Yang Ning and Fengxing are also very helpless, it must be extremely dangerous to go to the black boxing market, and it is too dangerous to go with Xiao Jiu, Yang Ning can only break his promise to Xiao Jiu again.

However, Yang Ning still discussed with Fengxing, and after coming back this time, he will definitely have a good time with Xiao Jiu.

But for this trip, I can only apologize.

The black boxing market, as the name suggests, does not belong to the official power, and it is even unsightly, so it is called the black boxing market.

Of course, such an existence is not official, but it is also in collusion with the official, because as far as Lieyuan City is concerned, the official can get more Celestial Crystals for Lieyuan City through the Black Fist Market.

This is a world where the law of the jungle eats the strong, not to mention that Lieyuan City is still a border town, in addition to those special places, there is only such a market, which is the most provoking gathering.

A hundred miles behind the city, which belongs to the category of Lieyuan City, there is a mountain, and the mountain is bare, and no plants can be seen.

And at the foot of the mountain, there is a hidden formation, if it is not for the wind to lead the way, Yang Ning is sure that he will definitely not find such a so-called black fist market.

The formation and the mountain are integrated, only concealed use, without other restrictions, very free.

After the two of them passed through the formation, in front of the two of them, a long passage appeared, and the light in the passage was also very dim.

"This is the Black Fist Market?" Yang Ning asked.

"The entire mountain has been hollowed out by the Black Fist Market, so the entire mountain has no grass, not to mention that it is full of killing, how can such a strong killing aura allow the mountain to grow plants."

After Yang Ning and Fengxing shuttled for a long time, they finally heard the sound of fighting and cheering faintly in front of them.

But as far as the two of them could see, there was also a very exaggerated scene.

It seems to be Pixiu, but it is not, in short, a very vicious-looking sculpture stands in front of it.

"It's ......"

Feng Xing was stunned for a moment and said, "I don't know, but I've heard before that this beast seems to be called the beast of Shura, but I don't know what it is." ”

And the passage into the Black Fist Market, that is, the source of the sound at this moment, is pierced through the mouth of the so-called Shura beast in front of him.

The light was already dim, and with such a ferocious Shura beast, even Yang Ning, as a sword cultivator, was full of killing, and he couldn't help but feel frightened at this moment.

However, Feng Xing looked indifferent, and with Yang Ning, he quickly passed through the bloody mouth of the Shura Beast, and then really entered the black fist market.

"Five!"

"Four!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

With the sound of countdown, one person in the ring never got up again.

"Sixty-three wins!"

At the same time, from around the ring, there were voices cheering for him.

But there is one characteristic, that is, except for the host in the ring, everyone else, everyone else is wearing a mask.

Just as Yang Ning was about to ask, Feng Xing said, "Don't worry. ”

"The black fist market here will protect personal privacy very well, so every cultivator who enters here will get a mask, which will cover all of his unique aura."

"In the same way, after signing up, you will get a number plate, and this number plate is your label, so we have to go to the registration place first." Fengxing explained.

"Where is the place to sign up?" Feeling the killing aura in the ring, Yang Ning felt that his blood began to jump.

"Follow me." Feng Xing actually wanted to see how sharp Yang Ning's sword was.

The two of them walked through the bustling hustle and bustle of the area to a relatively secluded area, where there was not much noise, but it could be seen from the eyes of the people in line that everyone was full of fighting spirit.

On the side of the queue, there are people who maintain order.

"Here, don't mess with the staff." Windwalk.

"What happens if you provoke it?"

"Two results. One, killed, two, endlessly hunted down by the people behind this place. ”

Yang Ning looked at the staff on both sides and found that the cultivation of these people was not very profound, and even the cultivation of some people was very low, but the people in line were still polite, which showed that the people behind them were terrible.

"Line up." Seeing Yang Ning and the wind walking over, the staff could only say coldly.

"I don't participate." Fengxing hurriedly explained.

"Whoever participates, who queues up."

Yang Ning could only silently follow the back of the team.

Just as Yang Ning was lining up, the person in front of Yang Ning turned his face sideways and glanced at Yang Ning.

"Brother, are you here to die?" Obviously, he has seen through Yang Ning's cultivation.

Yang Ning smiled slightly.

"It seems that you are very ignorant of current affairs." The figure of that person is not much different from Yang Ning, but his momentum is much thicker than Yang Ninghong.

Yang Ning still ignored it, because it was not necessary.

The light was dim, but that didn't affect the sight of the two.

"Boy, I remember you, if you meet in the ring, you will die." put out cruel words, and soon it will be the turn of the person in front of you.

The numbers here are all random and not in order.

Soon, Yang Ning heard the number of the person in front of him.

Ninety-seven.

In the same way, cultivation was also recited.

Through the pinnacle of the realm.

"Brother, no wonder it's so rampant, it turns out that they are already at their peak." Yang Ning suddenly smiled, and the voice could only be heard by the two of them.

"What do you mean?" Ninety-Seven had already put on his mask, and his whole body was covered with breath.

"What do you mean? Chop you. Yang Ning said, jumped over the ninety-seventh, and came directly to the staff.

"Draw!"

Yang Ning's hand seeped into a box, and then took it out.

"Open!"

"Thirty-six!"

"Cultivation!"

"Penetrate the middle of the realm."

Suddenly, on Yang Ning's side, No. 97 burst out laughing.

"A middle-level, you actually forgot to say big things, what did you say to kill me, are you afraid that you have eaten the bear's heart and leopard's gall? Haha......"

