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The third thousand four hundred and eighty-fifth chapters are not small

"Senior, the relationship between alliances is not necessarily an opposition. In most cases, it is neutral, and a few are friendly." Zuo Yang replied, "The relationship between the Baizong Alliance and the Chiyang Alliance... is considered friendly. A large part of the reason is that Xu Feng and Nian Jinglun have a good personal relationship."

"According to your previous statement, the strength of the Chiyang Alliance should be stronger than the Hundred Sects Alliance, right?" Fang Yu asked.

"Yes, it's much stronger." Zuo Yang replied.

Fang Yu nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Not long after, they arrived at Nian's house.

The Nian family is also located in the southern end of Wuzhou, and its location is in a relatively remote area.

But after approaching home in recent years, I entered an area where many monks were active.

"This place is Yancheng District, with fewer sects and more of them aristocratic families." Zuo Yang introduced.

Standing in front of the gate of the Nian family, he raised his left to express his purpose to the guard in front of the gate.

"Brother, I should take action again!" Han Miaoyi said in a low voice.

"Not necessarily, I didn't do it just now." Fang Yu said.

"Hmph, not everyone is so timid! The family is so big this year, they will definitely not surrender easily!" Han Miaoyi said firmly.

Fang Yu smiled and said nothing.

Since the Nian family has a good relationship with Xu Feng, it will naturally be difficult for him to communicate with the Nian family if he killed Xu Feng.

However, in the wilderness, Fang Yu still wanted to be low-key.

If you can, don’t do it.

He kept it in mind if the crazy old man stayed on the paper ball.

After talking to the gatekeeper Zuo Yang, Han Miaoyi narrowed her eyes and said, "Here, come... they must do it."

But unexpectedly, after a few seconds, Zuo Yang walked back alone.

As for the group of guards, there was no sign of attacking, and they were still holding a stern face in front of the gate.

"Senior, I just asked the guards of the Nian family. They said that the Nian Yuanlun is not at home at present and went to Yancheng District to attend the auction early this morning." Zuo Yang said.

"Where will the auction be held?" Fang Yu asked.

"The most authoritative auction house in Yancheng District is called Ling's Auction House. Although the guards did not disclose their specific whereabouts, if the Nian Yuanlun really went to the auction, it was likely that it would be in Ling's Auction House." Zuo Yang said.

"Then let's go straight." Fang Yu said.

"Well, senior, please continue to follow me and force me." Zuo Yang said.

...

Leaving Nian's home, he entered the central area of ​​Yancheng District.

The monks come and go here, wearing different clothes, and many of them have special signs, indicating where they come from.

The roads are very wide and there are not many buildings, but each one is very huge.

Most of these buildings are the homes of some large families, and a small number of them are places such as commercial banks and auction houses.

"By the way, this Ling auction house should be opened by a family named Ling?" Fang Yu asked while walking on the road.

"Yes, senior, the Ling family auction house is open throughout the southern desert." Zuo Yang said, "As for the Ling family, it has extremely terrifying power and background. It is an ancient family in Dayuanzhou, with a great reputation and a very high status."

"Oh." Fang Yu nodded.

Judging from the previous map, the Great Yuanzhou is located in the central area of ​​the Southern Wilderness, which is quite far away from this Wuzhou.

At present, he doesn't need to know so much.

As we move forward, we get closer and closer to the location of Ling's Auction House, the surrounding environment gradually changes.

On both sides of the road ahead, a guard wearing silver armor suddenly began to appear on both sides of the road.

From this section of the road, the number of monks around him was significantly reduced.

The atmosphere also changed from the original lively to the heavy.

"What's the situation?" Fang Yu looked at the road ahead.

The road is still long, but all the way forward, there are guards on both sides.

"This..." Zuo Yang's face also changed.

He has been to Yancheng District many times, and naturally he has also been to the Ling Auction House here.

But he had never seen such a formation!

"Stop! Show the invitation!"

Before walking to this section of the road, the guards standing on the front immediately lowered the long halberd in their hands, forming an intersection, blocking the road ahead.

This action changed Zuo Yang's face.

These guards in front of you are not simple at first glance!

Although there is no obvious sign on the armor, the solemn aura released from their bodies is extremely powerful.

At first glance, this is the warrior who has truly experienced the battlefield!

In Wuzhou and even in the entire Southern Wilderness, most forces will only cultivate monks, but will not cultivate such warriors!

The power that can cultivate such a team of warriors... is absolutely extraordinary!

"Is it the four major forces in Wuzhou..." Zuo Yang's eyes were shocked.

"The building in front is Ling's auction house?" Fang Yu asked, looking at a large three-story building at the end of the distance.

"…Yes.” Zuo Yang replied.

"So the blockade here should be related to the auction held by Ling's Auction House today? It shouldn't be like this in normal times, right?" Fang Yu asked again.

"Of course this is not the case. The auction never requires an invitation letter. You can go as soon as you want. Today... the situation is very special." Zuo Yang replied.

"Hey, brother, I want to ask, why are you standing guard here today?" Fang Yu asked.

"If there is no invitation, leave immediately!"

The guard replied in a cold voice with expressionless face.

"I'm here to attend the auction. I have trillions of assets. Although I don't have an invitation letter, I must be a distinguished guest. It's better to be..." Fang Yu said with a smile.

"Leave immediately, otherwise you will be killed without any hesitation!"

The two guards spoke again with cold voices.

As soon as this was said, the two guards before them turned their heads together and stared at Fang Yu.

This time, the murderous aura that erupted was extremely terrifying!

"Oh, you dare to yell at my brother? I..." Han Miaoyi rolled up her sleeves and was about to rush forward.

However, her shoulders were pressed down and she could no longer take a step forward.

"Don't just get drilled when you see the seam." Fang Yu said, "You can't take action, I will take action if you want to take action."

"Brother, they yelled at you!" Han Miaoyi said aggrievedly, "I just want to avenge you!"

"I don't need you to take revenge." Fang Yu shook his head.

Zuo Yang was shocked and his face turned pale. He sent a message: "Senior, these guards are quite famous, so let's retreat for the time being to avoid the trouble getting bigger and bigger."

He knew that these guards were definitely nothing to Fang Yu.

But what is terrible is not these guards, but the forces behind these guards!

In his opinion, only the existence of the four major forces or more of Wuzhou will cultivate such warriors.

Therefore, it is definitely not a good choice to do it now.

"Okay, then let's retreat first." Fang Yu agreed.

But on the surface, looking at the group of guards, Fang Yu shook his head, pointed at the two guards blocking the road in front of him with anger, and said, "You will regret it sooner or later if you reject a rich guest like me!"

After saying that, he looked angry and turned around and left.


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