"Cough, cough, cough!" A white-clothed scholar sat upright in his private room in Ruan. He was holding a folding fan in his hand, with a pale face and extremely thin body.

There is no popular female character around me, only two maids are serving them carefully.

But seeing him coughing constantly, the little maid nervously gave him a sense of relief, he waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Brother Yuan, since he is here, why don't you come out and see him?"

In the empty private room, a scholar in green robe slowly emerged.

Looking at this Confucian scholar, it is difficult to tell the age. He looks very young, but his hair is gray, his waist is straight, and there is a faint smile on his lips, saying, "Brother Ruan, you and I have been missing for six years. I didn't expect that his style is not inferior to previous years!"

The two maids were very nervous and stared at the scholar in green robe, with a pale face.

Since the only person who can make the young master lose his composure is Yuan, the only person who may be Yuan San from the Yuan family. This young man in the Yuan family is ranked seventh, but his name is Yuan San.

And he also happens to be the third place in the Jinshi list, known as Tanhua Yuan San.

"Sit, sit!" The scholar in white pressed the folding fan, his expression was very calm. The sudden cough just now made an unhealthy blush on his face. With the help of the maid, he slowly sat down.

"I was not feeling well and could not stand the wind, so I didn't go out to watch the battle. Did Brother Yuan not care about the battle outside?" said the young man in white slowly.

Yuan San said lightly: "I came to Kyoto and only care about the 'sick scholar' Ruan Jinghun. I don't care about other people and things. Qing'er has Qing'er's path, so I can't control..."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" The scholar in white nodded calmly, ranking second in the Jinshi list, and Ruan Jinghun, the second-ranked "sick scholar" is him.

He has been weak since childhood, but his qualifications for practice are amazing.

What is strange is that no matter how he practices, his body is very weak. Even after he enters the divine mind, he is no longer a physical body and his condition will not improve.

But such a person has been ranked at the top of the Jinshi list for ten years, and his cultivation is infinitely close to the Yuan level. Some people even say that he has broken through the unimaginable "Yuan" realm and has become one of the top experts in the Baijia Academy.

Of course, that statement is definitely not true, because once a practitioner on the Jinshi list breaks through the Yuan level, he will no longer be included in the Jinshi list.

The top list of experts in the world is the "yuan" list of Yinshulou.

Today, Sun Fangweng, the owner of the "Yuan" list, has occupied this position for thirty years.

As for the Jinshi List, Ruan Jinghun was only 28 years old when he was ranked first. At that time, his sharpness was only comparable to Tang Lan of the Tang family.

Tang Lan became the top scorer on the Jinshi list at the age of 27. Ruan Jinghun was only a little worse than him, but even so, he was a genius for two hundred years.

"Cough, cough!" Ruan Jinghun was still coughing for a long time. His cough stopped and said, "Actually, I came today and wanted to see Lord Tang Yu, the son of Lord Tang, just that! Brother Yuan San, start to open the window and take a look. Your younger brother is afraid he will lose..."

Yuan San raised his eyebrows, stared at Ruan Jinghun coldly, and finally opened the window.

Ruan Jinghun is known as a sick scholar. Although he is weak, his vision is the best in the world.

Over the years, the Ruan family has become a great master in the Southern Zhou Dynasty. In addition to Ruan Silang, most of the masters of the Ruan family are actually people who Ruan Jinghun likes.

In the capital, who has the most experts in the Ruan family is the Ruan family.

However, the Ruan family is a small family. Ruan Jinghun, a member of this family, only Ruan Xiaohua, has two male members, and a cousin Ruan Bichen.

Ruan Xiaohua is of average qualification, and Ruan Bichen is born with a unique body and cannot practice. If not, the power of the Ruan family would be stronger, and even the royal family might be afraid of it.

In the sky, that battle continues.

Yuan Qing and Tang Yu's killer moves became more sharp and the battle was more exciting than before.

Yuan San frowned and said, "It's worthy of being the son of Lord Tang Lan. No wonder the old man of the Tang family must make him recognize his ancestors. I haven't seen anyone in at least thirty years who can use the magic of "Return to the Scroll" so vividly.

Unfortunately, he is still weaker than Qing'er."

"Not necessarily!" Ruan said lightly. He didn't look outside, but it seemed that all the battle situation outside could not escape his eyes.

"The Yuan family's 'Heaven and Earth Art' is Yuan Qing's backhand. How do you know that Tang Yu has no backhand? Five days ago, two second-rank disciples of the Zhan family assassinated Tang Yu. They died and Tang Yu is still alive. They can still fight today. This is true.

In the power realm, military strategists are invincible. Otherwise, there would not be so many military strategists after the 100th Jinshi list in the world..." Ruan Jinghun said slowly.

Yuan Qing raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Ruan seems to care about Tang Yu very much. Could it be that he is the son of Lord Tang Lan?"

Ruan Jinghun shook his head and said, "Of course not. My sister wants to get married. I have to look at her future brother-in-law, right?"

"Here, your boy can't help it anymore. He wants to use the 'Heaven and Earth Art'!"

