I have read more than 200 chapters of Zhanshen. I can't stand it anymore and no one wants to read it. Many details are not done well, but after all, I am a new author.
A good book is a new world, which makes people forget to eat and sleep in the world, and forget to turn the key inserted in the door. A good book is like a cup of fragrant tea. Only when you taste it slowly and aftertaste it more will you feel the fragrance of tea.
Li Jinnian was running at the speed of life and death, the wind howling in his ears, like the roar of an enemy army. Just as the enemy's breath behind him was getting closer, he turned around suddenly, raised his hand to grab it from the air, and in an instant, a large pen as big as a rafter appeared out of thin air in his hand. The barrel of the pen is simple and heavy, showing the vicissitudes of time. The tip of the pen is soaked in ink that emits a strange light, and the ink fragrance overflows. "Suppress!" Li Jingnian shouted loudly, the sound was like a loud bell, shaking the whole area. The big pen in his hand was like a dragon out of the sea, swimming rapidly in the air, and a majestic word "zhen" was instantly formed. As he shouted, the word continued to amplify, and the light flickered between the strokes. In an instant, it turned into a huge cage, and it suddenly covered the chasing enemy. "I am from the Li family of Nandu. Have you ever known what the Li family of Nandu is good at?" Li Jingnian's eyes widened with anger, his eyes piercing the enemy like a sharp blade, and he roared sternly. At this moment, although his broken arm was stained with blood and his clothes were ragged, he still exuded a chilling aura, like the god of war coming to this world. Before the enemy could react, Li Jingnian waved his big pen again and wrote two words in the air. "Kill!" "Suppress!" As the writing appeared, murderous intent was everywhere, and fierce sword energy roared out from the word "kill", like a ferocious beast that chose people to devour; while the new word "suppress" transformed into a solid barrier, squeezing the enemy from all directions and blocking all their escape routes. Immediately afterwards, another word "Qi" rose into the sky. In an instant, the situation changed, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered like a surging tide. "The poet is extinct - the sword energy hits the world in the middle of the night!" Li Jingnian looked up to the sky and roared, his voice resounding throughout the world. I saw densely packed Chinese characters in the sky falling crazily from the clouds like heavy rain. As these Chinese characters fell, they instantly transformed into countless sharp little swords. The runes on the swords flashed and gave a chilling feeling. In an instant, thousands of small swords passed through the border like locusts, overwhelmingly attacking the enemies chasing behind them. The small sword cut through the air and made a sharp whistling sound, which sounded like the whisper of death. A dozen people behind him were trapped by this sudden trouble. The cage and sword transformed from the majestic Chinese characters were airtight and suffocating. In just a few seconds, a strong man used his profound skills and determination to break through the restraints. He was breathing heavily, his clothes were ragged, his hair was messy, and the fear of the aftermath of the disaster still remained on his face. But when he raised his eyes and looked forward, he found that Li Jingnian had long disappeared, only the empty wilderness and the sound of the howling wind. Among these people, a red-haired foreign middle-aged man in a white robe was particularly eye-catching. He stared at the strange clock in his hand with sinister eyes. This clock has a simple shape, and the hands on the dial rotate rapidly at a strange speed, making a "click" sound, as if it is eagerly telling something. "Laplace demon, although you are only a defective product, you must not malfunction like last time!" The middle-aged man murmured in a low voice. Although the forbidden object in his hand is not complete, it is said to be able to know the position and momentum of all particles in the universe at a certain time. It also has powerful computing power and can calculate the operating status of things in a few minutes based on some mysterious deterministic laws. As the hands of the clock rotated rapidly, the middle-aged eyes became sharper, and a proud sneer gradually appeared on his face. "Found it!" Immediately afterwards, he quickly adjusted his direction, pointing the clock in his hand in one direction, and flew towards the other direction at high speed like an arrow. His