After robbing the money, he still insulted the other party, and even beat him up violently before letting him go.
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Shen Chong stood there indifferently, but the powerful aura from his body that was comparable to that of a cultivator in the late stage of transformation spurted out instantly.
The sight of several strong men suddenly went dark, their chests suffocated, they lost consciousness and fainted on the ground.
Also fainting at the same time was Li Han, who was standing in the dark and peeking at the situation here.
At such a close range, as mortals, how could they withstand the impact of the aura of late-stage cultivators in transformation?
Uncle Li felt a strong wind blowing on his face.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw several strong men already falling down the street.
He was so shocked that he could not speak.
However, when he saw Li Han who fainted, his face immediately turned ugly.
Now, anyone who is not a fool can guess why this group of people came to the door to cause trouble for no reason.
When Shen Chong unleashed his momentum, the expressions of many cultivators and generals in Red Tiger City changed drastically.
They sensed a powerful and fierce wave of spiritual energy in the city.
Although the time was short, they knew very well that just by relying on the momentum that the other party exuded instantly, this person's cultivation level could dominate the Red Tiger City.
Therefore, under the orders of the Chihu City general who was in the early stage of transformation, groups of patrolling soldiers did not dare to be lazy at all and stepped up their patrols in the city.
After experiencing the robbery incident, Shen Chong and Uncle Li took advantage of the darkness to wander around the streets and browse various products.
While walking, Shen Chong suddenly stopped in front of a medicinal stall.
The stall owner was a thick, dark young man with a rugged appearance.
He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes the size of pigeon eggs staring straight ahead, looking unmoving.
His medicinal stall was basically just a piece of linen cloth with a dozen dried and flat plants neatly placed on it.
However, the vague spiritual power fluctuations transmitted from those dry flat plants let those who know the goods know that these medicinal materials are valuable spiritual herbs.
"How do you sell this herb?"
Shen Chong asked, pretending to pick up one of the dried flat plants at random.
With his eyes, he could naturally find that the young man in front of him had already practiced the breathing method, and he was also a good candidate for cultivation.
"Thirty taels of ancient silver."
The swarthy young man coldly quoted a price without turning his head.
"Cheaper, ten taels of ancient silver, I want this herb."
Shen Chong smiled slightly and made a counter-offer.
The swarthy young man still had no expression on his face and replied directly: "I won't sell if I make a counter-offer."
Shen Chong felt funny in his heart and said helplessly: "Oh, you are so strange.
Since you are setting up a stall to sell goods, why don't you make a counter-offer?
Besides, you are sitting here, looking serious as if everyone owes you ancient silver.
I don’t look like I’m selling or introducing you, so who would come to patronize me?
I think I should be your first customer today.”
This time, the swarthy young man didn't even bother to talk to Shen Chong and just kept silent.
Just as Shen Chong was about to continue to make things difficult, he suddenly heard a commotion on the street behind him.
When Shen Chong heard the sound, he looked over and saw that a large area had been vacated on the originally densely populated road.
Some merchants who had placed their goods farther away also quickly moved their goods to the street for fear of getting into trouble.
On the suddenly empty space, a group of nearly ten patrolling soldiers stood proudly.
The leader of the group was a cultivator in the middle stage of spiritual enlightenment.
At this time, he was holding a seven or eight-year-old boy in his hands.
The little boy was dressed in homespun clothes and his face was dirty.
With the child being held in someone's hands like this, he was so frightened that he even forgot to cry.
He just looked at the cultivator who caught him with a pair of frightened eyes.
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"Hey, whose baby is this?
If you are so careless, it looks like you are going to be in bad luck."
Someone in the crowd shook his head and sighed softly.
"Auntie, what happened?
Why did the soldiers want to arrest this child?"
Shen Chong asked in a low voice to the person who spoke.
The aunt looked around cautiously, and when she saw that no one was paying attention, she lowered her voice and said, "Young man, can't you tell?
The adult who led the troops was angry.
Just now, the baby was there with other babies.
Playing on the street, I ran into the man leading the troops without looking at the road while running.
Not only did he hurt the man, but the cake in his hand also stained the man's armor, which made the man angry. " "Oh, that's it."
Shen Chong nodded and saw that there were indeed some cake stains stuck to the armor of the captain who was in the middle stage of enlightenment.
"You bastard kid, can't you walk without eyes?"
The captain slapped the child twice.
Being slapped by the opponent's hand as big as a cattail leaf fan, the little boy's nosebleed instantly flowed down.
She even hit a child.
Shen Chong looked at this scene with a gloomy expression.
Just as he was about to teach the other party a lesson, he suddenly heard a cold voice from beside him.
"Put that kid down."
The dark-skinned young man who had been sitting cross-legged in front of his medicine stall slowly stood up.
