Pirates: Get the Ice Demon Slayer Magic at the beginning

The head of the Murong family looked at the forces that gathered around him with a sharp gaze. He spoke in a steady voice with unquestionable majesty: "Everyone, today it is my Murong family that has won this treasure openly. If you insist on buying it, don't blame my Murong family for being ruthless!"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere around them instantly froze, and the tense air was like a fully drawn bowstring. The middle-aged man in the lead showed a sneer on his face, and did not give in: "Murong family, you will pay the price today! Whoever dares to block our goal will become an enemy of the entire Tianxing City!"

Everyone in the Murong family looked at each other, and the head of the family sneered in his heart. Although their family was unwilling to fight easily, the group of people in front of them obviously underestimated the foundation and strength of the Murong family. "You may not have the courage!" He said provocatively, his tone full of toughness.

As his voice fell, the flames in the hearts of the surrounding forces were ignited, and anger and disdain were intertwined. Every strong man was eager to try and defeat the Murong family in one fell swoop. The momentum of both sides reached its peak at this moment, and the tense confrontation made people hold their breath.

"Go!" The middle-aged man gave the order, as if it was the fuse that ignited the battle. Immediately, the surrounding strong men rushed to the Murong family like a tide, their weapons flashed with cold light, and the harsh sound of metal friction broke out.

No one in the Murong family chose to retreat. The head of the family shouted in a low voice: "Prepare to meet the enemy!" As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the middle-aged man in the lead, and swung the long sword in his hand. The sword light was like a rainbow, and it went straight to the opponent's heart.

At the same time, battles broke out all around. The strong men from all sides launched attacks one after another, their spiritual powers burst out, forming brilliant light, and the entire street instantly became a battlefield. Various martial arts and spells intertwined, and the air was filled with a sense of oppression and the smell of gunpowder from battle.

Ye Fan and his beautiful master, who were watching the battle from the side, stared at all this, their hearts filled with shock. Every collision and every dodge in the battle was a contest of strength and skill. He could feel the powerful aura contained in those strong men, and silently memorized every move and every style of theirs.

"Master, this battle is so exciting!" Ye Fan couldn't help but say, his eyes flashing with excitement and desire.

"Yes, the fight between strong men is not only a contest of strength, but also a contest of wisdom. You have to observe carefully and not miss any details." The beautiful master responded, her eyes full of seriousness.

The battle between the Murong family and the enemy became more and more intense. The impact of fire and spiritual power continued to interweave. From time to time, strong men were blown away, blood splashed, and shouts and roars came one after another. Although the head of the Murong family had entered the ranks of strong men, it was quite difficult to face the siege of so many enemies. He swung his sword and repelled an enemy, but was immediately attacked from the side by another strong man, which was very dangerous.

In the center of the melee, the spiritual energy around him surged like a tide, and the violent storm-like attack made Ye Fan feel his heartbeat speed up, as if he was also involved in this battle. He secretly vowed to become stronger in order to survive in such a world.

During the battle, the Murong family always maintained a posture of resistance. Although they were outnumbered, their fighting spirit was unyielding. The family head's swordsmanship was extremely sharp, and his figure was as fast as the wind, like a swimming dragon, sometimes like thunder, sometimes like a gust of wind, catching the enemy off guard.

Just as the battle between the two sides became more intense, a corner of the street was suddenly torn apart by a powerful spiritual energy, as if a storm had struck, instantly shattering the nearby buildings. Everyone focused their attention and was surprised to find that a powerful wizard had landed from the sky. His appearance instantly stopped the battle between the two sides, and the atmosphere became even more tense.

"Stop!" He shouted coldly, his voice like thunder, making the entire battlefield stop. At this time, Ye Fan and his beautiful master also realized that the development of things was far more than this, and the current situation had exceeded their expectations.