"No noise."

A cold voice made Ninety-Seven shut up instantly.

No. 97 gave Yang Ning a middle finger and let him leave, because he had already written down the number plate that belonged to Yang Ning.

"Here you go!" The mask was handed over directly.

Yang Ning took the mask and put it on directly, and in an instant, the momentum belonging to Yang Ning disappeared without a trace, just like the ninety-seven just now.

"A hundred sky hedrons."

Yang Ning directly presented the hundred pieces of Firmament Crystal that had been prepared in advance.

"Okay, I'll arrange for you to participate in the competition."

However, after the staff arranged it, they still handed Fengxing a mask.

The two shuttled through the shouts.

In the middle of the mountain, there is a lot of space, and there are nearly 50 battle rings around, and around each ring, there are even more crowds.

The surrounding light was still dim, but it couldn't hide the passion in the ring.

Wave after hand, but every loser, either dead or seriously injured, this is undoubtedly cruel, but no one is sad about it, but more crazy.

"Congratulations to the Ring No. 40 champion for his thirty-eight consecutive victories."

With the announcement of the host in the ring, all kinds of roaring voices echoed in the crowd.

Just as Yang Ning and Fengxing continued to shuttle, suddenly a voice came from the No. 32 ring next to them.

"Thirty-six, against nineteen."

Yang Ning was stunned, he didn't expect it to be his turn so soon.

However, Yang Ning did not hesitate and walked directly into the ring.

The other party's nineteenth is huge, although his breath is covered by the mask, Yang Ning can still feel that the other party is practicing his body with one hand, which is very terrifying.

"Thirty-six is good, through the middle level of the realm."

"Nineteenth, through the middle level of the realm."

"The two sides take thirty breaths as the time to consider, whether they participate in this ring, whether they are angry or not."

"Don't think about it, I can't wait to tear this sparrow apart."

The arrogant voice echoed in the ring.

"Nineteenth ......"

Under the ring, there was a lot of noise, and it seemed to be infected by the sound of No. 19 so straightforward.

Yang Ning didn't speak, compared to the big man of the nineteenth, Yang Ning's figure was slightly thin.

However, with the voice of the nineteenth, Yang Ning just nodded.

"Well, the battle is just the beginning, and both sides don't care about life or death."

"The market is open."

"The odds are one to one."

With the voice of the host, on the side of the ring, the gambling plate belonging to the No. 32 ring here was officially opened.

"Bet!"

With a shout, the strong people around began to fly towards the gambling board.

"Nineteen."

"Nineteenth."

"Bet on Lao Tzu on the nineteenth to win."

Feng Xing watched this scene silently, his body slow, and approached the gambling board.

"One hundred thousand primary-rank firmament crystals, give me the thirty-sixth."

After Feng Xing finished speaking, a spatial ring landed on the gambling board, and then left a back.

"Aren't some people crazy?"

"It's also an intermediate level, that person is obviously practicing horizontal physical cultivation, and he is actually thirty-six, I'm afraid it's not because of the money and leisure, right?"

"Yes. Give me the nineteenth, 10,000 sky spars. ”

"That's it, I don't think it's about having a lot of money, it's just about sending warmth......"

……

With a noisy sound, Fengxing won't say much, and there's no need to say more, you can't say that the money is not his, it's the guy in the ring, right?

Therefore, Fengxing can only be silent.

As for the victory or defeat, in terms of popularity, it doesn't matter, because in Fengxing's eyes, Yang Ning may just be a passerby, but this passerby can just spend a lot of time.

On the ring, No. 19's feet shook, and in an instant, the entire ring began to tremble.

"Henglian Thirteen Taibao?" Yang Ning tried to ask.

"Yo, do you know?"

Nineteen's voice was hard to hide the mockery.

"Acquaintance." Yang Ning replied seriously.

"Then you can die blindly." The voice of the nineteenth came, with a domineering tone.

"Really?" A sword appeared in Yang Ning's hand.

"Oh, sword cultivator?" No. 19 was a little shocked, but he moved with one punch, and the wind came from the ring.

Like a mountain, like a rushing river......

Draw the sword!

Only one sword.

Fourteen hundred stacks.

There was no encounter.

There was no sound either.

The fist grazed the bridge of Yang Ning's nose, faintly painful.

But only a trace of blood red followed the sword light until it lost momentum and landed on the ring.

"You...... How can it be? ”

But Nineteen could no longer make a sound.

With just a flash of sword light, he killed No. 19.

"Is this a dead eye?"

"It's a blind eye!"

Even if it is under the ring, it is under static pressure at the moment.

And that's the end of it?

Even if it is popular, it has to be shocked at this moment.

Henglian Taibao can be said to be an almost invincible existence in the same realm in physical cultivation, but it is only a sword.

Fengxing is already very sure that the person who killed people in the alleyway that night is definitely Yang Ning.

But then, Fengxing found his bet.

One-to-one.

Even with interest, 200,000 sky spars, in the bag.

"Thirty-six wins."

With the host announcing the victory, the audience was surprised and woke up.

"Dark Horse......"

"This ......"

Under the ring not far away, the mask covered his face, and he couldn't see his true face clearly, but his eyes were sharply staring at ring 32.

"Is that him?" He couldn't be sure, because in order to confirm it, he would have to perform an autopsy on Nineteen, but when he thought of the rules here, he had to give up that thought.

However, the person of number 36 has been remembered by him.