I read this book when I was in college. It mainly talks about martial arts. It doesn't involve stallions. It has two female protagonists. It's a very good book and you won't be disappointed.
A turbulent dynasty, a stormy world. A group of heroes appear on stage. Ranger, detective, general, scholar, beauty, hero... You just finish singing and I will appear!
The self-written novel is a bit slow to gain popularity and can be criticized or criticized, but mostly I hope that it can be read by everyone. Ensure updates, ensure quality, and ensure we do our best. I kneel down to thank all the adoptive fathers.
The male protagonist travels back in time, and the legendary golden finger of the system necessary for time travellers has arrived. With the system, what does he have to fear? Climb to the pinnacle of martial arts and become the most powerful person
I recommend a classic martial arts book written by myself. It has absolutely no magic or fairy magic. It is close to historical facts and imitates the style of Jin Yong Gu Long. I think it may be closer to the level of the two elders. The book has more than 1.11 Million words and about 520 chapters have been written. It is updated two or three times a day. Welcome to join in. Three main lines: protecting the daughter to find her relatives, fighting against the White-clothed Cult, and eradicating the cancer in the imperial court.
1.2 Million manuscripts saved. Serialized. In order to be compatible with the martial arts world of Tongjin Lao, I deliberately chose the era gap between Tianlong and The Condor to write. It is not a fan. A martial arts story about the counterattack of a small figure in the Song Dynasty. The mountains and rivers are broken, the rivers and lakes are wandering, experienced in hundreds of battles, the love between sons and daughters, there are competitions and battle formations. After 80,000 words, a double line A line leaves suspense and B line is revealed. There are more than one million manuscripts saved. There are laughs in each paragraph and suspense in chapters. Ten chapters, one reversal, one update every day, no need to fatten up to read
Everyone knew how powerful the Fuji sword was, and for a moment no one dared to make a sound. The only sound left in the forest was the sound of the wind blowing and the leaves moving. After a long silence, a young man in the crowd suddenly couldn't hold himself back and jumped out and shouted: "Who cares about the three great masters, we are going together with more than a hundred people, we are afraid that we can't take him down!" Before the words finished, several people in the world who were eager to show off echoed, and they all pulled out their weapons and rushed towards the Fuji sword with howls. Fujin didn't know when a dead branch appeared in his hand. When he saw the crowd rushing towards him, he just sneered and shook his wrist slightly. The dead branch actually used a sharp sword move in his hand. I saw a few afterimages flashing by, "Ah - ah -" Several short screams rang out one after another. The people who were at the front didn't even get close to three feet in front of him. They spit out blood and flew upside down like a kite with a broken string. They fell heavily to the ground and died on the spot. After getting rid of these people, Fujin shook the blood drops on the dead branches and said casually: "You don't have to rush to die, I will come one by one." This understatement, coupled with the bloody scene just now, made the remaining people feel chilled. The few Jianghu people who were eager to try now felt as if their feet were filled with lead. They no longer dared to take even half a step forward, and the hands holding the weapons were trembling slightly. At this time, Chu Tianliu took a step forward and asked loudly: "Master Fujian, you Fujianmen always only accept high prices. We are just ordinary people in the world, how can we deserve such a big fight from you? Even if we are going to die, we want to die clearly!" This is the doubt in the hearts of everyone present - The cost of Fujimen's attack was extremely high. They were neither wealthy dignitaries nor powerful officials. They really couldn't figure out why they attracted such a top killer organization. After hearing the words, Fujian was not in a hurry to take action. He tapped the dead branch in his hand gently on the ground and explained slowly: "Well, I'll let you guys understand clearly. I, Fujian, have indeed paid a high price, and I came here this time to be hired to hunt down you guys who were rushing to Caozhou, just to recover an important object." "Important object?" Du Minxuan's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously touched the document in his arms - Since leaving the Buddhist sect, this volume of documents containing secrets has been kept by him for safekeeping. Could it be that this is what Fujimen is looking for? Fujiken continued: "The words have been made clear. You are the first to ask, so let's start with you!" Before he finished speaking, the branch in his hand was raised, and the sharp sword move was directed towards Chutian. The strong wind brought by the dead branch was actually even colder than