An old man slowly walked into the battlefield. Despite his age, he walked steadily and with extraordinary momentum. He was wearing a green robe with golden ancient runes embroidered on the lapels, which made him look particularly majestic. His long white beard fell like a waterfall, as white as snow, and his face was covered with wrinkles, but he exuded a wise look. His deep eyes were like stars, shining with the light of wisdom, which made people dare not look directly at him.

When the people of the Murong family saw the old man, they immediately showed joy on their faces and smiled at each other, as if hope had been rekindled. The head of the family excitedly bowed to the old man: "Ancestor, you are finally here!"

"I heard about your plight at the auction and came here specially." The old man's voice was low and firm, as if he had a deterrent power. He looked at the battle that was about to break out around him, frowned slightly, "It is not advisable to stay here for long, everyone retreat immediately!"

Before he finished speaking, the old man's momentum suddenly surged, and his powerful spiritual power swept over like a surging wave, covering the entire battlefield. Facing his majesty, the strong men of the enemy forces suddenly felt oppressed, and a trace of fear surged in their hearts, and they retreated one after another.

"Today, I will uphold justice for my Murong family!" The old man's eyes were as sharp as torches as he scanned the surroundings. His voice was as loud as thunder, striking everyone's heart.

Seeing this, the people of the Murong family gathered around the old man, their confidence increased, as if they could easily deal with him no matter how strong the enemy was. The old man smiled slightly, his eyes firm, ready to meet the upcoming challenge.

The reactions of other forces instantly became frustrated, and their aggressive attitude just now was immediately suppressed. Those strong men who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to attack the Murong family looked at each other, their hearts filled with uneasiness. Several confident young people swallowed secretly, their faces turned pale, their eyes flickered, as if they were weighing whether they should continue to take risks.

"This old man's strength may have reached the Grandmaster level!" Someone muttered in a low voice, secretly horrified in his heart, and the courage just now completely dissipated at this moment. Another strong man also began to retreat, with a slightly pale mouth: "I'm afraid we are not his opponent, let's go!"

Several elders who were planning to take action restrained their breath and discussed in low voices. Their original prestige was gone, and their eyes were full of helplessness and loss. Now that the Murong family has such a strong man in charge, they dare not act rashly anymore.

Ye Fan watched from the side, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The pressure from the strong man was really frightening. It was indeed a symbol of strength. Although he was still young, this sense of intimidation made him understand more clearly the importance of strength. He turned his head to look at the beautiful master and found that she also nodded slightly, as if agreeing with the old man's decisiveness and majesty.

The atmosphere in the auction house suddenly changed, and everyone's fighting spirit was like being hit hard, and instantly wilted. All eyes were focused on the old man, and tension and oppression intertwined, making the entire auction venue seem even quieter, as if even the air had become heavy.

The ancestor of the Murong family walked forward slowly, with a slender figure, a cold face, and eyes as sharp as an eagle. As soon as he made a move, his aura instantly suppressed everyone around him. The ancestor raised his hand slightly, and the air around him seemed to solidify under his pressure, making people suffocate.

"Hmph, you really don't know how to live or die." The old ancestor snorted coldly, his voice was as cold as the wind. A powerful spiritual power emerged from his hands, instantly suppressing the few people who wanted to argue, making their faces pale and unable to speak.

"My Murong family has always acted in an open and aboveboard manner. Anyone who dares to take advantage of my family will pay the price." His words were like thunder, shocking everyone present.

After hearing these words, those once arrogant masters no longer dared to say a word of disapproval, and all bowed their heads with respectful expressions. After all, the Murong family was a top force, and their ancestor was not someone who could be easily provoked.

"This matter ends here." The old ancestor's voice was still cold, but it revealed a hint of invisible majesty, and the atmosphere around him immediately eased. The strong men looked at each other, feeling helpless, and could only retreat silently, fearing that they would anger the old man again.

Ye Fan watched all this silently, feeling a lot in his heart. The world of the strong is indeed a world where laws and strength coexist, and any small provocation may cause huge waves. He took a deep breath and realized that he still needed to work hard to gain a foothold in such a world.