His appearance was extremely oppressive.
Seeing his iron tower-like figure, the surrounding people immediately stepped aside in fear and made way for him.
"You're looking for death."
In order to please the captain, a soldier shouted and rushed over.
These soldiers are all strong men who have practiced breathing and exhalation.
Ordinary people, four or five may not be their opponents.
However, the dark-skinned young man rushed forward without dodging, and his big fist directly hit the soldier's face.
The soldier was unprepared and was knocked unconscious with one punch.
"If you dare to attack us, you are seeking death."
Upon seeing this, the other soldiers were furious and rushed over with iron guns in hand.
Facing the many opponents rushing towards him, the dark-skinned young man showed dexterity that was completely inconsistent with his size.
While dodging forward and backward, he knocked several of them to the ground in a matter of seconds.
He struck very hard, and most of the soldiers who were hit only received one blow before rolling on the ground in pain and losing their ability to fight.
The captain waved his hand to stop the attack of the other soldiers, then threw the child aside and sneered: "Hey, I know why you dare to be so arrogant.
It turns out that you have also practiced the method of breathing.
But with your point of view You dare to meddle in other people’s business.
Today, I will show you how our cultivators are different from ordinary people like you.”
After finishing speaking, there was a sudden surge of momentum, and he slowly walked towards the dark-skinned young man.
When one's cultivation reaches the spiritual enlightenment stage, one can officially enter the ranks of cultivators.
In the armies of various countries in the underworld, everyone who joins the army must practice the method of breathing.
Among them, there are naturally some people with extraordinary talents who are suitable for cultivation and can advance to the early stage of spiritual enlightenment.
Once a soldier reaches the early stage of Kailing, he can become the captain of a hundred-man brigade.
If the talent is better and the training is harder, maybe the cultivation level can be further improved.
For example, the soldier in front of him, with his cultivation in the middle stage of enlightenment, can serve as the captain of the patrol team in the city, and the power he holds in his hands is not small.
As he advanced step by step, the strong spiritual energy continued to pour out from the captain's body, matching his momentum in the middle stage of spiritual awakening, and pressed hard against the dark young man.
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The swarthy young man was immediately under great pressure, even his knees were slightly bent, and his body became even more arched.
My whole body was dripping with sweat, and I could only resist the thought of kneeling under the opponent's momentum by trying my best.
The underworld is worthy of being a realm with profound cultivation foundation.
Compared with the cultivators in the New Realm, the cultivators in the Underworld are obviously much better at using aura to suppress them.
A cultivator in the middle stage of enlightenment could use his aura to suppress this to such an extent.
Shen Chong had never thought of this before.
"Oh, it's not bad.
You can still stand under the pressure of my captain."
The captain slowly approached the dark-skinned young man with a look of amusement on his face.
The hands of the dark-skinned young man were struggling to support his knees, but his eyes were still staring at him unyieldingly, and he squeezed out a voice from his throat: "I, Zhong Mang, yearn for the immortal family, although I failed to get the immortal family as I wished.
The sect favors me, but I have always maintained my heart of pursuing goodness.
I don’t want to meet a scum like you today, which not only bullies the weak, but also tarnishes the reputation of cultivators."
Listening to the dark young man's words, the captain's face darkened.
"I had known that there were scum in the Immortal Family, and you all looked so arrogant and arrogant.
Come on, let me fucking show you today, what's so great about you cultivators who seek immortality."
The dark-skinned young man said His teeth clenched loudly, his muscles bulged and his meridians swelled.
He straightened up under the tremendous pressure, and then punched the captain fearlessly.
However, his punch did not even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes, and was kicked away by the captain.
He rushed forward, and before Zhong Mang could stand up, the captain had already approached him again, and then punched him and beat him violently.
There was a "bang bang" sound immediately on the field.
How could Zhong Mang, a mortal, resist under the full force of a cultivator in the middle stage of enlightenment?
However, he has a tough temper, and up to this moment, he is still yelling and cursing to himself.
As a result, the more he scolded, the harder the other party struck.
Not long after, he was beaten by the captain until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was bleeding all over.
Even the curses in his mouth were weakened a lot.
But the other party didn't use weapons at all, he just kept punching him, as if he wanted to beat him to death.
Some of the people watching turned their heads unbearably, not wanting to see Zhong Mang's tragic end.
"Huchihuchi" fought like a mortal, which made the captain stop his movements with sore hands.
He looked coldly at Zhong Mang, who was covered in blood.
He seemed to be waiting for the other party to beg for mercy, but he was thinking in his heart: Only with these dares Make the resisting ants surrender, and then kill them in their unwilling eyes, so that you can kill them as a warning to others and relieve the anger in your heart
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