Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

“Before and After the Decisive Battle” is the most classic and quintessential volume in the book “The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng”.

As for the reason, it is because of this volume, there are two people, and a decisive battle is about to be fought!

These two people are both swordsmen, and their swords and kendo are different, but they all have one thing in common, that is, they are incomprehensible.

People are lonely, swords are even lonelier!

So, there is, the night of the full moon, the peak of the Forbidden Purple, a sword coming to the west, flying immortals outside the sky!

Writing and writing, Jiang Hao was inexplicably immersed in it, and he seemed to return to that decisive moment, floating above the heads of the two supreme swordsmen, becoming the closest witness.

“On that day, the bright moon was high, and the moon was very full, very round!”

“At the peak of the Forbidden Purple, which symbolizes imperial power, at this time, two swordsmen stand separately.”

Jiang Hao wrote so, and as his pen turned, a vision appeared in the real world.

It was a sunny day, but night suddenly fell, and then a bright moon rose, sprinkling a holy silver glow.

This bright moon is very round, very round!

That Forbidden City, big, big!

“Wen Qi rushed to Jiuxiao, the vision of heaven and earth is coming, is this a great Confucian who is going to be born?”

“None, Wen Qiu Kyushu, the whole country trembled, this is not the birth of the Great Confucian, but the birth of the Zhenguo, it’s unbelievable!”

This Heavenly Vision spread a wide range, and it can be said that the entire Great Tang can affect it.

Zhenguo! Zhenguo!

If there is no town (earthquake) country’s ability, talk about what Zhenguo’s work.

The two swordsmen, both dressed in white as snow, spotless, had no expression on their faces.

In this moment, their people had become as cold and sharp as their swords, and they had no emotions at all.

The two people were staring at each other, their eyes glowing with each other.

Everyone was far away from them, and although their swords were not yet unsheathed, the sword qi was already terrifying.

This kind of fierce sword qi was originally emitted by themselves.

The scary thing is also that they are the people themselves, not the swords in their hands. ”

Jiang Hao’s pen in his hand moved again, and the phantoms of the two swordsmen suddenly appeared in the real world, just under the bright moon, the peak of the Forbidden Purple, staging a peak duel.

“Such a sword qi, even if it is thousands of miles apart, can it make me frightened!”

A swordsman who was thousands of miles away from Chang’an suddenly stood up, his hand holding the sword trembling uncontrollably, his sword wailing and trembling.

“Don’t panic, this is heaven and earth restoring the story in the book, it is just a vision, and it will not hurt us!” An old Confucian shouted.

“Poof!”

As soon as the words fell, a swordsman opened his mouth to spit out blood, but he refused to be suppressed and wanted to raise his sword intent to resist, but he was hit hard.

In the divine duel between the Sword God and the Sword Immortal, no one should interfere!

“I believe in your evil!” Everyone scolded Lao Confucian angrily.

Ximen Chuixue’s face was expressionless, he slowly raised the sword in his hand, and said coldly: “This sword is a sharp weapon under the world, the blade is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven pounds and thirteen taels.” ”

Ye Gucheng said, “Good sword!” ”

Ximen Chuixue said, “It is indeed a good sword!” ”

Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand and said, “This sword is an overseas cold sword elite, blowing hair and broken hair, the blade is three feet three, and the net weight is six pounds and four taels.” ”

Ximen Chuixue said, “Good sword!” ”

Ye Gucheng said, “This is a good sword!” ”

The two drew their swords at the same time, and the atmosphere changed suddenly at this moment!

Ye Gucheng: “If I am defeated, please accept my sword, my sword is your sword.” ”

Simon Chuixue: “If I am defeated, please accept my sword, my sword is your sword.” ”

Ye Gucheng: “From now on, the sword will never leave the body.” ”

Ximen Chuixue: “The sword does not leave the body.” ”

At this time, the starlight and moonlight were even lighter, and all the brilliance between heaven and earth had been concentrated on the two swords.

Two immortal swords.

The sword has been stabbed!

The picture suddenly stopped here, and it turned out that Jiang Hao’s pen stopped.

“Lying groove, why is it gone at this critical moment? Play me! ”

“Who won? Who won! Oh my God, is this torturing me? ”

“I can’t sleep at night, I can’t sleep at night!”

Countless people wailed, at this time, they seemed to scratch their hearts with a hundred claws, itching unbearably, breaking at the critical moment, they were simply not people!

“My hunch tells me that if this sword really pierces Ye Gucheng, he will really die!” Jiang Hao’s forehead was cold sweat, and his grip was strangely trembling.

“Gongzi!”

Kong Yiya looked distressed, but did not dare to disturb, so she could only gently wipe the cold sweat on Jiang Hao’s forehead with a handkerchief.

“The general trend cannot be reversed, otherwise this book will not be this book, and the whole world will collapse!”

“However, since I am the author of this book, I can change my petty posture easily!”

Jiang Hao thought slightly, and already had a plan in his heart, and the pen in his hand moved again without hesitation.

In this battle, after all, Ye Gucheng lost, but he did not die, but fooled through with fake death, and retired to the rivers and lakes from then on, not asking about the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

“Before and After the Final Battle” is over!

At the end of another volume, Jiang Hao already felt a little tired at the moment, but he still did not stop writing, but transcribed faster.

Volume IV “Silver Hook Gambling House”, end!

Volume 5 “Ghost Villa”, end!

Volume VI, End! Volume VII, End!

Volume 8, “Sword God Smiles”, end!

When Jiang Hao finished writing the last word, on a plane far away from the Westward Journey World, a world was gradually taking shape, it illuminated the universe, and the light was psychic, as if it had broken through the ancient and modern future!

This world is very beautiful, although it is not fully formed, but the whole body is brilliant, brilliant, like an eternal holy light.

The pen fell into a storm, and the book became a crying ghost!

At the moment when “The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng” ended, in an instant, the divine light was blazing, the waves were terrifying, and the waves were deafening!

At a glance, it was actually Wang Yang’s same literary style, rushing towards Jiang Hao.

“I’ll go, this one is a little fierce!”

Jiang Hao was a little panicked, would he be able to burst? This possibility is very high!

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