is really worthy of being a thousand-year-old genius, so young, he is already the king of the north.

Such great men stood before him.

The Bianjing Group received an order and led the troops to rush to this black market.

Ning Bei stood with his hands in his hands, and asked again: "Where is my fourth uncle?" ”

"Fourth Master Ning came to Fang City this morning, entered the innermost building, and never came out again."

The cripple lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Ning Bei's eyes.

He knew in his heart that if he didn't say anything, today would be his death!

You must know that this young man in white is the king of Ningbei!

The myth of the North, just ask the world, who can afford to provoke it.

Ning Bei's eyes inadvertently glanced at a lonely building in the deepest part of this abandoned community, dodged and pulled out the Beiwang knife, and in the blink of an eye, it had appeared fifty meters away.

Fifty meters per second of movement?

This really scares everyone!

This strength, I'm afraid it's not as simple as the God of War level.

This young man in white is actually a supreme figure who surpasses the god of war level?

Who is he?

The middle-aged stall owner was horrified, and found that the person who came today seemed to be the most terrifying not Yuan Tianfeng, but this young man in white.

Yuan Tianfeng said earlier that this knife is really the military master sword in the north.

The Northern King Sword can only be used by the Zhenbei King.

In other words, this boy is him!

This big man actually came to Bianjing.

The middle-aged stall owner trembled, realizing that this black market had provoked a shocking person.

Ningbei has already ordered the Bianjing Group to raze this place, which is definitely not empty talk.

A generation of northern kings, who do what they say.

In the abandoned small building, it is a forbidden area of the black market.

The boss of the black market lives in it all the year round, and ordinary people don't dare to go in and disturb it, and there are two high-ranking martial artists guarding the door downstairs.

In the lobby of the abandoned building, it has been briefly renovated and divided into several rooms.

There was a young man sitting in the living room, Jiao Erlang was sitting on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, shook the red wine glass in his left hand, and glanced at the swarthy man sitting opposite, a little cramped and uneasy.

The young man lazily said, "Mr. Wu, do you know who this black market is?" ”

"Of course I know, it's Boss Nine!" The swarthy man Wu Dandan bowed his head and said flatteringly.

As a result, the young man sneered: "Then do you know who Boss Nine is?" ”

"How can I not know this, Boss Nine is Dai Shao's father!" A swarthy man poured wine beside him.

He is the one who sells the spirit stones, and he releases the news through the black market.

That's why Ning Cangyan came here and bought spirit stones from him.

But it seems that something happened.

"But some people don't know, and they dare to bid with me for spirit stones, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead!"

The young man Dai Kang sneered, his eyes glanced at a room inside, and the muffled snort of a man kept coming out, as if he was suffering great pain.

Dai Kang continued: "This Ning Laosi has very hard bones, but he is a waste!" ”

"When Fourth Master Ning was young, he was also a famous genius in our Bianjing."

Wu Dandan couldn't help but sigh when he mentioned the past.

Among their generation, Ning Cangyan in his youth was born in a wealthy family of the Ning family, and was a contemporaneous of Wenwu Gaia and Bianjing.

It's a pity that after experiencing the internal strife of the Ning family, he has been abolished for more than ten years, and he is no longer in the style of the past.

Dai Kang couldn't help laughing: "Just him? It's a special genius, I see that the waste materials are almost the same, just like this bear, and I bid for spirit stones, if I don't scrap him today, he doesn't know that in Bianjing, there are people he can't afford to provoke! ”

Wu Dandan wiped the cold sweat on his cheeks, knowing that the big and young people in front of him were all relying on his father's prestige.

South Lao Du, North Lao Jiu.

The ninth master in the northern city of Bianjing reached the warrior level two years ago, and in this small Bianjing City, he naturally belongs to the top martial artists.