a real sharp sword. Chu Tianliu did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly raised his long sword horizontally, using his lifelong skills to block. A young disciple next to him saw his master in danger. Although he knew the disparity in strength between the two sides, he still had the courage to raise his sword and wanted to step forward to help. From the corner of Fuji Sword's eye, he caught a glimpse of the disciple's movements. The branch in his hand trembled slightly, and the originally condensed sword energy was split into two parts - three parts of the energy wrapped around the disciple like a poisonous snake, and seven parts of the energy were still firmly locked towards Chu Tianliu. With a crisp sound of "clang", Chu Tianliu's long sword collided with a dead branch, and he felt an overwhelming force coming. He tried his best to block the attack, but was still shaken and staggered back. The blood in his chest surged, and his throat felt slightly sweet. The disciple beside him couldn't see the trajectory of the sword energy clearly, so he screamed, the sword flew out of his hand, and he fell straight to the ground. There was a thin blood mark on his heart, and he was already dead. "Ahua!" Chu Tianliu's eyes were splitting as he looked at the corpse on the ground. He was shocked and angry, but he didn't dare to step forward easily - the opponent clearly used only seven percent of the force of the sword just now, and it was already difficult for him to parry. This difference in strength is really disappointing. When Fujin saw that Chu Tianliu could take one of his moves, a trace of almost imperceptible admiration flashed across his face, and he said calmly: "You are really capable of taking one of my moves. Then try another move from me!" After that, he waved the branch in his hand again, and this sword move was more powerful than before. The dead branches cut through the air, causing a sharp whistling, as if tearing apart the surrounding airflow, and heading towards Chu Tianliu's face. Chu Tianliu's face turned pale, knowing that he would never be able to resist this attack. He was about to fight to the death, but he saw a figure suddenly rush out from the diagonal stab - Du Minxuan picked up a thick tree pole on the ground, pointed his toes, and flew forward like an arrow. He rounded the tree pole in his hand and used the fierce stick technique of Buddhism to forcefully block the sword energy. There was a muffled sound of "wave", and the tree pole collided with the invisible sword energy. Du Mingxuan felt a huge force rushing down his arm. The force was so powerful that he could not resist it on the spot. He could only use Qiao Jin to release the force while flying backwards, landing two feet away. Fujin Sword originally thought that Chu Tianliu would die if he used this move, but he saw a person suddenly flying out from beside him to block the move. When he saw that the person was only in his twenties, he couldn't help but be a little surprised: "My little brother is good at martial arts. He is really a hero from a young age. Try another move from me!" As he said that, he waved the branch in his hand and passed another sword move towards Du Minxuan. Du Minxuan knew that the opponent was powerful and did not dare to be careless at all. He channeled all his inner strength on the tree pole and used his best Buddhist stick technique, and unexpectedly took the attack again. Fujin Sword watched him take two moves, and already recognized his method, nodded and said: "It is indeed a Buddhist stick technique, it really has two moves. In that case, I will play with my little brother and play a few moves!" Before he finished speaking, the branch in his hand suddenly accelerated, and the sword moves changed one after another, and he attacked Du Minxuan like a violent storm. Du Mingxuan did not dare to neglect, so he mustered up his energy, danced the tree pole and used the Buddhist stick technique to block, block, block or pick, fighting with the Fuji sword. For a moment, only two figures were seen intersecting in the forest, and the sound of dead branches colliding with tree trunks was endless, sometimes like the sound of gold and stone, sometimes like the sound of strong wind passing through the forest. Everyone was horrified to see this. No one expected that this young Buddhist disciple could actually fight with the Fujian sword for a few moves. Even Huang Guo couldn't help clenching his fists and secretly sweating for Du Mingxuan. Every move of the Fuji sword is infused with extremely strong internal force. Even if the crowd watching the battle is several feet away, they can feel the faint sense of oppression, as if the air is solidified by the sword's power. Du Mingxuan was in the middle of the situation, and the oppression he suffered was as heavy as a mountain. Every time he took a breath, he felt his chest was tight. Seeing that the sword power on the opponent's branches was too overbearing, he did not dare to confront them head-on. He could only rely on his physical skills to move around and use the tree pole to use the most exquisite maneuvering technique in the Buddhist stick technique. Sometimes he