The sword vanished, leaving only a green shirt and a faceless mask slowly moving around the ring.

Feng Xing was slightly shocked in his heart, but the sword cultivation was in the same realm, representing invincibility, in fact, if he thought about it carefully, he was not shocked.

Yang Ning stepped out of the ring and took the initiative to approach.

Yang Ning didn't need to identify it at all, he could know that in addition to Fengxing, he didn't have any acquaintances here, so he asked directly: "There is still a battle tonight?" ”

The voice was very calm, as if fighting with a body cultivator of the same realm, and it was very common to defeat.

"Tonight, I don't know, but you're not afraid of being targeted by people here?" Fengxing asked.

"Targeting? What do you mean? Yang Ning didn't understand.

"Here, if there are no nine games, there will be a threshold, which is the so-called threshold of crossing the ladder, and if it cannot be successful, it can only be reduced to history in the end." Fengxing explained.

"So, isn't it true that almost no one will be able to get out of here?" Yang Ning asked.

"Therefore, only the real Tianjiao will come out of here." Windwalk.

"This is the battlefield of killing, and there are no dead or injured in the ring." Windwalk.

"I remember that at that time, I could only have 29 games here, and in the end, I could only show up for three days to eliminate my quota and leave gloomily." Fengxing recalls his past.

"Not showing up for three days?"

"That's right, if you don't show up for three days, the rules here will take effect, and the name will be blacklisted, and from then on, the cultivator will no longer be able to participate in the black fist ring as an end."

"However, in this case, at the very least, a life can be saved." This is the point of what Fengxing said.

"Will I do this?" Yang Ning didn't know.

"You, I don't know." Fengxing shook his head.

"But one thing is for sure, you just fought and the limelight was too strong." Fengxing concluded.

Yang Ning doesn't care, when he comes to this so-called black boxing market, he just wants to improve his strength, and he doesn't want to give his life, but now it seems that if he wants to improve his strength, he must exchange his life.

"Brother Feng, isn't it just fighting, what are you afraid of." Yang Ning said lightly, as for the battle in the ring, Yang Ning had no intention of paying attention.

Because he urgently needs to know the rules about the black boxing market now.

Maybe it's because Yang Ning is a newcomer to the black boxing market here, Yang Ning only fought one battle tonight, and the rest of the time, Yang Ning came to desperately make up for the rules of the black boxing market.

……

"I see."

Yang Ning let out a breath of turbidity and understood all the rules that belonged to the entire black boxing market.

"How does it feel?"

"It's cruel." Yang Ning said.

"But it's also relatively humane, there are only cross-level battles, and there are no cross-border battles."

"What did you say?" Feng Xing listened to Yang Ning's words, but he was completely shocked, cross-level fighting and cross-border fighting, these are two concepts.

"Brother Feng, how many steps did you cross at the beginning?"

Each realm is divided into primary, intermediate, high, and pinnacle, but each realm is divided into small success, large success, and final consummation, so Yang Ning is not afraid of cross-level battles at all.

"Me? My last battle was to deal with the high-level consummation of Tongtian Realm with the beginning level of Tongtian Realm, and in the end I could only regret to quit. "Windwalker.

"It seems that Brother Feng is still very powerful."

Yang Ning said casually, and with the dawn falling, the two walked out of the black boxing market.

Soon, the two of them returned to the Fortune Pavilion at the dawn of the sky.

After a short rest, the sky gradually brightened, and a new one came.

"Big brother, when did you come back?" The little chirp was sleepy-eyed.

"We? It's been a long time since I came back. ”

"Big brother, how about playing with me today?" The little chirp is still innocent.

"Okay, I'll play with Xiao Jiu Jiu today." The two talked and laughed.

But from beginning to end, Xiao Jiujiu's hand has been carrying the small cage that her husband gave her at the beginning.

Time always flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, Xiao Jiu has settled down and slept.

"Brother Feng, tonight, don't go." Although there is already a formation laid out by himself here, Xiao Jiu is at home alone, and Yang Ning is really a little uneasy.

"You're going to go by yourself?"

Yang Ning nodded.

"Okay, be careful." Feng Xing said a word and watched Yang Ning leave.

With the memory of last night, Yang Ning soon came to the mountain of the Black Boxing Market tonight.

On the thirty-sixth, Yang Ning silently read his number plate.

Forty-six rings have already begun to compete.

Death here is not an uncommon thing, and soon there will be blood, and even here, there is no shortage of Tongtian Realm powerhouses, but there is still the possibility of being killed.

"Congratulations to No. 748 on his victory, this is already his nine-game winning streak, let's congratulate No. 748."

"Oh Roar......"

……

Under the ring, countless figures flocked to congratulate the nine-game winning streak.

After a commotion, the host in the ring finally spoke again: "May I ask No. 748, do you want to continue tonight?" ”

The aura of No. 748 was obviously a little fluctuating, but under the rendering of the surrounding atmosphere, No. 748 actually agreed.

Yang Ning was surrounded by masks to cover his face, but this did not affect Yang Ning's conversation with the people around him.

"Why did he agree, isn't there ten thresholds after nine victories?" Yang Ning asked.

"Brother, you're here for the first time, right?"

Yang Ning nodded, in acknowledgement.

"When the atmosphere arrives, he can't get off the stage and don't say anything, I think the 748th on the stage is probably also the Tianjiao there, and he has a proud heart, so the pride in his heart does not allow him not to agree." The man explained.

"I see." Yang Ning nodded.

However, Yang Ning still silently comforted himself in his heart, pride is based on strength.

"Little brother, what are you?" The man asked.

"Thirty-six."

