"Bang—"
The door was suddenly pushed open by a huge force, and two figures rushed in.
The two figures were incredibly fast, with a strong aura emanating from their bodies. They were holding their magic weapons tightly in their hands, looking like they were giving it their all.
However, when they saw that Chen Feng was the only one there, they were both stunned.
too weak.
"I didn't expect that there was only a kid in the late Mahayana stage inside. What a bummer!" said one person, his tone full of regret.
"Yes, Fellow Daoist Wang, let's leave now. There is no need to waste time on a kid in the late Mahayana stage. The most important thing is to find those monks who killed the Shadow Demon." Another person also agreed.
As they were talking, the two of them actually turned around and wanted to leave.
"Hello-"
A voice suddenly called out, causing the two men to pause. They turned their heads curiously and looked at Chen Feng: "Are you calling us?"
"Besides me, is there anyone else here?" Chen Feng stood there casually with a teasing look on his face.
"Hey, kid, you're interesting. Do you know what we two want to do?" One of them laughed, and his laughter was full of sarcasm: "Grandpa and I don't have time to deal with you now. If you keep talking, watch out for your head, hahahaha."
The two men burst into laughter. Obviously, in their eyes, a cultivator in the late Mahayana stage could be insulted at will.
Seeing the two people's presumptuous appearance, Chen Feng showed a smile on his face: "Are you going to rob and kill other cultivators?"
The two of them stopped laughing, and a cold look appeared on their faces: "You know too much!"
As he spoke, one of them opened his palm and grabbed Chen Feng in the face.
The power of the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal was so strong that he stretched out his palm and instantly blocked all the space for Chen Feng to dodge. It seemed that Chen Feng had no choice but to be caught by that palm.
"Actually, I want to tell you that my goal is the same as yours." Chen Feng raised his head, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, a sword energy passed by silently.
"How is this possible!" The other man's eyes turned red with anger and he turned around and tried to run away.
His companion, who had just been so majestic, was split into two by the flash of sword energy.
"Want to escape?" Chen Feng laughed and moved strangely, and came in front of the man, completely blocking all his ways.
Although this huge city claims to be governed by the laws of space and Chen Feng cannot use teleportation, his speed alone is not comparable to that of an ordinary Nine Tribulations Immortal, let alone an Eight Tribulations Immortal in front of him
"What grudge do I have against you? Why do you want to do such a cruel thing!" The man looked at Chen Feng in fear and cried out in pain.
"No hatred or grudge. I think if I were an immortal, you wouldn't have let me go just now, right?" Chen Feng said with a smile.
"No, it's not..." the man opened his mouth and tried to argue.
"Just because I'm only in the late Mahayana stage, you think I can't deal with the Shadow Demon, so you don't want to waste time killing me, right?" Chen Feng continued to ask, his tone becoming more and more fierce.
“No…” the man shouted, his eyes full of fear.
"Yes and no!" Chen Feng shouted, his voice like thunder, shocking the man.
"Yes..." the man looked dazed and said unconsciously.
"That's right!" A fierce light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and the sword in his hand flashed, and suddenly a huge head flew into the sky.
The Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal couldn't even muster the courage to resist in front of Chen Feng.
"call-"
After letting out a long sigh, Chen Feng's face showed a look of determination.
The world of cultivation is one where the strong prey on the weak. Just like just now, if Chen Feng was a little weaker, the other party would have killed him without mercy.
Cultivation is like crossing a single-plank bridge. When two sides meet on a narrow road, the bravest one wins. Either you die or I die! This is also the most fundamental reason why many cultivators have high cultivation but lack a lot of human touch.
Chen Feng fumbled around between the two corpses for a while, and soon, he grabbed a handful of shadow demon crystals in his hand.
"How poor! The two of us only have a mere twenty or so!" Chen Feng curled his lips and said to himself, "However, this speed is still much faster than me going out to hunt for the Shadow Demon myself."
"In that case, I'll have to see if there are any other blind guys." Saying this, Chen Feng walked out of the door of the house and strolled towards the depths of the street.
Before leaving, Chen Feng did not forget to close the door of the house. There were only two mutilated bodies left in the house. Perhaps, they would never be discovered, and as time passed, they would turn into nothingness.
…
This is a square of neither size nor large, an extremely inconspicuous corner in this huge city.
At this moment, this square has also become a place for the monks to rest temporarily after hunting down the shadow demons. Since the number of people in the small square is always kept at a certain level, even if a large number of shadow demons come to attack, they can still resist them at all costs.
After several such battles, no shadow demon army was willing to attack here anymore.
At this time, Chen Feng was walking into the small square.
He was carrying a bag the size of a watermelon, which attracted the attention of the monks in the small square.
With their eyes, they could naturally see that the packages behind Chen Feng were filled with Shadow Demon Crystals. In terms of quantity, there were definitely more than a hundred.
"Strange, how can a young cultivator in the late Mahayana stage possess so many Shadow Demon Crystals?" Suddenly, voices of suspicion rang out one after another in the square. Chen Feng suddenly felt like a little rabbit being stared at by a group of hungry wolves, as if he would be eaten by the wolves at any time.
"Boy, stop!" Finally, a rough voice suddenly spoke.
"What can I do for you, fellow Taoist?" Chen Feng looked at the cultivator who blocked his way with a harmless expression on his face.
This was an extremely strong man, three meters tall, with muscular body, like a war machine.
"Is there a Shadow Demon Crystal in your package?" asked a rough voice.
"Yes." Chen Feng answered honestly, without hiding anything. Some of these Shadow Demon Crystals were obtained by him from hunting Shadow Demons just now, but most of them were obtained from other cultivators.
After all, Chen Feng still underestimated the desire of the cultivators in the giant city for the Shadow Demon Crystal. Along the way, all the cultivators he met attacked him without hesitation, trying to seize Chen Feng's Shadow Demon Crystal.
Chen Feng naturally would not be polite to these people. He wiped them out like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and then came here.
"Give me half of it, and I will keep you safe for three days!" said the rough voice, with a heavy aura emanating from his body.
Even though the Seven Tribulations Loose Immortals were not the strongest in the world of cultivation, they were definitely not weak. If the Seven Tribulations Loose Immortals were sincere in wanting to protect Chen Feng, the others would not dare to step forward!
"Go ahead and do what you want!" Chen Feng's voice sounded crisply, and his eyes were full of mockery as he shouted sarcastically.
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