was like a spiritual ape circling the tree, sometimes like a dragon swimming in the water, trying to avoid a head-on confrontation. Even so, Du Mingxuan had to use all he had learned in his life to barely be able to take the opponent's sword moves. As for counterattacks, there were very few. The two of them attacked and defended, and exchanged more than 600 moves, but Du Minxuan never showed signs of defeat. Fujiken was secretly surprised - he thought that this young man could take twenty or thirty moves as his limit, but he didn't expect that the other party's internal strength was so long and his stick skills were so airtight that he could hold on until now. After fighting for more than a hundred moves, in a lightning-fast round, Du Mingxuan was forced into a dead corner by Fujiken's sword moves. Unable to avoid it, he had to cross the tree pole in his hand and forcefully collide with the opponent's branches. There was a crisp "snap" sound, and the tree trunk broke in response. The half-cut wood flew out with strong wind and was inserted into the trunk of the tree next to it. Du Mingxuan only had half of the tree pole left in his hand, and his moves suddenly stagnated. Before he could regroup, the branches of the Fuji sword were like poisonous snakes coming out of their holes, piercing through the air with a sharp sound. Du Mingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly. Seeing the sword power coming fiercely, he had no time to change his moves, and sighed in his heart - I'm afraid I can't stop this move. At this critical moment, a small branch suddenly flew from the side, and hit the Fujiken branch with a "snap" sound. Fuji Sword's powerful sword move was actually blocked and slowed down a bit. Du Minxuan seized this fleeting opportunity and struck sideways with half of the tree pole in his hand, barely blocking this fatal move. Fujiken reacted very quickly, and he turned his wrist to change his moves again, but another small branch flew next to him, and a "pop" sound delayed his sword movement again. Du Minxuan followed suit and struck sideways with half of the tree trunk again, resolving the crisis again. After two consecutive moves were blocked, Fujiken frowned slightly, then flew back a few feet and temporarily stopped the attack. He had already cut off the tree pole in Du Mingxuan's hand, and was about to take advantage of the situation to kill him, but his rhythm was disrupted by branches flying inexplicably one after another. Being able to use the branches with such ease and ease, it was obvious that he had reached the realm of "controlling things". Fujiken was greatly surprised. When he flew back, he looked at the person who made the move. When his eyes fell on Lang Peilong, he stared blankly for a long time, and then said slowly: "I didn't expect that old naughty boy to have accepted a disciple. Very good, very good. There are so many talents in this world now, and even these young people are so outstanding. Each mountain is higher than the other!" With that said, he walked towards Lang Peilong and continued: "I have some connections with that old naughty boy. Since you are his disciple, I will give him face and fight with you a few times!" Zhao Lingling was just staring at Du Minxuan's safety in the field and didn't pay attention to who hit the two branches. Now when Fujian said it was Lang Peilong, she was a little unbelievable. But she was more concerned about Du Minxuan's situation. She didn't have time to think about Lang Peilong's matter, so she quickly ran to Du Minxuan and asked urgently: "Brother Du, are you hurt?" Du Minxuan looked at her worried eyes, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, Miss Zhao, I'm fine." Here, Fujin Sword has walked up to Lang Peilong and said in a deep voice: "Little brother, it is extremely rare for that young man to be able to perform more than seven hundred moves under my hand just now. Since you are the apprentice of that old naughty boy, we will limit you to a thousand moves - if I can't defeat you within a thousand moves, I will turn around and leave immediately, and I will never cause trouble to you again!" Lang Peilong had just seen the power of the Fuji Sword, and was well aware of the huge disparity in strength between the two sides. He did not show off after hearing this. He cupped his hands and said, "In that case, the junior will follow the elder's words and limit it to one thousand moves." When the Fuji Sword saw Lang Peilong's hands empty, he asked again, "But I don't know what weapon the little brother is going to use?" Hearing this, Lang Peilong said calmly: "When this junior started, Master first taught me the Five Tigers Chang Fist. Although I have learned a lot of exquisite fists and palms, lately I have always felt that the Five Tigers Chang Fist is the most comfortable. Today I will use it to ask the seniors for advice." As soon as these words came out, everyone around them was in an uproar. Wuhu Changquan is just the most basic entry-level boxing technique in the world. The moves are simple and straightforward. Apprentices in ordinary martial arts schools can practice several moves. It is simply impossible to use it against