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Cheng Qing's expression was ice-cold. After reaching the Xumi Stage, his body had been strengthened to such an extent that common weapons would not be able to harm him anymore. As long as it wasn't a magic weapon or a spirit sword, he was truly invulnerable to swords and spears.
No matter how vicious the little beggar was, he was still not a cultivator. With a dagger that was not a magical equipment, how could he do anything to Cheng Qing?
Cheng Qing grabbed the little beggar's hand and twisted it. With a kacha sound, the little beggar cried out miserably. His wrist was broken, and all the bones inside were shattered into pieces. Even the dagger fell to the ground.
The other beggars, who were clearly the little beggar's accomplices, were all here for Chen Qing. When the little beggar attacked, they did not stay idle, instead they all took out their daggers and stabbed towards Cheng Qing.
In a place like Chicken Cry Street, even beggars had their hands covered in blood. Their weakness was only relative to the Ink Blade Gang and the small pavilion. Against ordinary people, they were no different from bandits.
This time, they attacked successively and actually had some skill. The daggers were aimed at different parts of Cheng Qing. If it was a normal person, they would not be able to dodge this attack and would only end up being stabbed to death. Looking at how they coordinated skillfully, it was unknown just how many times they had done such a thing previously.
In Cheng Qing's previous life, he had heard that if ordinary people entered the Chicken Sing Street after sunset, they would become corpses in the stinky ditch the next day. Not only would their property be plundered, but not even a single piece of clothing would remain.
Cheng Qing saw with his own eyes that a few girls from normal families were stripped naked and thrown into the ditch by the vicious bandits of Chicken Cry Street. Their lower bodies were also in a mess.
There was no justice or kindness in the Street of Chicken Cry. Every city had a place like this. It was not only Spirit Martial County. Compared to the fiendishness of Chicken Cry Street, the people of Liu-Li City were simply good citizens.
Unfortunately, today the group of beggars encountered Cheng Qing. He didn't even bother dodging, allowing the dagger to land on him. He took a step forward, and when he landed, the floor tiles shattered. A wave of Essence rippled outwards.
Those beggars let out miserable cries, involuntarily throwing away their daggers. They vomited blood and were sent flying several zhang away, crashing into the walls, puddles of water, and garbage heap.
Cheng Qing looked into the distance and saw a group of fierce looking men coming from the other side of the street.
The leader was ferocious, he had a huge scar on his face, and he pointed his blade at Cheng Qing from over ten steps away, "You even kill beggars, do you still have any conscience? "You heartless and merciless villain, today I will chop you into pieces, enforce justice on behalf of heaven and earth!"
Cheng Qing sneered. He didn't even bother to express his opinion when faced with such a rebuttal. The knife-scarred man and the killers behind him rushed towards Cheng Qing, there were at least 20-30 people.
Cheng Qing didn't want to waste time talking to them. He rushed forward and instantly appeared in front of the scar-faced man.
The other party was also a cultivator, and his cultivation level was not low either. No wonder he dared to be so arrogant. However, when Cheng Qing appeared in front of him, his speed was surprisingly fast, causing the scar-faced man to open his eyes wide in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe the truth, but he was also used to fighting, the long blade in his hand was also a magic tool, chopping down towards Cheng Qing.