In the sky, after the lightning, Meng Xuan looked at the messy Shao family and fled.

In the Shao family underground, in the bedroom, Shao Yunfeng's concubine bowed to the ground and cried bitterly.

The story of the Shao family spread quickly, which was a huge blow to the reputation of the Chinese Mountain Tong of the Giant Gate. Before, the entire Zhaoyang County was circulating the reputation of Huaxian Master, but now another saying has begun to spread: the so-called demonic path is the real person to cure plague. He was flattered by others, not only ruining his reputation, but also being chased and killed by the Zhaoyang heroes including the Shao family, and his grievances were soaring.

Now God can't stand it anymore, and was alarmed by his injustice, so thunder punishment dropped from the sky and struck the Shao family to death.

Of course, this is just a secret statement, but after all, some people began to believe it.

Meng Xuan's purpose is exactly this. He did not ask to turn out all the actions of Huashantong and told these ordinary people that it was an extremely hard work but not thankful thing. What he wanted to do was to make Huashantong not so smooth.

Moreover, in view of the news that Shao Yunfeng brought him a treasure pot, Meng Xuan took advantage of it and did not destroy the Shao family. For example, their grooms and maids survived, but the surname Shao was gone.

Of course, this incident also brought a series of consequences. For example, the concubine Shao Yunfeng had actually been in love with a butler of the Shao family. She was only scared of Shao Yunfeng's majesty, so she never dared to make substantial progress. However, now all the Shao family members were struck by lightning, which created a good opportunity for them to not be able to cultivate even if they had ten lifetimes. Not only did they go together openly, but they also enjoyed all the wealth of the Shao family... Of course, at least half of this wealth was reserved for local officials.

This maid is very kind. In the second half of her life, she has been committed to using various methods, such as buying storytellers, spreading rumors, using names to send porridge to provide disaster relief, etc., to justify Meng Xuan's name. She had already heard the conversation between Meng Xuan and Shao Yunfeng. All of this was naturally well-informed, vivid and persisted for a long time, and she actually believed many people.

Of course, these are all later stories, and Meng Xuan didn't care about them either.

This night was a murderous night. He was like a demon god, wandering over Zhaoyang County and taking revenge on those who had pursued him.

Every time someone takes action, someone will die.

Sanhu Mountain is a huge bandit in Zhaoyang County. It gathers people to claim to be king and causes disaster.

At this moment, Sanhu Mountain attacked at night and had just robbed a batch of gold and silver, and was happily distributing it.

"Third brother, you get 20%..."

The boss of Sanhushan commanded: "Second, you take 20%..."

The white silver essay boxes were packed, and each box was divided carefully.

"I will take out the remaining 20% ​​and treat it as public. I will take the remaining 40% of the remaining ones. Do I have any objections?"

The boss of Sanhushan was assigned to him and asked the second and third brothers with his eyes wide open.

"No objection, no objection, everything is listened to my brother..."

The second and third brothers hurriedly laughed. Of course, they did not dare to have any objections. You should know that the name of Sanhu Mountain was Sihu Mountain in the past.

If they have any objections, maybe Sanhu Mountain will become Erhu Mountain or Yihu Mountain.

"I have an opinion..."

Just when the boss was happy, someone was disappointed and said this.

"His grandma, who has any objection?"

The boss started to curse, and then his eyes widened in an instant.

A young man in a green robe walked in, holding a strange sword in his hand, and a sneer on his face.

"Ghost..."

The boss who never believed in ghosts suddenly screamed.

After a stick of incense, Meng Xuan walked out of Sanhu Mountain. At this moment, there were no living people in Sanhu Mountain.

Fortunately, the heavy rain was getting heavier and dark clouds covered the moon, which had covered it, washing away all the blood.

After Sanhu Mountain, Meng Xuan went to the Yinlin Cave. After a fierce battle, a snake head the size of a millstone was thrown at the entrance of the cave.

There were actually some good medicinal materials in the Silver Scale Cave, so naturally they all entered Meng Xuan’s Cave Ring.

Then Meng Xuan went to the Heijia Military Camp. In the camp, Taoist Qingyang was holding a book of scriptures to study.

There was a bowl of ginseng Zihe Soup next to him. He had to drink a bowl of it every day for the past month. There was no way, a month ago, he was stabbed and injured. He had to replenish blood and energy every day. At this moment, he suddenly felt an inexplicable murderous aura, and was stunned for a moment. His face changed drastically. He jumped up, raised his hand and took the Bizhu Snake Sword into his hand.

"It's true... Haha, I am the imperial formation master of Chu King's Court. I have already set up a large formation around me. You can't get in..."

The Taoist Qingyang shouted, but his hands were trembling slightly.

"boom……"

There seemed to be a shock around.

Taoist Qingyang's face turned pale and he shouted, "Don't waste your energy, this formation is not so easy to break..."

"boom……"

It was like an earthquake, and the surroundings were vibrating again.

