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Ling Tianyun's heart was shocked, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, since the other party had already seen through his intentions, then he had nothing to say. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Actually, how did he know that the middle-aged scribe had misunderstood him, and the other party's vague words were even more inthorough, so that he thought that the other party knew his intentions. Sure enough, they are here for the second brother Zhao Kuangyin, so it is even more impossible for them to give up, it is best to give them a heavy blow and let them have scruples, that is the best result.

"Since Your Excellency has said everything, then only your subordinates will see the truth between you and me." Ling Tianyun's condensed aura gathered all the surrounding airflows together like a storm, only to see that the condensed aura around him spread out layer upon layer. The snow on all around them exploded as if it exploded under the rotation of his breath, fluttering in the air, sprinkling ups and downs, but not falling to the ground for a long time.

Seeing Ling Tianyun condense a mad and arrogant aura, the middle-aged scribe's eyes froze, and a solemn look instantly appeared on his face. He already overestimated the other party, but he didn't expect the other party's aura to be so majestic and grand. The few people present were also the only ones whose cultivation could suppress each other. It can be seen that there is indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in this imperial capital, and martial arts masters will inadvertently meet so few, and this young boy makes him even more jealous, not only considering the forces behind the other party, but also the extraordinary cultivation of the other party who is so young.

The other three men's eyes showed a look of shock, they didn't expect that this young man's cultivation was so strong, it was no longer something they could match. Especially the bald man, he was even more shocked in his heart, the young man he despised was a master of martial arts cultivation higher than him, and he began to shout at the other party, inexplicably, his heart tightened, and a dense layer of sweat appeared on his back. The flushed face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't help but regret it in his heart.

In addition to a look of shock in the eyes of the young man among the four men, there were several rays of contemplative wisdom flickering. But seeing that his eyes were suddenly shining with brilliant light, but his body trembled suddenly, the young man in Xuanyi in front of him, the rumors that were prevalent in the rivers and lakes a few days ago suddenly poured into his brain. He opened his mouth to stop it, but it was too late.

The middle-aged scribe saw that Ling Tianyun had gathered a strong aura, and he couldn't help but gather the true qi in his body, and a surging aura flowed around him. That aura roared like thunder, like a violent wind, and suppressed Ling Tianyun like a wall of fierce qi that was forcibly pressed. Since the other party exudes his true qi, then the other party will definitely not give up, although he admires the other party's cultivation, but he still despises the other party's behavior, his whole body is full of true qi, and he wants to suppress the other party at once.

The light in Zhao An's eyes became more and more intense, and he stood behind Ling Tianyun, only feeling a strong aura burst out from the other party's body, but it did not have the slightest effect on him. The thick back in front of him became taller, and Zhao An's heart began to have a new object of worship.

Feeling a fierce pressure of aura, Ling Tianyun's eyes became more bright, and with a "boom", he strode forward, only to feel that the pressure was even greater, and the true qi circulating in his body became more active violently like the boiling oil that had been ignited. The circulating true qi was transformed into the powerful heaven-shattering power in the body, which was the most primitive power that the physical body could only have. As soon as the powerful force appeared, the aura that permeated his surroundings suddenly froze, and Ling Tianyun took another step forward.

"It is worthy of being the imperial capital, sure enough, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, the master is like a cloud, Your Excellency's extraordinary cultivation has opened the eyes of a certain family." The middle-aged scribe had a breezy demeanor, and with a wave of his sleeves, an even more vigorous aura erupted from his sleeves, and he was as steady as a mountain and could still be distracted and quipped.

"Yes, Your Excellency is not bad." The aura of condensation in Ling Tianyun's whole body couldn't help but grow a little longer, and the aura that came from the wild pressure was like a surging wave, wave after wave. However, Ling Tianyun was like a reef that stood proudly in the middle of the waves. No matter how big the waves were, he still stood. With just a disdainful provocation, Ling Tianyun had already exhausted all the strength of his body, and he had to gather an even more powerful aura to resist the True Yuan aura suppressed by the other party.

There was no head-to-head confrontation, only a strong collision of breaths, one body was like a taut longbow, and the other was calm and calm. It's just that the aura that erupted from the two sides collided with each other, and they were already distinguished, Ling Tianyun was still weaker than a notch, and the middle-aged Wen was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party would not be defeated under the suppression of his momentum, but it made him feel a little admiration.

"At a young age, but his mind is not pure, and he has the ability to speak. A certain family wants to see what else you can do, be careful. As soon as the middle-aged scribe's words fell, he saw him waving his hands lightly, and a pair of slender palms crossed an elegant arc towards Ling Tianyun's shoulders.

That slender palm seemed to be extremely slow, but it was actually as fast as electricity, causing Ling Tianyun's eyes to shrink slightly. With a "boom", the true qi in his body suddenly burned, and strands of true qi rolled out from the dantian, circulating around his body for several Great Zhou Tian, and then transformed into the mysterious and powerful power in the meridians of the flesh body.

Ling Tianyun's feet retreated slightly, his body tilted, and a stream of true yuan like electricity instantly transmitted from his body to his fist. Avoiding the other party's slender and lightning-fast palm, Ling Tianyun leaned over and twisted, moving sideways under his feet. His body bounced up like a slight bow, and it slammed into the middle-aged scribe's fists like a cannonball.

