Myth Card Supplier: Nezha the Third Prince.

Chapter 482 Ka Ling [Bull Demon King]! (asking for monthly votes)

The shadow of the purple-ribboned fairy robe was ethereal, but even so, the spear in Duanmu Yang's hand could not move forward an inch.

Hearing Jiang Yuan's ridicule, Duanmu Yang gritted his teeth, and another purple card appeared in his hand.

A purple light shone, and the light fell directly on the tip of the spear.

But it didn't work at all.

Still unable to move forward.

Duanmu Yang was burning with rage, just like a dog bootlicking an ethereal goddess.

He hoped that even though he gave it his all, the goddess remained unmoved and didn't even look at him.

"Do you want to die?"

Murong Qingyao drew the long sword from its sheath and placed it directly across Duanmu Yang's neck. The sound seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

Murong Qingyao drew her sword from its sheath, and a long sword also appeared in Murong Qingwan's hand, ready to attack at any time.

However, Mu Qianshan just crossed his arms.

Not to mention that Duanmu Yang was only in the early stage of the seventh level of Quail Head, even if he was in the early stage of the eighth level of Quail Fire, he would not cause any harm to Jiang Yuan.

So Mu Qianshan was not at all panicked, and even chose to watch the show at his leisure.

Murong Qingwan and Murong Qingyao's strength seemed quite good, and they had both reached the early stage of the seventh level of Quail Head.

It just looks like it has just broken through.

The quality of the cards in my hand are still only purple, and have not been upgraded to red.

"You want to help an outsider?"

Duanmu Yang tilted his head back slightly and asked in a hoarse voice.

This question made Murong Qingyao, Murong Qingwan and Mu Qianshan stunned.

No, who is an outsider?
"We have been childhood sweethearts since we were little, and you treat me like this just for a stranger?"

After Duanmu Yang spoke again, Mu Qianshan finally understood.

The gossipy eyes kept moving between Murong Qingyao and Duanmu Yang.

"You fart!"

Murong Qingyao cursed angrily, and Murong Qingwan also said quietly: "So, you and I are childhood sweethearts?"

"After all, we grew up together."

After Murong Qingwan finished speaking, Duanmu Yang was also stunned for a moment.

Well, theoretically speaking, that's indeed the case.

However, compared to the quiet Murong Qingwan, he prefers the delicate and lively Murong Qingyao.

"Stop, this is not the place for you to fight!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and the mall management also invited the manager.

The manager was also from one of the three major families in Sanjia City, so he knew what happened just by looking at them.

"Duanmu Yang, if you want to marry Qingyao, go back and ask your brother to work hard."

"The young talents of other families are also quite strong."

"So what!"

Duanmu Yang stiffened his neck and said, "My brother has participated in the Ten Thousand Races Martial Arts Conference!"

Duanmu De frowned slightly: "Go back!"

"okay!"

Seeing his uncle frown, Duanmu Yang immediately backed down. After retracting the spear in his hand, he carefully dodged the sword in Murong Qingyao's hand, turned around and ran away.

"Qingyao, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you should change your temper, otherwise when you get married, no one will spoil you."

"Don't worry about Qingyao, uncle. She won't marry into your family anyway."

Murong Qingyao retracted her sword, replied in a neutral tone, took a few steps, and walked away from Jiang Yuan.

She didn't want Jiang Yuan to be noticed by Duanmu De.

However, Duanmu De had already noticed Jiang Yuan.

He also understood that if it weren't for Jiang Yuan, his nephew would not have attacked Murong Qingyao.

However, Murong Qingyao actually sided with this guy. I don’t know which family this guy is from?

It seems that no one has seen him in the three cities?
With a thought, Duanmu De turned his head and looked at Jiang Yuan.

"I haven't asked yet, who is this young master from?"

"I apologize on behalf of my good-for-nothing nephew."

"The Murong family, Murong Yunhai."

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

The other party looked like this, obviously worried that he was the son of a big family.

As expected, as soon as Jiang Yuan's name was mentioned, Duanmu De's face suddenly froze.

"Qingyao, you should control your temper."

Duanmu De didn't want to bother with Jiang Yuan anymore, so he turned his head and looked at Murong Qingyao again.

However, the other party had already noticed Jiang Yuan, so Murong Qingyao stopped pretending.

He directly grabbed Jiang Yuan's arm, held him in his arms, and looked at Duanmu De provocatively.

