Try this book. It is pure martial arts, focusing on Jianghu and chivalry. The writing style is obvious at a glance. The plot is worthy of the writing style. It is constantly updated. It already has more than 500,000 words, and the base is one million words.
A fairy tale novel similar to Legend of Sword and Fairy. It has no system, a single female protagonist, and is written in a psychedelic stream of consciousness style. It describes that after the Xuanyuan Sword seals the traces of the sky, a greater threat to the world comes again with the help of the Red Cross Demon Star. The new emperor of the earth is mediocre. Talents, humans, demons and immortals have contracts and secret confrontations. When the fate of heaven and earth hangs on a thread, "who will win?" Everyone is the protagonist along the way. It is humane, thoughtful, and realistic, but may be a little too slow [laughter].
The Five Sages of the Rivers and Lakes are at the top of their game. A real martial arts man only wants to have a little bit of Mr. Jin Yong's style. The Records of the Sword Saints of Nine Provinces is well worth a look. Theme Category: Martial Arts, Fantasy
Friends who were angry to death after watching "Nine Yins and Nine Yangs" can read this book to relieve their anger. Watch how Zhang Wuji beat up Duan Ziyu, who was so beaten that Duan Ziyu ran away with his head in his arms. "The Prequel of Yi Tian: Lord Xiang Fengyun Lu" is a traditional martial arts that fills the century-old gap in the Condor Trilogy. The protagonists are Zhang Sanfeng and Guo Xiang, as well as Yang Dingtian. .
The sword picks up all kinds of things in the mortal world, and the ruler measures the winds of thousands of miles in the rivers and lakes. Romance doesn't ask where it came from, happy life is self-contained.
A masterpiece! No system, no verbosity, just do it! Post a side story! If you don't believe it, just click on it and watch it. If it doesn't look good, feel free to scold me! **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 and 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 Buddha 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 "weird man" didn't seem to see the vision of the Buddha's light shining in front of him and the golden Buddha protecting his body. He didn't 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 laughed, 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 big 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 barely 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. Then he 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.
Here we go, pure martial arts! The first volume of the Jianghu chapter has been completed, and the second volume of the Five Kingdoms Imperial Court chapter is being updated. Friends who like pure martial arts can try it out!
The world's turmoil comes from my generation, and once I enter the world, time rushes me! The portraits of rivers and lakes, the power of temples, the rhythm is lively, the characters are distinct, the layout is grand, the conception is exquisite, and the writing is full of chivalry, backbone, and courage...
Urban Martial Arts, Chapter 100 has a ranking of martial arts masters, and the martial arts conference volume will also add a ranking of martial artists later [laughing]
Traditional martial arts novel, set in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Martial arts heroes gather together, the rivers and lakes intelligence periodical rankings, the three rankings of heaven, earth and people, divided into three rankings of martial arts, weapons, and beauties! There is civil strife in the imperial court, changes in the world, historical research, myths and legends, and turmoil. The protagonist retreats from the world, but his heart is in the world. The heroes and villains have online IQs, the fight scenes are logically clear, and the writing style is excellent!
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