Outside the tent, the military horns sounded and the crowds ran around, alarming countless soldiers.

The face of the Qingyang Taoist had changed. No matter how many soldiers there were around, it was still difficult to reduce his fear.

"I know you are not dead, and I also know you want to take revenge, but it's not my fault..."

"boom……"

"It was Huashan Tong who forced me to do that, it was not my intention. If you are willing to spare my life, I am willing to compensate..."

Taoist Qingyang was anxious and afraid, and sweat dripped from the beans on his forehead, wetting his underwear.

"boom……"

At this moment, a last loud bang came, and suddenly a strong wind seemed to blew around, and spiritual energy splashed.

Several small flags standing on the desk of Taoist Qingyang suddenly swayed, and then broke for no reason.

"You...you can't kill me, I...I'm the imperial formation master of the King of Chu. If you kill me...you will have trouble..."

The Taoist Qingyang was full of bitterness, and his voice began to tremble when he spoke.

"Swish..."

At this moment, a sword shone brightly on the entire military tent, and brought up a tent of blood.

Meng Xuan lifted the military tent and walked in slowly. The flying sword slowly flew to his hands and returned to the Thirty-Three Swords.

Taoist Qingyang's eyes widened and looked down at his heart. There was a wound that penetrated his chest.

Meng Xuan stared at him coldly without saying a word. He knew the cultivation of Taoist Qingyang. This sword destroyed his combat power, but it would not have caused him to die immediately.

This Qingyang Taoist is really a good player in setting up a formation.

He set up magic circles around him, and even Meng Xuan was a little difficult to crack.

So Meng Xuan did not break the formation and forced the formation to break.

It took four swords to blast the formation away, which shows how Qingyang Taoist accomplished the formation.

If his own cultivation level is even higher than the first level, Meng Xuan might really have no choice but to do anything to him, but his own cultivation level is too weak, which is a flaw.

Since the formation has been broken, there is nothing to say.

With the same cultivation level, the combat power of the formation master is generally relatively weak, not to mention that Meng Xuan's cultivation level is higher than that of him?

"I will not kill you with thunder..."

Meng Xuan looked at Taoist Qingyang and said lightly: "You also know that those who were struck by lightning will be scattered and cannot be reincarnated!"

The face of Taoist Qingyang suddenly became very ugly.

"Someone broke into the camp..."

"Boom..."

I don't know how many Ma Naruto drank, surrounded the tent, "swish", and his iron claws flew up, pulling the tent into pieces. The scene inside the tent immediately appeared in everyone's eyes. Zhao Shanhe, the commander of the Black Armored Army, rode a horse and looked into the tent behind a group of soldiers. He happened to see Meng Xuan who turned to look at him. Suddenly, he was frightened and almost fell off the horse.

"The demonic way, it's you! It's fine if you escape your life, but you dare to invade our military camp?"

Zhao Shanhe shouted loudly and waved his hand, wanting the black-armored soldiers to shoot arrows.

"I remember that you were there at that time, so don't worry, you will be the next one!"

Meng Xuan said lightly, and looked at Taoist Qingyang again.

"Junshan Gate, Zhao family in the Qinhecheng, Sun family in the Moranling..."

The Qingyang Taoist was full of bitterness and said one name after another. When he spoke, blood had already flowed from the corners of his mouth.

After hearing this, Meng Xuan nodded, then walked forward, holding Qingyang Taoist's bun in one hand, waved his sword in the other hand, cut off his head and held it in his hand.

"Shoot the arrows, shoot the arrows quickly, kill them without any worries..."

When Zhao Shanhe saw this scene, he felt bitter and screamed with a whimper.

"Swish..."

The arrows fell like rain.

"call out……"

The sword light is like lightning.

In the rain, sword light, sword light, lightning light, and blood light intertwined into pieces. The gorgeous killing scene has a kind of cruel beauty.

Half an hour later, Meng Xuan placed Zhao Shanhe and the heads of the Qingyang Taoist side by side at the gate of the military camp. Behind him, the three thousand black armored troops also suffered heavy casualties, and their bodies and minds were trembling, and no one dared to step closer to him.

Meng Xuan looked back at them, expressionless, but suddenly frightened her to the point of turning back. Meng Xuan turned around, threw herself into the air, and disappeared.

That night, Meng Xuan himself didn't know how many people he killed.

Anyway, except for the experts and sects offered by Taoist Qingyang, in Zhaoyang County, wherever there are masters and sects, he will go in and take a look. Most of the time, he will see familiar faces, and then take action and cut off his head. If his subordinates and families resist, they will kill them together. Even if they do not resist, some of them are unfavorable to Meng Xuan, and they will kill them together.

Even the people of Zhaoyang County didn’t know how many people died that night. There was a legend that had been circulated here for many years.

"After the thief, Zhaoyang has no heroes!"

"Huh... I feel the state of freedom again..."

During the sudden rain, Meng Xuan suddenly felt a sense of freedom and was slightly stunned.
Chapter completed!