"Thirty-six?" The man was slightly stunned.

"You actually took the thirty-sixth?"

Yang Ning was also stunned, and then asked, "Thirty-sixth, is there anything wrong?" ”

"Okay, what's wrong, but the last thirty-sixth, died tragically half a year ago, I witnessed it with my own eyes, fifty-nine wins, it's a pity, in the end he didn't survive."

Yang Ning had already understood the meaning and said, "It seems that sixty thresholds are not easy." ”

"It's not just better, the last thirty-sixth, since fifty wins, has been arranged nine strong people one after another, it can be said that he has not rested after fifty wins, such a record, at that time was a sensation for a long time."

Yang Ning looked at the number plate in his hand, and seemed to see blood stains on it, which belonged to its former owner, as well as the blood of the enemy.

Yang Ning was silent and did not speak to him again.

Suddenly, the sound of the thirty-sixth summons came from the twenty-fourth ring not far away.

"Brother, I'll go first." Yang Ning left a sentence and walked directly to the ring.

"Thirty-six, to thirty."

As the sound spread, soon the opponent belonging to Yang Ning also came to the ring.

"Let's go!" With the sound of the host's voice, the two stood on both sides of the ring.

There are no polite words, because it is impossible to know each other.

However, compared to Yang Ning's figure, this No. 30 is obviously thinner, but with the beginning, Yang Ning finally knew that the other party's figure would be so thin.

Speed, fast.

The originally dim ring, at the extremely fast speed of the thirtyth, was unexpectedly unfounded.

"Jie Ji ......"

"In the case of my extreme speed, what can you do to me as a sword cultivator?"

Soon, in the ring, from all directions, the sound of the thirtyth was heard.

Obviously, this No. 30 saw the battle belonging to Yang Ning last night, that sword, Yang Ning took the route of one sword to ten meetings, but that was also his opponent stupid, so after No. 30 came on the field, he tried his best to give Yang Ning a chance to play the sword at all.

Of course, this is just wishful thinking on the part of the Thirty.

Even though his speed was extremely fast, in Yang Ning's eyes, it was just like that.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air from the ring.

The 30th shot, directly in front of Yang Ning.

The other party's speed is indeed outstanding, but it's a pity that he met Yang Ning.

The sword is out and falls sideways.

Only a sword!

Blood splattered.

"You...... How can it be? ”

Same words, but at different times, but with the same result.

Even the thirty didn't figure out what was going on? I felt a light on my neck.

Under the ring, countless people were also surprised by this scene, especially the one who spoke to Yang Ning before, staring at Yang Ning's figure in disbelief.

The sword, too fast, has completely surpassed the speed of the thirty just now.

"What the is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?" The man was stunned for a long time, and then said a foul word.

"Thirty-six wins." As the host announced the victory, Yang Ning also achieved two consecutive victories.

As for who the thirtieth is, it doesn't matter to Yang Ning.

In the crowd, a figure was staring at Yang Ning's figure tightly.

"Do you want to continue?" The host broke the silence under the ring.

"Go on." Yang Ning said.

"Okay."

The host said yes, and began to arrange the next opponent for Yang Ning in the ring.

"Seventy-three."

"I ......" The person who was talking to Yang Ning just now looked at Yang Ning, and then looked at the number plate in his hand.

"What the fuck is this called?" I had no choice but to go to the ring.

"Is that you?" Yang Ning was also a little surprised.

"Isn't that me......"

"I'm the unlucky number seventy-three." Very helpless, although his cultivation has reached the high level of the Thorough Realm, but at this moment, especially after seeing that sword just now, this seventy-three has lost the courage to make a move.

"How can you be unlucky? Come on, big brother, you and I have fought. ”

Yang Ning said, the Tianque Sword in his hand had begun to flicker with sword light.

"Don't fight, don't fight......" The head of No. 73 is the same as a rattle, it just keeps shaking.

"Big brother, why don't you fight?" Yang Ning asked.

"How about we make peace?" Seventy-three asked.

"And? May I? Yang Ning looked at the host.

The moderator shook his head.

"Look, big brother, people don't agree." Yang Ning said, the sword light gradually raised, it was not that Yang Ning didn't remember this person's good, in fact, Yang Ning didn't think about killing him, after all, this big brother solved a lot of doubts for him.

"Then count me as losing, okay?" Number 73 doesn't want to admit defeat, but at this moment he can only admit defeat.

There is no way, although he is already at the high level of the Thorough Realm, but he has a feeling, if this Thirty-Six wants to kill him, it doesn't take too much, just a sword.

So, he could only throw in the towel.

"Big brother, you ......"

However, Yang Ning quickly continued: "Then thank you for the success of the eldest brother." Yang Ning's voice was still calm.

In the crowd, the figure had been staring at Yang Ning.

"Continue?" With No. 73's admission of defeat, the host asked Yang Ning again.

"Definitely." Yang Ning nodded directly.

"Next."

"Thirty-six, right one eighteen-eighty-eight."

……

After a night of fighting, Yang Ning soon had nine consecutive victories.

Such a record did cause a sensation in the ring, but because of time, Yang Ning could only be forced to stop.

With Yang Ning leaving the Black Boxing Market, insiders in the Black Boxing Market also began to notice Yang Ning.

"Tomorrow night's battle of the Ten Thresholds, arrange for him to have a high-level consummation of the realm."

"This ......"

"Do what you are told."

"Yes."

Soon, the lively night in the middle of the mountain was over.

Yang Ning was also shuttling on the way to the Fortune Pavilion.

"Huh?" Yang Ning's figure stopped slightly, and he had no choice but to change direction.