Fujiken, one of the three great masters. "Is this little brother crazy?" The fat venerable slapped his thigh anxiously, "The Five Tiger Long Fist can be used against ordinary reckless men, but how can it compete with the sword moves of the Fuji sword!" Sun Tianxiao also secretly sweated: "Even though he has the ability to control objects, he can use basic boxing techniques with bare hands... This is too much." Even Du Minxuan frowned - He knew very well how powerful the Fuji Sword's sword moves were. Not to mention the Five Tigers Long Fist, even his own Buddhist stick technique, if he hadn't fought hard to hold on, he would have been unable to hold on long ago. When Fujin Sword heard Lang Peilong's words, not only was he not angry, but he nodded approvingly and said, "Very good, very good. You are worthy of being that old naughty boy's apprentice." After he praised him, he paused for a moment and then said slowly: "Everyone in the world only knows that my swordsmanship is exquisite and my tricks are endless, but they don't know that when I started, I practiced the entry-level swordsmanship 'Yue Nu Sword' for ten years." As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. Fujiken has been recognized as the best master of swordsmanship in the world in recent decades. He actually said that he spent ten years on an entry-level swordsmanship? You know, although Yue Nu Sword is a widely circulated basic sword technique, people with mediocre qualifications can still master it roughly after practicing for several months. I really can't figure out why he spends so much time on it. Fujiken seemed to have seen through everyone's doubts and continued: "After practicing for ten years, the master said that I still didn't fully understand the essence of the Yue Nv Sword and asked me to continue practicing. But at that time, I couldn't listen and thought that there was no more depth to this set of swordsmanship, so I ignored the master's dissuasion and turned to study various advanced swordsmanship. Later, after I practiced countless exquisite sword moves, I suddenly realized that there were actually many things in the Yue Girl Sword that I had not fully understood. In the past few years, I have gone back to study it again, and I finally gained some experience today. I will use this Yue Girl Sword to compete with my little brother! When Lang Peilong heard that Fuji Sword wanted to compete with him with his latest swordsmanship experience, he raised his hand and said, "Since seniors think so highly of it, then please do it!" Fuji Sword stood still, looking at Lang Peilong and said, "I am an elder, how can I make the first move? You go first." Lang Peilong stopped being modest, made fists with both hands, squatted down on horseback, and performed a "Lung Step" move. As a starting move, Fist Attack attacks Fujiken with steady force. At this time, the Fuji sword had abandoned the branches in its hands, stood with its feet side by side, and stood as steadily as a pine tree. Its right hand slowly stretched out, and a purple energy condensed on its fingertips, turning into the appearance of a long sword out of thin air. He started to use the move "Green Pine to Welcome Guests" and calmly dealt with Lang Peilong's punch. "The realm of transformation! There are actually people in the world who can reach this realm!" Chu Tian lost his voice and exclaimed, with disbelief written on his face. Everyone around was also shocked and speechless. They had heard for a long time that Fujiken had unparalleled martial arts skills and exquisite sword moves, but they never thought that he had reached the legendary state of "transformation" - using internal power to transform into a weapon. This is a state that only exists in ancient books in the world. Du Mingxuan also secretly sighed: These "three great masters" are indeed worthy of their reputation. Now it seems that two people have actually reached the state of "transformation". The fist and the sword met in mid-air. There was no sound of gold and iron, but an invisible wave of air spread to the surroundings, making everyone's robes rustle. Lang Peilong felt a soft but tough force coming from the opponent's fingertips, and the strength of his fist was steadily removed. He couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart, secretly thinking that the essence of the Yue Nv Sword should not be underestimated. A glimmer of approval flashed in Fuji Sword's eyes, the purple energy flowed in his fingertips, and his sword moves remained unchanged. He still had the attitude of "green pines welcoming guests", but there was a faint charm of returning to nature. Lang Peilong and Fujiken used the most basic entry-level skills in martial arts. Zhao Lingling was also a swordsman, so when he saw this, he looked at the moves of Fujiken in the field - although the moves he used were all crude sword moves, they were completely different from what he usually practiced. The Yue Nv Sword always seemed crude and stiff in my own hands, but in the hands of the Fuji sword, every move was smooth and fluid, as if it contained infinite fun. Zhao Lingling couldn't help but secretly try to figure out his method of transporting