Duanmu De's mouth twitched: "That's all I have to say. You know how powerful the first place winner of the three-family martial arts competition is."

After saying this, Duanmu De turned away.

"I'm sorry, I ended up dragging you into this."

After Duanmu De left, Murong Qingyao said to Jiang Yuan somewhat embarrassedly.

"It's a small problem. Even without you, the three families' martial arts competition is still unavoidable."

"Do you really want to participate in the Three Families Martial Arts Competition?"

Murong Qingyao looked at Jiang Yuan in surprise, although the smile on Jiang Yuan's face was very charming.

However, there is no restriction on strength in the martial arts competition among the three families.

In other words, if you are unlucky, someone in the early stage of the sixth level of Shi Shen may encounter someone in the early stage of the eighth level of Que Huo.

"By the way, I haven't asked what level of strength you are at yet. You blocked Duanmu Yang's attack so easily."

Murong Qingwan glanced at Murong Qingyao and asked softly.

"Well, I just successfully broke through to the eighth level, the early stage of Quail Fire, two days ago."

Jiang Yuan chuckled, and the two women looked at him with some surprise.

After all, Jiang Yuan has successfully broken through the eighth level of Quail Fire at such a young age.

You know, the few people in the three families who have reached the early stage of Quail Fire strength are basically twenty-five years old.

They are all contestants who are over the age limit this year.

Other members of the same clan who are around 22 years old, if they have better talents, are only in the middle stage of the seventh level of Quail Head.

I don’t know when I will be able to break through to the eighth level, the early stage of Quail Fire.

After all, after the seventh realm, there is a bottleneck at each level, which is no joke.

Murong Qingyao and Murong Qingwan were both quite talented, and they successfully broke through to the early stage of the seventh realm, Quail Head, when they were almost twenty-two years old.

Break through from the early stage of Que Shou to the early stage of Que Huo within three years?
Even the two of them were not sure at all.

After being surprised at Jiang Yuan's strength and talent, Murong Qingyao and Murong Qingwan turned to look at Mu Qianshan.

"how about you?"

The two originally thought that Jiang Yuan and Mu Qianshan were about the same age as themselves, and at most at the same level as themselves.

I didn’t expect Jiang Yuan to be a strong man in the eighth realm.

This person is from a small place, and the resources for cultivation are not equal to theirs.

Jiang Yuan is so powerful, what about Mu Qianshan?

"I'm not as good as him."

Mu Qianshan smiled, and Murong Qingyao and Murong Qingwan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, there is only one pervert.

"I am only at the late stage of the seventh realm, Quail Head."

"Late stage of Quail Head?"

The two people who had just relaxed were surprised for a moment and looked at each other helplessly.

"Now I understand why Mr. Lan accepted you two as students."

"This talent..."

Murong Qingwan shook her head helplessly, knowing that the two of them were just Mr. Lan's registered students.

They weren't really students at all. As far as they knew, Mr. Lan had a few students.

Wusun Zhongliang from the Wusun family, Diwu Jiao from the Diwu family, and Wenren Fangyan from the Wenren family.

These are all talented students.

Not only were those three from a large family, they were also two years younger than them.

But even so, before the Ten Thousand Races Martial Arts Conference began, the three of them were already at the same level as himself.

But now I have successfully broken through, and I don’t know if the other three have made a breakthrough.

Murong Qingyao and Murong Qingwan were silent.

I originally thought that my talent was very good.

As a result, there is always a mountain higher than the other.

If Wusun Zhongliang and Wenren Fangyan are from big families and have more resources.

Jiang Yuan and Mu Qianshan made them truly realize what talent is.

"When did you break through?"

"When I got up this morning."

Facing Jiang Yuan's curious whisper, Mu Qianshan also smiled and spoke.

"can."

Jiang Yuan gave a thumbs up, and Mu Qianshan also chuckled.

But soon they both stopped laughing.

After taking great pains to comfort the two autistic little girls, the two finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ugh."

After coming out of the mall, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

"This is more stressful than running away."

Jiang Yuan shook his head helplessly, while Mu Qianshan was suddenly stunned.

"Did we kill any demons when we were running away?"

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"If, I mean if, that guy from the Duanmu family who participated in the Ten Thousand Races Martial Arts Conference, would he be killed while we were running away?"

Mu Qianshan’s words also made Jiang Yuan stunned for a moment.

