The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

Walking through the long passage, the lights suddenly turned on, which was particularly dazzling.

"The emperor is inside, go in."

An indifferent voice sounded.

Yang Zheng turned his head and glanced at Brother Haonan, the little bastard. Brother Haonan had a sore face at the moment, as if he had been reprimanded. Yang Zheng smiled at Brother Haonan, then turned around and stepped into the alloy gate.

"Bang!"

As soon as he entered the alloy gate, the dazzling light came on again, this time more dazzling than the previous one.

Fortunately, Yang Zheng's eyes were comparable to Brother Monkey's fiery eyes, and the light couldn't blind him. Perhaps, this was a disgrace from the black market emperor, but unfortunately, it was useless to Yang Zheng.

"bump!"

"bump!"

"bump!"

There were heavy footsteps, like a giant walking on an alloy floor in iron shoes.

I saw the door in the center of the Guangliang Hall opened, and a sturdy man with three heads taller than normal walked out. The first time this sturdy man appeared, Yang Zheng felt as if he had seen a lurking beast ready to launch a deadly attack at any time. .

With a tall and strong body, bulging muscles, tight leather pants and a dark black vest, the sturdy man's attire is almost exactly the same as the indifferent man Yang Zheng met in the alley before.

It was as if the indifferent man and the fierce man in front of him both came out of the world of the Big Divine Fist.

He sat down and sat down on the metal throne that belonged to him. On that throne, in the entire Wuliexing underground black market, only he was qualified to sit on it, and he killed everyone else who wanted to sit on it.

He is the emperor of Wu Lie Xing's underground black market.

"Shenbing Forge Master, hello."

He opened his mouth, took the initiative to speak, and his voice was extremely rich.

"The Emperor of the Black Market, hello."

Yang Zheng also opened his mouth and said with a smile.

"My subordinates smashed your storefront, I already know, it's our fault, but I don't want to make a simple compensation. Divine Weapon Forger, I heard that yours once dismantled the machine with the palm of your hand in the Liu Group. A, I am very interested in you, come on, fight with me, if you win, I will compensate you two billion star coins."

The Black Market Emperor said.

After speaking, he stood up, walked towards Yang Zheng, stopped in front of Yang Zheng, and stared at Yang Zheng condescendingly.

The emperor of the black market is more than two heads taller than Yang Zheng.

In terms of physique alone, Yang Zheng and the Black Market Emperor are not at the same level at all. If outsiders were to choose, the Black Market Emperor would definitely win, because the Black Market Emperor looked like a humanoid tank with overwhelming power.

However, outsiders do not know that although Yang Zheng is not a humanoid tank, he is a humanoid pile driver.

"let's start."

The black market emperor stared at Yang Zheng, and the moment he finished speaking, he raised his hand at the same time, his big hand was raised high, and he patted Yang Zheng's head heavily!

"boom!"

This shot is more than a thousand jins!

Yang Zheng didn't hide!

"It's interesting, my arm hasn't been paralyzed by shock for many years."

The Emperor of the Black Market took a step back, his hands were fused together, his knuckles made a crunching sound, he glanced at Yang Zheng, he took another step back, keeping a two-step distance from Yang Zheng, and then suddenly lowered his body and swayed. Make a move.

At this moment, Yang Zheng clearly felt that the black market emperor was gathering qi, and his aura was increasing wildly!

"Beidou Hundred Split Fist!"

Suddenly, the black market emperor punched!

The boxing technique it blasted out was the Big Dipper Hundred Split Fist!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The black market emperor's punching speed is extremely fast, reaching the realm of a hundred punches in one second, and every time he punches, it attacks different parts, and the attacks are all the acupoints on Yang Zheng's body~ Dao!

This boxing is extremely powerful!

However, after three seconds, the Black Market Emperor closed his fists. He looked at Yang Zheng for a long time before finally speaking.

"I lost," he said.

After the words fell, the Black Market Emperor turned around, sat down on the metal throne again, pressed the handle of the seat, and a metal box appeared. He threw it casually, and the metal box flew out and flew towards Yang Zheng.

"The Big Divine Fist is astonishingly powerful."

Yang Zheng stretched out his hand, caught the metal box, and said something to the black market emperor with a smile.

In fact, it's not that the black market emperor is weak. The black market emperor's state just now has surpassed the half-step God's Domain, even surpassed the first-order level of the God's Domain, and reached the third-order level of the God's Domain. This level is enough to kill the rest of the masters on Wuliexing.

Unfortunately, he met Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng's body is capable of resisting the fierce martial arts of Chi Lian, one of the four major teachings of Beiming Wuyuan. In the realm of Chi Lian, he is a divine general. Even Chi Lian can't hurt Yang Zheng, and the black market emperor will naturally also hurt him. Not Yang Zheng.

It's not that he is too weak, but that Yang Zheng is too strong.

Yang Zheng's body is much stronger than the average god.

"Two billion star coins, plus a boxing book, this is compensation for you. Divine Armament Blacksmith, the underground black market will not trouble the Divine Armament Group in the future." The black market emperor said, naming the things in the metal box , paused for a while, and then continued: "If you are interested, I can recommend you to join the black market. The black market is all over the galaxy. If you want to fight against masters, the black market is the best choice."

Join the black market?

forget it.

Hearing this, Yang Zheng shook his head slightly.

He is not very interested in the black market. If it weren't for the beautiful killer Yinghuo and the Shenbing Group being smashed into the store, he would not bother to come to the black market.

"By the way, do you know Yinghuo?"

Yang Zheng thought of Yinghuo and asked.

"Yinghuo? Do you know Yinghuo?"

The emperor of the black market frowned and asked Yang Zheng.

"Several times."

Yang Zheng smiled.

"Yinghuo, is my righteous daughter."

The Black Market Emperor spoke slowly, his voice very low.

"Is that so, do you know the origin of Yinghuo?"

Yang Zheng continued to ask.

The Black Market Emperor was silent.

After about three minutes, the Black Market Emperor said, "I know."

Know!

So, what is the origin of Yinghuo?

Yang Zheng, looking at the black market emperor.

"Yinghuo, I'm not a native of Wuliexing, and neither am I." The Black Market Emperor said in a low voice: "Strictly speaking, I am a thug under Yinghuo's parents. Later, some accidents happened and I was expelled from that family. , and later, there were some accidents in that family and they were exterminated."

"That's it."

Yang Zheng whispered, he remembered that when he was looking through Yinghuo's album, he did see the back of a strong man, and that strong man should be the black market emperor in front of him.

"I don't want Yinghuo to leave Wuliexing. This planet is safe enough for her, and the outside world is too dangerous."

The Black Market Emperor spoke again, as if a warning.

"With me here, the outside world will not be dangerous, it will only be more exciting."

Yang Zheng chuckled lightly.

"I do not believe you."

The Emperor of the Black Market spoke.

It was also at this moment that the lights in the room suddenly dimmed, falling into darkness, and both of them were silent. ..