energy. It was okay not to analyze it, but when she thought about it carefully, she realized that there was knowledge everywhere: She first thought that if her gestures could be raised a little higher like Fujiken when she drew the sword, it would be more perfect; but then she thought that something was wrong - if the gestures were too high, wouldn't the lower door reveal a flaw? But when the Kanji Sword is used like that, it is completely natural and has no flaws at all. The more she analyzed, the more complicated it became. She felt her mind was in a mess, she gradually became drowsy, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she almost fell to the ground. At this moment, a palm gently touched her back vest, and a gentle warm current slowly poured into her body. Zhao Lingling suddenly woke up, and when she looked back, it was Du Minxuan who was behind her to help her with her internal energy. "Miss Zhao," Du Minxuan said in a low voice when he saw that she had come to her senses, "your martial arts has not yet reached a certain level, so you must not forcefully analyze their moves, otherwise your inner strength will backfire!" As soon as he finished speaking, there were several muffled sounds around him, and several people fell straight to the ground, with expressions of obsession and pain on their faces. Du Minxuan hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, please don't analyze their moves! Look away!" Everyone was shocked to realize that something was wrong. Those who fell down were obviously like Zhao Lingling, trying to figure out the master-level movement method, and were injured by the invisible energy. For a moment, the crowd who had been watching the battle attentively looked away, not daring to look directly at the competition, with a look of fear on their faces. Lang Peilong and Fujiken saw each other and kept changing their moves. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged more than 600 moves, and it was still difficult to tell the difference. Zhao Lingling did not dare to analyze their moves anymore, but just watched quietly, muttering to herself: This Lang Peilong is so powerful in martial arts, but he pretended to be incompetent in martial arts in front of me before. When this matter is over, I will definitely settle the score with him. But seeing the two people fighting fiercely in the field, and the momentum getting stronger and stronger, she couldn't help but sweat for Lang Peilong. The two were still constantly changing their moves to compete. In fact, martial arts is ultimately about mutual restraint between moves. When masters compete, who can understand the opponent's move trends faster and quickly come up with ways to restrain them. The two people on the field were just like this, constantly changing their moves in order to suppress each other, and the moves were changing faster and faster. By the end, everyone was dazzled, and even the trajectory of the moves was a bit blurry. Du Mingxuan came down from the mountain this time because he could not break through the realm of "controlling things", so his master asked him to practice in the world. He had always thought that it was his failure to create exquisite stick techniques that made it difficult to improve his martial arts. But at this moment, witnessing the competition between two masters, I suddenly had a new understanding in my heart: no matter how exquisite the moves are, they are dead, but talents are alive. How to maximize the power of martial arts moves may be the ultimate breakthrough in martial arts. The moves of Lang Peilong and Fujin Sword have changed to the extreme. In everyone's eyes, there are only two blurry shadows fighting, and the human form cannot be seen at all. Suddenly, a shout of "stop" rang out, and the two people in the field suddenly separated. Lang Peilong stood there gasping for air and said: "Senior, a thousand moves have been passed!" Fujijian was still calm and composed, sheathed the purple sword, nodded and said: "It's really good, I didn't expect that old naughty boy to teach such a powerful apprentice like you. It seems that I lost to that old naughty boy again." He paused and then said, "That's all, I'm getting old, and it's time to find a successor. It's time to leave this world to young people like you!" When everyone saw Lang Peilong take a thousand moves of Fuji Sword and force the top killer to retreat, they were relieved. Just when they were about to praise Lang Peilong, they heard Fuji Sword's voice coming from outside the woods: "I, Fuji Sword, have promised not to trouble you anymore, but the other killers of Fuji Sect haven't agreed yet, so you can take care of yourself!" These words were like a bucket of cold water poured on everyone's heads, and their hearts that had just been relieved were hanging again. "This old guy is such a scoundrel!" The fat venerable couldn't help but spat, and the smile on his face instantly faded, "I said I won't cause trouble, but I leave such a tail!" Sun Tianxiao also frowned: "The Fuji Sect killers are all over the world. Even if he retreats, there is no guarantee that he will not send others. We still can't take it lightly."
