The Black Martial Arts Boxing Arena is the most prestigious underground boxing arena in Anyang City, where countless outlaws and frustrated martial arts powerhouses are gathered, but those who fight here have only one purpose, and that is for money.

Many casual cultivators with good talents, but no family background, will secretly participate in various martial arts competitions in order to make money and buy the cultivation resources they need, and the black martial arts boxing arena is the most profitable and cruel boxing arena.

There is no victory or defeat in the competition here, only life and death, everyone who survives is a real martial arts powerhouse, and some wealthy and powerful people in Anyang City are also keen on this kind of bloody competition, and they often invest huge sums of money to gamble on a person's life or death.

The young man said: "Two years ago, the hornet left the boxing world, and later I heard that he was recruited by Han Zhongtian, but I didn't expect to appear here. ”

The old man's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he said with some surprise: "Han Zhongtian's people, does he have any dealings with King Zhou?"

The young man shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it. ”

The old man suddenly smiled: "It's a little interesting, in just a few months, I first offended the Zhou family, and now I have offended the deputy commander of Anyang City, this Ye Haotian has no other skills, and his ability to cause trouble is not small." ”

"Then should I make a move? Hornets are not so easy to deal with, and if there is a mistake, it is not easy to explain it to Ye Wuyin. The young man worried.

"Don't worry, I promised to keep him from dying without a shadow at night, but I didn't say that he would be unharmed, the black martial arts boxer is not easy to touch against the galaxy hunter. ”

The young man smiled helplessly, didn't say anything more, and continued to look towards the battlefield in the alley.

......

Ye Haotian's spiritual yuan in his body continued to improve, and every time the dagger in his hand was swung, it would bring up more than a dozen afterimages, and the young man's shooting speed was not slower than his, after a fierce collision, a three-meter-long scratch suddenly appeared on the ground, and the two figures suddenly separated, and each of them had an extra one-foot-long crack on their clothes.

"Yes, look at this knife again. ”

The young man laughed fiercely, a fierce murderous aura burst out from his body, and the short knife in his hand went straight forward, stabbing Ye Haotian's heart. The shadow of the knife passed by, dragging up a silver-gray tail of light.

Ye Haotian's eyes became solemn, he felt a strong murderous aura from the young man, the speed of this knife was not fast, but the spiritual aura contained in it reached an unprecedented peak, and it actually locked all the qi in front and behind him. He has countless options to hide.

The spirit element in his body rose rapidly, and a half-foot-long cold light spit out from the bloody tooth dagger, without dodging or blocking the short knife stabbed by the young man, Ye Haotian swung the knife and stabbed the opponent's chest in the same posture.

It's a desperate way of fighting for injuries.

A smug sneer suddenly flashed in the young man's eyes, and just when the short knife was less than a meter away from Ye Haotian, the two-foot-long blade suddenly broke away from the handle and shot out.

"Die!"

With a sharp shout, the young man seemed to have seen the picture of Ye Haotian being hit hard by a knife, but as soon as the word 'go' came out, the young man felt a chill in his heart that he had never felt before.

He saw that there were suddenly three more silver swords around the dagger that Ye Haotian had stabbed, and each of them carried a suffocating scorching aura.

As soon as the three small swords appeared, they flew out in different directions.

The first stab was on the blade he shot out, causing the blade that flew straight out to suddenly change direction and fly towards the wall on the side at the moment when it almost stabbed Ye Haotian.

The second small sword went straight forward, pierced his shoulder, pierced his shoulder blade and flew backwards with a blood line, and behind him, the silver sword only flew five or six meters away before disappearing out of thin air, and the blood beads attached to it fell weakly to the ground.

The third sword flew in a strange direction, for instead of stabbing the young man in the throat to kill him, it stabbed into the ground at his feet faster than the other two.

A pierced shoulder blade can affect the entire arm, or even half of the body, in pain, and anyone with such a blow will have some instinctive reaction.

However, the young man did not.

He didn't even frown, as if Ye Haotian was not piercing his body at all.

However, when he saw the third small sword stabbing into the ground between the two, his face changed.

A crystal shattering sound suddenly came from the ground, and the sound was very small, like a thin layer of ice being shattered by a stone.

In the seemingly void air between the two of them, dozens of broken chips suddenly appeared as the silver sword passed through.

Those chips were originally a transparent colorless sword in the previous moment, but they were shattered by Ye Haotian's sword.

The young man didn't understand how Ye Haotian discovered his real killer move.

Before coming to the Divine Arsenal, his master had instructed him to only hurt people and not take his life, but after the fierce fight just now, he had already moved to kill.

Every person who comes out of the black martial arts world alive is a ruthless character who doesn't want to die.

Their endurance for pain has long been exercised beyond the limits of the human body in the constant bloodshed.

The pain of a piercing shoulder blade was no different from a cut in his finger, and with this cruelty and cruelty to himself, he more than once shocked his opponent and killed him with a single blow.

However, the short knife in his hand was knocked away by Ye Haotian, and even the lore sword under his feet that he was most proud of was shattered, but this was the first time for a young man.

That colorless little sword is not a real sword, but it is stronger and sharper than a real sword weapon, it is a secret technique practiced by a young man, the sword is condensed by the spirit element, the sword is silent, even the divine consciousness of the cultivators of the Six Realms is difficult to gap, especially at this extremely short distance, unless you know that you have this move, otherwise, no one can dodge!

Ye Haotian did not stop attacking after winning a move, the bloody tooth dagger in his hand still stabbed forward, no matter who the young man was, he didn't plan to let the other party live today.

The young man's reaction was extremely fast, and although his shoulder was injured and his secret sword was broken, he still flew backwards at the moment when the dagger stabbed him in the chest.

This is a body martial art that has saved the life of a young man countless times, and he has absolute confidence to dodge before Ye Haotian stabs him.

However, to the young man's shock, at the same time as he jumped up, three more silver swords appeared around Ye Haotian's dagger, and the blades of each small sword locked the fatal point of his body!

People are in the air, there is nowhere to borrow strength, the body can't dodge at all, a kind of long-lost, only in the face of the threat of death can only produce a chill in the young man's heart again, he roared, the spirit yuan in the body surged, and a layer of almost substantial light armor appeared on the surface of the body!