Have you ever killed a demon in the early stage of the eighth level of Quail Fire?

It seems there is?

After all, when he was running away, Nezha, Zhao Gongming and others were present, and his fighting power was at its highest.

Regardless of whether he successfully broke through to the eighth level, the early stage of Quail Fire, at that time.

In the early stage of Quail Fire, once you kill your opponent, you may not even be able to remember them.

"Forget it, let's see then."

Jiang Yuan waved his hand: "No matter if I kill that guy or not, I will definitely take first place in this three-family martial arts competition!"

"If I get it, will it be the same?"

After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, Mu Qianshan suddenly chuckled and spoke.

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"That's what I mean."

Mu Qianshan smiled evilly and spread his hands: "Since Zhao Gongming and the others are not here, I also want to test your fighting ability."

"Okay."

Jiang Yuan was also amused: "Even though they all say that I don't have a good fighting talent, at least I am one level higher than you."

"Hey, if I accidentally beat you up, don't hold a grudge."

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who holds grudges!"

Jiang Yuan smiled and waved his hand.

As for whether Nezha and Zhao Gongming hold a grudge, he doesn't know.

Anyway, if he really couldn't beat Mu Qianshan, Nezha and Zhao Gongming would definitely know it.

Hey~

Jiang Yuan smiled, and after having dinner with Murong Qingyao and Murong Qingwan, he found a teahouse, drank some tea, and then came to the auction house.

"If you need anything, just tell me. If you don't have enough money, I can help you out first."

Murong Qingyao pulled Jiang Yuan's arm, and a cunning look appeared in her eyes.

"Of course, if you can't pay the money back, then you can pay it with your body."

"Hey hey hey~"

"No, I can definitely pay it back!"

Jiang Yuan said seriously: "I don't like owing others money!"

If you can't pay it back, you can only sell some cards.

If that doesn't work, then proceed as planned and plunder the treasure houses of the three families.

At least I can pay it back!
Murong Qingyao had a resentful look in her eyes, and Murong Qingwan beside her almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Both she and Murong Qingyao could see that Jiang Yuan was serious.

I'm not kidding with either of them.

"Aunt~"

After entering the auction hall, there were no private rooms and everyone was in a hall.

But it is also true that Sanjia City is like an iron barrel because of the construction of three families.

Basically everyone knows everyone, so there is no need for a private room.

Of course, although there is no need to go there, they still exist, but they just can't use them.

"Hey, you two are here too?"

The aunt that Murong Qingyao mentioned was naturally Murong Qingsi.

Murong Qingsi glanced at Jiang Yuan and Mu Qianshan without any embarrassment. She smiled at them and continued to look at the stage.

Murong Qingyao and Murong Qingwan brought Jiang Yuan and Mu Qianshan and sat obediently next to Murong Qingsi.

"Are they the two from Luoye City?"

After a few people sat down, the host on the stage was still warming up and the auction had not officially started yet.

A middle-aged man next to Murong Qingsi was also curious about the identities of the two.

Others around also pricked up their ears.

"Yes, after Luoye City was massacred, the two of them luckily survived."

Murong Qingsi nodded: "If nothing unexpected happens, these two should be the last bloodline of the Murong and Shangguan families in Luoye City."

"Then our Duanmu family is gone?"

After hearing this, another middle-aged man asked curiously.

"I don't know about that. I just know that they came together."

After Murong Qingsi finished speaking, she looked at the people around her who seemed to be thinking about something, and made a special comment.

"They are both Mr. Lan's students."

"Mr. Lan's student."

Everyone nodded slightly, then stopped talking and waited quietly for the auction to begin.

Mu Qianshan, led by Murong Qingwan, went to deliver the auction items.

Jiang Yuan and Murong Qingyao were looking at the items for auction.

Of course, it’s just an ordinary item.

Some special lots and lots added midway will not be displayed here.

"Sure enough, God made me choose the Bull Demon King."

Looking at the items on the virtual screen in front of him, Jiang Yuan felt a little emotional.

Originally, I planned to choose one between Zhu Bajie and Bull Demon King as the team's meat shield.

Apart from anything else, the skills of several card spirits in his team all require delaying time.

In this case, a meat shield is very necessary.

This morning I saw the [Astronomical Iron] which can be used as the Bull Demon King's weapon.

Today I saw...

(End of this chapter)