robes rustled in the wind, as if to tear the silent sky apart. ... Song Xiaochu was running away in the forest. Suddenly, a powerful pressure that seemed to be substantial surged from the side, making him almost breathless. He suddenly stopped and looked intently, only to see a bloody figure staggering towards him. This man's whole body exuded a strong smell of blood, and the skin and flesh at the wound rolled around, and blood dripped onto the ground, which was shocking. Song Xiaochu was shocked. A person with such strength could run away in such a panic at this moment. How terrifying must the person chasing behind him be? Song Xiaochu had a premonition that something bad was going to happen, so without any hesitation, he turned around and started speeding in the opposite direction. The wind whistled in his ears, his heart beat rapidly, and the ground was filled with dust with every step he took. "A native of Zhongzhou, a man of truth?" This thought flashed through Li Jingnian's mind the moment he saw Song Xiaochu. He exerted force under his feet, and his speed suddenly increased. Like a black lightning, he chased Song Xiaochu, and in an instant he closed the distance with Song Xiaochu. "Are you from Zhongzhou?" He shouted loudly, with a bit of urgency in his voice. How could Song Xiaochu dare to stop? He walked faster, and complained wildly in his heart: "Woc, brother, who are you? You are chasing me so closely, and you are covered in blood. It's so scary..." When Li Jingnian saw that Song Xiaochu was ignoring him, a trace of helplessness flashed on his face, but then there was a trace of determination. He knew that time was running out at this moment, so he speeded up again and rushed in front of Song Xiaochu to stop him. "I have something on me, take it, and I will lure them away later!" As he spoke, he handed the metal box he was holding tightly to Song Xiaochu, "Go! Hurry up!" Song Xiaochu looked at the metal box handed to him, his pupils shrank for a moment, and he complained in his heart: "Brother, you are so strong, and there are strong men chasing you, how scary will those coming behind you be? Isn't this a reminder to me?" Thinking of this, instead of taking it, he exerted force on his feet, dodged sideways, and sped away again. When Li Jinnian saw this, a trace of anxiety and doubt flashed in his eyes, but he soon understood Song Xiaochu's concerns. He took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Here is a list of North American spies lurking at the top of Zhongzhou, as well as some high-level secrets!" The voice echoed in the forest, full of power. "If you are still from Zhongzhou, take it with you!" He looked at Song Xiaochu firmly, his tone unquestionable. "Leave it to [Moment], leave it to [Forbidden Tribunal], it doesn't matter which side, take it out anyway!" Song Xiaochu paused, feeling a little shaken. Seeing this, Li Jinnian hurriedly stepped forward, handed the metal box to him again, and almost shouted: "Take it with you! Let's go!" Song Xiaochu slowly stretched out his hand and took the metal box. At this moment, a gratified smile appeared on Li Jinnian's face. He turned around suddenly and galloped away in the direction of his pursuers. His back was decisive and tragic, just like a suicidal charge. "I've wanted to fight with you beasts for a long time. If that's the case, then I'll be honored!" His voice echoed in the air, full of pride as if he was ready to die. "Boy, remember my name, [Moment]'s subordinate intelligence organization [Hun Crow] - code name 125, Li Jinnian!" "There is a saying in ancient times! It's called..." "Who has never died in life since ancient times? Keep your loyalty to reflect history!" "It reflects... This feeling and this scene" Li Jinnian recited poems loudly as he ran, his voice getting farther and farther away. "If you are lucky enough to meet the younger generations of my Li family, tell them that even if the men of the Li family die... They will die on the battlefield protecting our family and country!" "I, Li Jingnian, am worthy of my ancestors!"
"Slayer of Gods: I am the ghost-faced king, the evil agent!" Travel through time and become the Ghost Faced King. He is hunted down at the beginning. He awakens the counterattack system, kills gods, absorbs energy, unlocks the power of the evil god, and fights back every step of the way! ## ## #Counterattack
Unlimited data flow + battle royale, the protagonist is decisive in killing, has an online IQ, and cold methods, leading his teammates to penetrate the killing city. There is no system or cheats, all the equipment depends on beating, and all the magic equipment depends on explosion!