Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 1434: Black fist

Chapter 1434: Black fist

Su Han had never thought about the "female" who looked very professional in front of him. This Menghan black market was born because of her name. . . Pinshu

What makes Su Han even more puzzled is that just the existence of this Menghan black market has reached 500,000 years, is it possible that the girl in front of him has lived for more than 500,000 years?

But if this is the case, then her cultivation base... why is there only the peak of the Dragon God Realm? Didn't even reach the spiritual realm?

There are too many questions. Although it has nothing to do with Su Han, Su Han is still confused.

"Hmph, I originally planned to tease them, otherwise I wouldn't be able to solve it myself. That stinky'female' who is nosy, really hates getting home!"

Zhao Xinying...No, it's Shen Menghan, still muttering to herself.

"How old are you?" Su Han asked suddenly.

"My youngest'female' is 18 years old!" Shen Menghan said.

Su Han rolled his eyes, I believe it will be a ghost!

"You do not believe?"

Shen Menghan seemed to have guessed Su Hanxin's thoughts, and shrugged his shoulders: "Don't believe me, pull it down."

"As the owner of the Menghan black market, I dare not hire you. Let's go our own way. Goodbye."

Su Han said, turning around to leave.

"do not!"

Shen Menghan immediately stopped Su Han and said with a grin: "Don't hide it, I knew it a long time ago. Under your old face, there is a very beautiful and beautiful face hidden. It's better to be young and young. Old guy, is it interesting?"

Su Han frowned, divine consciousness swept across her body, confirming again and again that the other party was really just the peak of the Dragon God Realm.

But she... how can she see herself clearly?

Su Han's disguise can't be said to be strong, but his cultivation base is here!

"I like to deal with you nice little brothers."

Shen Menghan stood in front of Su Han and chuckled, "Well, I won't charge you anymore. Xueying still had some spirit crystals that entered the auction house before. When this lady helped you get it, I'll be fine. ?"

"it is good."

Su Han nodded, then said: "Conditions."

"The condition is... you have to help me fight a black punch!" Shen Menghan blinked with big eyes.

Neither of them are fools, they understand what the other side is thinking.

Su Han did not refuse. Fighting black fists was one of the fastest ways to come to Lingjing, he had thought of it before.

"My strength can only hit the black fist in the underground." Su Han said.

"It's okay, I like watching a nice little brother like you hit black punches, especially when he wins, he is really handsome!"

Su Han: "..."

As a black market, there is naturally a place for black boxing.

The Shen Auction House is a huge place underground.

When Su Han followed Shen Menghan and went underground through a special passage, a loud and deafening noise and roar came into his ears.

He saw a huge square underneath, surrounded by countless people.

They held some spirits in their hands, their faces flushed, and they were jumping, roaring, and venting.

The female people and the men mixed together here. They are all monks, but from their bodies, one cannot see the kind of artistic conception from the monks.

madman.

These two words are used to describe these people.

They bet on that huge betting table, screaming fiercely, as if they were cut off from the world where the monk was.

Male and female things can even be common from time to time, there is no taboo at all, it seems that here is a place for crazy catharsis.

When Shen Menghan saw these things, he seemed to have become accustomed to it, his expression was calm, he just snorted, and looked a little disgusted.

"This is the underground field, my house opened it."

Shen Menghan said casually: "You should know the rules of the underground court? Pay according to the odds. The one who can earn the most spirit crystals naturally fights in higher order."

"I'm just a world." Su Han said.

"I know."

Shen Menghan smiled: "If you are not in the mortal realm, I will not let you hit the black fist, because the black fists held today are almost all people from the mortal realm, but occasionally there will be some spiritual realms, but they are just The spiritual realm, these people like to watch the scenes where the spiritual realm tears the mortal realm to pieces."

Su Han frowned and glanced at Shen Menghan without a trace, feeling that this'female' values were somewhat distorted.

"You dont have to look at me this way. Not all monks can calm down and practice. Sometimes, the exercises they practice also determine what kind of path they should follow. Like these people, some may be Retreat for too long, some may be after repression, some may also be some mercenary group members, after fighting, get some money, want to come here to bet and get more spirit crystals."

Shen Menghan said: "This is normal. If you can't understand it, you won't reach the spiritual realm."

Hearing this, Su Han couldn't help but shook his head and smiled. This "female" state of mind is okay, and she can see all aspects of life.

It's a pity that she can see her outside clearly, but she can't see her inside.

"Are you sure you want to fight?"

Shen Menghan glanced at Su Han again: "It doesn't matter whether you live or die, if you can't beat it, it's very likely to be torn to pieces."

"It doesn't ~ Su Han shrugged.

"Here, this is for you."

Shen Menghan took out a silver-white color mask, and said: If you are lucky, this ladys mask is not given by everyone. You are the first person to see through the identity of this lady. This is a gift.

Su Han took the mask and swept across his face, roughly confirming that this is a mysterious tool, a low-grade mysterious tool.

But this thing doesn't have much effect, it can only cover the face, and under the virtual world, it is not clear what the face looks like.

But it's not bad. Originally, Su Han also planned to buy a mask. After all, hitting the black boxing is likely to attract some hatred.

Putting the mask on his face, Su Han took off the hat, and followed Shen Menghan and the two to the black boxing registration office.

"Second Miss, are you here?" The person who signed up obviously knew Shen Menghan and said respectfully immediately.

"Ok."

Shen Menghan nodded, pointed to Su Han, and said: "Register him, he will hit black punches."

"okay!"

This person immediately complied, and the people brought by the second lady did not dare to delay.

Soon, the registration form belonging to Su Han came out.

Name: Rain God

Cultivation: Mortal Realm

Black Fist Level: None

Black boxing win rate: none

Rain God, this is Su Han's nickname, and it wasn't Su Han himself, but Shen Menghan.

Such things as nicknames are common in Heiquan. As for what they are called, Su Han didn't care about it, so he didn't stop Shen Menghan.

"Second Miss, it's arranged, the next one is him." After a while, someone trot over and whispered in front of Shen Menghan and Su Han.

Novel station!