Just as Liu Xun was secretly trying to guess whether the Heaven-Tribbing Monk was there or not, a foreign monk below said to the village chief: "We did not violate the treaty. We did not kill them. They just reached the end of their lives. This is the cycle of nature."
When the foreign monk finished speaking, another foreign monk nearby immediately pulled up a dying villager and laughed: "See? He's not dead yet? We didn't kill him."
The old village chief looked at the villager who was lifted up by the foreign monks, his chest heaving violently. He pointed his finger at the four foreign monks and shouted angrily: "You... You are unreasonable."
Upon hearing this, the foreign monk laughed even louder, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and cut the villager's wrist vein with the dagger. The villager was already dying, and his eyes rolled back. He fell to the ground, bleeding all over the floor.
"See? We didn't kill him, he died on his own." The foreign monk pointed his dagger at the villagers on the ground and laughed, then said: "We didn't kill the people here, understand? Old bastard!"
Liu Xun looked in the direction pointed by the foreign monk and his pupils suddenly contracted. The wall below was almost covered with corpses. Most of the corpses were male. They had one thing in common: they all died of excessive bleeding.
Their wrists were pierced with daggers or sharp objects, and some had their necks pierced with wooden blocks. A rough count revealed that there were more than twenty male corpses alone.
The female corpses were even more horrible to look at, with their clothes torn, their lower bodies covered in blood, and bruises covering almost every inch of their skin. Most of the corpses were young girls.
"Why are you wasting your time talking to these ants? Brothers have had enough fun. Kill them quickly and let's go find the next paradise." A foreign monk showed an impatient expression and glanced at the surviving old, weak and sick people around him with disdain and disgust.
The other three foreign monks nodded, a sharp light flashed in their eyes, and said: "Let's use the old method, bleed them, and then let them fend for themselves. When those Chinese rubbish ask about it in the future, we will have an excuse!"
"Well, smart one. Who will play the game this time? Or shall we decide it by rock-paper-scissors?" A monk drew out a dagger from his waist and said calmly. It was obvious that he was numb to this kind of thing.
"Okay, let's decide it by rock-paper-scissors, haha..." The four foreign monks decided the fate of the Chinese people casually as if they were playing a game, but they only saw the fear and despair in the eyes of the villagers around them, but did not see the icy pupil on the roof.
Four foreign monks were laughing and fighting for the "right to play". Below the house, there were several villager children, their whole bodies were trembling, with fear, despair and confusion in their eyes. It was obvious that everything that happened before their eyes had cast a shadow on their psychology.
The few surviving villagers and the old village chief seemed to have lost all their strength and fell to the ground, but their eyes were filled with hatred and indignation when they looked at the foreign monks.
However, they had no other choice. They had tried to resist, but how could villagers without any cultivation be enemies of the monks? The result of the resistance was the massacre of the whole village. Now they could only leave it to fate and hope that these foreign monks would spare the children.
Liu Xun was no longer in the mood to continue to speculate whether the Heaven-Snatching Monk was nearby. The rage in his heart was like a flame rising into the sky, roaring like a hundred thousand volcanoes erupting! He had already lost his mind.
Human life is worthless. In the eyes of these foreign monks, the people of China are not even as good as the weeds on the ground. The blood of his compatriots around him is still flowing, and the anger in his heart can no longer be expressed in words.
At this moment, he was already furious! He only wanted to kill the four foreign monks in front of him, and had forgotten everything else!
Acting as soon as he thinks has always been Liu Xun's principle of action. No matter what the matter is, no matter what the consequences are, he will do everything he decides to do immediately, and do it with all his strength!
The Qilin Thorn was pulled out from behind, and Liu Xun's pupils turned black and white. There were four monks who were trying to hijack people. Although they were at the first level of the hijacking world, Liu Xun was fighting four people alone, so mistakes were inevitable.
Therefore, he did not dare to underestimate the enemy. With the power of Yin and Yang, his combat power was already comparable to that of Jie Di. It was easy for him to kill these four Jie Di monks.
But what he was afraid of was not these four people, but the alien cultivator whose existence he was not sure, so he wanted to kill these four people in an instant and then leave this place quickly.
The sword flashed, and he jumped down from the roof. It must be said that his speed was really fast. Previously, Liu Xun had only slightly comprehended the One Yuan, but his speed exceeded that of his fellow cultivators, not to mention that he now possessed the power of Yin and Yang. After activating the power of Yin and Yang, his combat power increased a lot.
"Swish!" When Liu Xun landed on the ground, four streaks of blood splashed and four arms fell off. Although he had previously thought of killing these four people immediately, he changed his mind the moment he jumped down. He wanted to retaliate in their own way and let them know the truth that those who kill will be killed.
When Liu Xun's figure appeared, the four foreign monks' eyes were dull for a moment, but then they revealed ferocious expressions.
However, when they saw the arm on the ground, they were stunned for a moment, and finally looked at their shoulders with pale faces, and then let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.
Blood shone again, and four stones on the ground flew up instantly, breaking the teeth of the four foreign monks and stopping their screams.
The villagers around were stunned. It was hard to tell whether they were happy or excited. It was obvious that this sudden scene had made them unable to react.
When the four foreign monks saw Liu Xun's eyes that were devoid of any emotion, their faces turned pale instantly. They wanted to run, but they did not dare to move.
Because they knew that if Liu Xun wanted to kill them, they would have died in that instant! Yes, Liu Xun didn't want to kill them, but only at this moment.
Liu Xun put the bodies of the villagers nailed to the wall on the ground, and took the dagger nailed to the bodies and the spiked wooden board in his hands. Seeing this, the faces of the four foreign monks became even paler, and one of the monks even began to tremble.
They knew what Liu Xun was going to do, because they had just done something similar. Seeing Liu Xun walking towards them step by step, one of the foreign cultivators finally lost his mental endurance and turned around to escape. (To be continued)