Then, I heard the monk clasping his hands together and saying in a low voice, "Donor, you have been deeply affected by this sword. I'm afraid that the poor monk will not be able to save you today, and the poor monk will come to find you again in the future!"
After saying that, the monk took the sword named 'Killing Life' and walked away.
And Meng Qingshan didn't chase him. He was not in a good condition at this time. If he really chased him and the monk saw the truth, it's not certain who would win.
So, Meng Qingshan turned his head and looked around at some of the underworld masters who were still lingering.
At this time, many weaker underworld masters had already had their heart vessels drilled into by Meng Qingshan's 'Yin Extreme True Qi', causing qi and blood to not flow smoothly and their heart vessels to be blocked and died.
And some of the stronger ones, although they could barely hold on, were pale and had no strength to fight anymore.
At the moment, looking at some second-rate masters who died from the Dark Iron Water-Fire Cudgel explosion, Meng Qingshan took a deep breath and cursed inwardly that this dead bald ass of Nine Lotus Zen Monastery really had a double standard. He Meng Qingshan's killing was an act of excessive killing and injustice. The monk himself killed so many people, but he didn't mention it at all.
Although I felt sorry for the wasted cultivation, Meng Qingshan didn't dwell too much on it now that the matter was over.
After killing all the surviving underworld masters in the villa, Meng Qingshan opened the door of the villa and walked out.
At this time, Lu Yiliu, Elder Zhuo and others had been waiting outside for a long time.
They looked at Meng Qingshan, who was covered in blood. Through the crack of the half-open door, they could vaguely see the tragedy in the courtyard. Corpses were strewn on the ground, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere they looked.
Elder Zhuo and others looked at Meng Qingshan, and suddenly felt as if they had never known Meng Qingshan.
The ferocious Meng Qingshan tonight is completely different from the image of Young Hero, the heroic ranger who acted righteously before, and does not look like the same person.
And Lu Yiliu was secretly glad that fortunately Meng Qingshan never thought of killing himself from the beginning, otherwise his fate would not be much better than those of those people.
The slave servants who had been bought back by Meng Qingshan had already been frightened to death. Some of them were even fighting with each other and their crotches were wet.
As the saying goes, kill people and set fire.
Now that the person has been killed, the next thing must be done.
The reason for the arson was not that Meng Qingshan was afraid of any interested people seeing the traces. It was just that with so many corpses, it would take a lot of time and effort to bury them, and it would easily lead to plague.
Therefore, it would be better to use a fire to burn this place to the ground.
This time, he had already ordered people to place strong wine and fire oil everywhere in the villa. Just before going out, he had used crushed stones to smash these jars filled with strong wine and fire oil.
Now just a few sparks are enough to set this courtyard on fire.
Meng Qingshan walked up to a few people carrying a jar full of mellow spirits in one hand and a large package in the other.
Then, he threw it on the ground casually.
With a "dong" sound, the package spread apart, and the gold and silver jewelry inside scattered out.
A slave servant heard this and was so frightened by Meng Qingshan's move that he screamed, fell to the ground and started screaming.
Meng Qingshan Hearing this voice, he felt it was extremely noisy and looked at the slave servant with a pair of gleaming eyes.
This person was so stared at by Meng Qingshan that he became silent for a moment!
After Meng Qingshan stopped looking, everyone turned around and saw that this man's face was livid, his eyes were white, and he had fainted from fright.
Meng Qingshan just smiled softly at this, and couldn't help but secretly thought, "Am I so scary?"
Then, he raised his eyes and looked at the people again, and felt that these people were looking at him as if they were looking at evil ghosts crawling out of hell just now.
Seeing this, Meng Qingshan already had the answer to his doubts, so he said no more.
He first raised the wine jar in his hand, raised his head and took a sip, and then smiled and said, "It's so enjoyable!"
Everyone just stared at him blankly, silently, and did not dare to make a sound.
No one dared to bet that in the current situation, facing this young man with eyes as red as blood, whether his rash remarks would lead to death.
Now, Lu Yiliu has also believed what Master Xuanci said. Meng Qingshan must have been influenced by the Demonic Blade named 'Killing Life', and thus became so bloodthirsty.
He felt a little regretful at this moment, not only for agreeing to join forces with Meng Qingshan to kill so many people, but also for not sneaking away quietly when Meng Qingshan was dealing with those underworld masters.
Meng Qingshan, however, seemed not to care about the attention of the crowd. He handed the wine jar directly to Lu Yiliu, "Brother Lu, if you hadn't been guarding the door today, I'm afraid I would have had to spend more time, but I thank you this time!"
Seeing that there were faint blood stains in the handed wine jar, Lu Yiliu hesitated for a moment, but finally took it and took a sip.
As the wine entered his throat, he felt a warm current flowing through his body, but it could not dispel the chill in his heart.