I recommend two new books. "The Living Dead" has a bit of Liu Bei, and "The Beast" is a bit bloody, but they are both pure martial arts with fists and fists. It feels like the author is building a huge world view.
[Xianxia, wisdom, slow enthusiasm] [love] [love] [love] Jin Yong and Huang Yi's writing style, the artistic conception and emotion of Zhu Xian. Look first at the writing style, then at the artistic conception, and thirdly at the IQ. In the whirlpool and adventure, a cold-blooded young man knows how to advance and retreat, knows what to do, and sees a hint of opportunity in every inch. Supporting characters appear one after another, and each person has a thousand faces. [Most bad books start again, and get worse the more you read], this article is just the opposite. The plot unfolds slowly, and it is a progressive plot. Every ten chapters, the evaluation will be one point higher. Make a cup of tea, calm down and read, the more you read, the more exciting it becomes (only reading more than ten chapters, there is no value in book reviews, especially if you haven't entered the plot yet). He had heard a little bit about Mist Village. Its land was uniquely blessed with countless precious medicines. But the fog filled the air every night, and many people went in and never came out again the next day. Although Bai Ye is not a cultivator, he is considered a first-rate master in the mortal world. The journey was very slow in the snow, and we drove quickly for nearly two hours before we arrived at Misty Village. This village is hidden deep in the mountains and has only a dozen households. He had no time to collect it himself, so he visited farmers. They all made a living by collecting herbs, and they might have some in stock. I visited several houses, but no one responded. Although he was extremely courageous and calm, he still sensed something fishy at this time, so he increased his vigilance. A large house appeared in front of him, "Bah bang bang!" Bai Ye knocked on the door again. After a few breaths, "Who is it?" A soft voice came. "Excuse me, I want to buy some ice grass. Is it available at home?" Bai Ye's voice was clear and steady. The response from the house: "Please come in, the door is not locked!" After saying this, there was the sound of people getting dressed again, with a hint of joy. In the white night, the wooden door was gently opened. On the couch next to the stove, there was a beautiful figure wearing a light yellow dress, with her back to the door. Her waist was as slender as a willow, her plump buttocks were like a full moon, her green hair was like a waterfall, and she lightly shawled her shoulders. Seeing this, Bai Ye did not enter. After all, it is very inconvenient for a girl to be alone. "Master, why are you standing outside the door? Come in to warm yourself and talk more conveniently." The girl's voice was as sweet as a clear spring. Bai Ye was not a shy person, he hesitated a little and finally stepped in. The girl turned around, her jade face was as beautiful as a painting, as delicate as porcelain, crystal clear and as smooth as jade. The skin on the chest is white and crystal clear, tender and tender, and the plump peaks are so tight that they almost want to jump out. Bai Ye's eyes wavered slightly, but he remained calm. Suddenly, a strange force poured into his body, making his whole body stiff and unable to move. The breeze blew across his face, and he was wrapped in the soft wind, and he couldn't help but be sucked into the soft white snow. Immediately, I saw those eyes that were captivating, and the red lips were slightly opened, revealing teeth as white as jade, which seemed to contain the spirit of spring. I also felt a jade hand, soft and boneless, moving gently on the skin like flowing clouds. The tips of the catkins danced gracefully, drawing circles and moving like flowing water.
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