are many monks who are as bold as a warrior and believe in their own invincibility in mystical skills. How can they be afraid of these pretenders? "Hey!" He shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder, "How dare you, little thief, come here to die!" The weirdo in black robe ignored him and didn't say anything. When he jumped more than ten feet away from Monk Dayou, he suddenly let out a weird laugh, jumped up, and rushed towards him fiercely! The long black nails on the ten fingers are like poisonous eagle claws, carrying ten balls of stinky black gas, digging straight into the heart of Monk Dayou! Monk Dayou was on guard for a long time. Without even raising his eyelids, he flicked the Sanskrit word "Om" on the bronze bell next to him. "When--" A Qingyue bell rang, and several rays of golden light suddenly shot out from the surface of the bronze bell, all of which hit the man. After a burst of green smoke, several large holes were burned through the black robe on his body, revealing the pale skin underneath. However, the man seemed to be completely unconscious, and his forward momentum did not slow down at all, and the black claws reached his chest in an instant! Monk Dayou suddenly rose up and stepped back three feet. At the same time, with luck in his palm, he shouted and swung forward violently! "Bang!" This palm was firmly printed on the chest of the black-robed weirdo. The man's body felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer, and the force of his palm knocked him away a foot. He fell heavily to the ground and slid several feet away. When the man jumped up from the ground again, his neck had twisted unnaturally and was hanging limply on his chest. After a heart-wrenching "crack-squeak" sound, he actually raised his hand and grabbed his head, turned it back to its original position, tapped it back and forth, and let out a few ghostly howls again, as if he was quite satisfied with his "bone-setting" technique. Immediately afterwards, he jumped again and rushed towards Monk Dayou fearlessly. Monk Dayou traveled all over the country and saw many strange people and strange things, but this was the first time he encountered such a strange situation. He wondered in his heart: Could it be that he had killed too many people and his blood was so strong that he had really attracted ghosts from the underworld? "Hmph!" He then sneered and became proud, "The Sa family is a disciple of Buddhism, and there are seven Buddhas three feet above his head to protect him! Forget about a mere imp zombie, it is the bull-headed horse face and the Yin and Yang judge from the underworld. What should the Sa family have to fear!" Monk Dayou took out a string of simple Buddhist beads from his arms, hung them on his chest, and drank the six-character mantra in a deep voice. I saw the golden light flowing on the beads, and the shadows of seven golden Buddhas more than a foot square gradually rose, slowly rotating around his body, emitting the light of the relics, and a colorful rainbow fell from the sky, connecting heaven and earth. The "weirdo" seemed to have not seen the vision of the Buddha's light shining in front of him and the golden Buddha protecting his body. He did not react at all when the Buddha's light shone on his body. He still moved his claws mechanically and grabbed Monk Dayou's chest. When the monk saw this, he looked up to the sky and sneered, "I thought I was some kind of monster, but it turned out to be a puppet manipulated by the Yan family in Hunan!" He stretched out his foot and hooked the edge of the bell, and the bell fell sideways. Monk Dayou took a step back, crouched down, and with his right arm, he easily held the bronze bell as thick as a bucket in his arms. Immediately, his luck came to his left palm, golden light surged around the edge of the palm, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder. With a slight shout, his left palm was like a sharp axe, slashing straight towards the tail of the bronze bell! "Here -" there was a sharp sound, like a sharp knife cutting through soft tofu! The bronze bell wall, which was more than two inches thick, had a large hole cut out by his flesh palm, and the cross section was as smooth as a mirror! Monk Dayou held the bronze bell with both hands flat, put the newly cut hole close to his mouth, and pointed the mouth of the bell at the "weirdo" who was rushing towards him. He took a sharp breath, exerted all the strength of his Dantian, and yelled at the entrance of the hole: "Get out of here—!" This yell was like a thunderbolt exploding in mid-air! But the sound wave erupting from the mouth of the bell has condensed into substance, turning into a violent white sound wave, which instantly hit the "weirdo"! "Pfft!" The "weirdo" didn't even hum. His whole body was smashed to pieces by the sound waves like rotten wood! The sound wave continued unabated, rolled up countless gravel and grass stalks, turned into a roaring angry dragon, and crashed straight into the shadow of the tree! Like a hurricane passing by, "Crash!" There was a loud and devastating sound, and three or four large trees as thick as a bowl were broken in response. The other trees were also blown to and fro by the strong wind, and the broken branches and leaves were rolled up into the air, blocking the sky and the sun. The strong wind gradually subsided and the dust settled. I saw a person staggering out of the bushes. His clothes were ragged and could hardly cover his body. He staggered a few steps toward Monk Dayou. He opened his mouth and uttered "Uh-huh," as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly spurted out a few large mouthfuls of blood. He then fell to the ground with his face covered. He twitched twice and then became silent again. He was already dead. Monk Dayou put down the bronze bell, strode up to the corpse, and turned it over with his toes. When he saw the other person's face clearly, he spat and said bitterly: "Huh! It's Yan Lao Er! How dare you come to the Sa family to seek death!" Then he thought about it, Hunan Xiangxi is thousands of miles away from the land of Qinghai, and he had no grudge against the Yan family who controlled the corpse. Why did they come all the way to pursue him here? The battle just now consumed a lot of energy, and now the breath in his dantian is churning. Monk Dayou had no time to think about it, so he found a remote corner, sat down cross-legged, and went to meditate while adjusting his breath. My novel, everyone is welcome! ! !
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