The middle-aged scribe had everything in his hands, his body was wrong, and the two were already far apart, he didn't expect the other party to avoid his palms, but he immediately fought back. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, the middle-aged scribe did not avoid or hide, his body did not even move, the five fingers of his palms were facing the sky, and he greeted Ling Tianyun's fierce fists.

There were two dull sounds, and the two figures suddenly froze, but the atmosphere around them was even more violent. The furious splash of air blew away the snow in all directions, and the snowflakes came again, just as the sky once again sprinkled with the flying snow. I saw snow flying everywhere, and even the branches around me were shaken off large chunks of ice and snow, smashing down on everyone's heads.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao An immediately hugged his head and ran away from the big tree, and the remaining three men and Dugu Aoxue, who was dressed in cloth, moved extremely fast. The snow didn't touch them a single drop, only the servant Zhao An's body was hit by the ice and snow falling from the tree, but he was not annoyed at all, nor was he annoyed. In his heart, he couldn't help but cheer for Ling Tianyun, hoping that this young man who was younger than himself would be able to beat these four people down together.

Ideas are often beautiful, but the reality is cruel, Ling Tianyun's fists hit the palms facing him, and he immediately felt his fists hit the two iron plates. The true yuan in the opponent's body was fully infused into those palms, but his two fists did not take any advantage. After a pause, the aura in Ling Tianyun's body stagnated, but it quickly returned to normal.

The four astonishing auras collided together, turning into several incomparably powerful cyclones, sweeping up the snow around them, flying and dancing all over the sky. The two opposing figures were silent, and their faces were filled with jealousy at the same time, and each of them secretly admired the depth and cultivation of each other's internal strength. Ling Tianyun didn't do any harm due to the Mahayana True Qi Protecting His Body, but the other party's deep True Qi made his fists numb for a while, and after a few breaths, he recovered.

The middle-aged scribe was amazed by Ling Tianyun's profound internal strength, and even more amazed at his pure and yang-like true element, which was the most pure masculine true qi he had ever encountered. He was hit by the other party's fists on his palms, and the burning sensation immediately spread throughout his palms, and there was a burning pain from the palms of both hands, although it was slight, but it still made him amazed, if it wasn't for the other party's internal strength was not as deep as his, then he must be injured at this time.

Both of them were unharmed, and it seemed that the two were evenly divided, but Ling Tianyun still understood in his heart that if it wasn't for the transformation of his True Qi into that mysterious power, and the fact that he was protected by Mahayana True Qi, it would definitely be himself who was injured. Therefore, the two of them had their own strengths, but in terms of true qi cultivation, Ling Tianyun was still a step behind in this confrontation. He relied on the supreme martial arts of Buddhism, so he was lucky not to be defeated.

"Do you dare to make another move, but after this move, you and I will leave it at that, how about it?" The middle-aged scribe began to pay attention to Ling Tianyun, regardless of whether the other party was greedy for beauty and had different intentions at the moment, but the strength of the other party was something that he could not underestimate. He only hopes to use this last trick to finish off the other party's evil thoughts, so that the other party can accept it when he sees it. When they first arrived in this imperial capital, they were not familiar with the various forces here, so this method was the best choice.

"Just what I want." Ling Tianyun knew that it was difficult to leave the other five people behind at this time, and this middle-aged scribe was not something he could compete with, and the best way was to accept it when he saw it. I didn't expect the other party to make such a request, which happened to him, but unfortunately he didn't bring out the 'Xingze', otherwise the treasure knife in his hand would definitely add a bit of power to him, and with the sword in his hand, the middle-aged scribe would not defeat him so easily.

"It's so refreshing." The middle-aged scribe's eyes flashed with a hint of approval, he didn't expect that although the other party was greedy for women, there was no lack of pride, if the other party didn't have bad intentions, maybe they would become friends. It's just that heaven makes people, they first arrived in the imperial capital, but they have never encountered such a thing, but it makes him sigh in his heart.

There is no soaring momentum, only two pairs of solemn eyes opposite each other, between the masters, only one breath, and the winner can be determined between that breath. A young man in Xuanyi with an angry and flamboyant atmosphere, while the other was a middle-aged scribe who exuded an elegant aura like a calm and relaxed atmosphere, they looked at each other silently. The middle-aged scribe stood with his hands in his hands, while the young man in the dark robe bent slightly, like a leopard staring at its prey.

"Boom", the snowflakes rose, and the diffuse snowflakes covered the two figures, and the eyes of everyone were only the snowflakes that swirled and swirled, one by one. The snowflakes flying in the sky, the hissing breath breaking through the air and the harsh sound, everyone's eyes were only white, and their ears were only the shrill sound of hissing air scratching.

Zhao An's eyes stared at the place where the snowflakes danced wildly without blinking, and the two intertwined figures changed so fast that he couldn't see clearly who was Ling Tianyun and who was the middle-aged scribe. But he was still secretly cheering for Ling Tianyun in his heart, the young man who was younger than him could stand up and protect him, although he was an inferior person, he still fought with others for him. Although no one bullied him in the Zhao family, this feeling of being protected was something he had never experienced in the Zhao Mansion, and his heart couldn't help but flow through a warm current, Zhao An only hoped that Ling Tianyun would defeat the middle-aged scribe and establish a strong reputation for the Zhao family.