Yuan San suddenly looked up, and in the sky, Yuan Qing laughed and said, "It's so refreshing! Tang Yu and Tang Xianjue are indeed worthy of being the son of Lord Tang Lan. With such cultivation, it has not disappointed me to go to Beijing, haha..."

Yuan Qing's laughter resounded throughout the void. At this time, thousands of people gathered around Yanyu Tower.

Many monks outside didn't know who the person who fought with Yuan Qing was. When they heard that they were Tang Lan's son of the Tang family, they were all moved.

In Baijiayuan, who doesn’t know about Tang Lan?

Some time ago, it was rumored that Tang Lan's son had entered Baijiayuan. Is the young man who fought with Yuan Qing the time the son of Lord Tang Lan?

"The Tang family finally has a genius. This boy is really amazing. At a young age, he has such combat power and is not inferior to the juniors of Baijiayuan. No wonder Mr. Tang asked him to recognize his ancestors and return to his hometown."

"Hey, you don't think about whose son he is, Tang Lan! How handsome was Tang Lan, the younger generation of the Hundred Schools back then? In the battle in the north, one person killed two thousand soldiers from the Northern Zhou Dynasty. This combat power was infinitely close to the highest level of the Yuan level..."

"Oh, it's a pity that he took the wrong path. It's so regrettable that he abandoned his family and country for a woman..."

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, and at this moment, Yuan Qing spoke again in the sky, and he said proudly:

"Tang Yu, although you are very strong, you still can't beat me. Your Tang family's "Return to the Tornado" is hard to match my "Heaven and Earth Art"! Be careful, Brother Tang Yu!"

Yuan Qing shouted loudly, and the brush in his hand suddenly drew a circle in the sky.

The sky is round and the earth is round, and the sky is round. A huge whirlpool of force field is quickly constructed with Yuan Qing's magic brush as the center.

The powerful saint's power was quickly pulled away. Tang Yu felt that the golden dragon transformed by his golden pen would collapse instantly.

"What kind of spell is this? Why can it disrupt the heaven and earth power field?"

Tang Yu's pupils closed, and the next moment, a wave of overwhelming force had already pressed on his chest.

The sky is the circle, the earth is the square, the drawing circle is the force field, and the attack is invisible.

Tang Yu's body disappeared instantly, tearing apart the void, but the powerful force field actually crushed the void, and the void crack was instantly crushed by it.

Tang Yu's magic power is circulating in his body, and he is about to use the "glorious" means.

Suddenly, his inspiration flashed in his heart. The golden and magnificent turned into a tripod. The tripod of Mount Tai is powerful and the most powerful. Although he did not have the pressure of the Taishan tripod, why can't the golden and magnificent be used?

As soon as he thought of this, his mind turned and magic power shot out from his body.

He waved his long sleeves, controlling the messy power of the saint, and exerted the mysterious meaning of the golden pen's brilliant force field.

The golden dragon was suppressed in the air by the pressure of the Heaven and Earth Art and was about to collapse. After Tang Yu's change, the huge golden dragon stabilized its body and became extremely solid.

This golden dragon is unprecedentedly real, as if it is substance.

The scales were clearly visible, and the dragon whiskers were lifelike.

And this was not over yet. The huge golden dragon slowly raised its body in the air and formed a strange shape.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

The huge golden dragon suddenly shook in the air.

The golden light radiated in all directions with his body as the center.

The tremor seemed to be about to collapse, with golden light shining everywhere, and incredible pressure enveloped the whole circle.

The huge force field vortex in front of Yuan Qing's eyes shattered with a bang.

Yuan Qing's face changed drastically, and he was about to tear apart the void and escaped. He ran away very quickly, but the golden light still penetrated several parts of his body.

"ah……"

With a scream, Yuan Qing fell down from the air.

But seeing that he was covered in blood and his life and death were uncertain, but the people around him who were watching the battle had not yet come back to their senses, and seemed to be shocked by this amazing blow.

"Is this the Tang family's "Return to Tornado"? The Tang family's Return to Tornado is so powerful and so fierce?"

Many people were confused because the spell just now was completely a magic spell of killing, with an incredible and omnipresent essence. Each one was transformed by a pen light, and the speed was incredible.

In the blink of an eye, you can sweep across the world. If you didn’t see it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that there is such a magic in the world.

Yuan San looked at the air blankly, his face was filled with horror. He swung his long sleeves, and the invisible piano tray had already controlled the entire void.

The fallen Yuan Qing suffered a huge suction force and flew directly to Yuan San's position.

Yuan San hugged his bloody younger brother, and his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, but he was not reckless after all, and took out a few pills and stuffed them into Yuan Qing's mouth, and began to heal him.

In the sky, Tang Yu slowly fell and said, "Brother Yuan Qing, you abolish my brother's cultivation, and I will also abolish your cultivation. You have good combat power, but you are too confident. The defeat is not unfair. The next time you and I will meet again, you will definitely be in Suizhou. If you want to avenge your revenge today, your Yuan family will come, and life and death will be the only way to fate."
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