Chapter 2508: Crazy revenge (1)

"My brother didn't provoke you, didn't offend you, let alone know you, which means he has no grievances and no grudges. As a result, he was abolished by you, severely injured, and almost died."
"This is because Yan Douyun is deceiving people too much, relying on the strong to bully the weak, he himself admitted, I am going to abolish Yan Douyun's hands and feet now, is it not too much?"
"As for me, I never bully others, but I will never be bullied, let alone let my people be bullied and humiliated by others!"
Feng Wuchen looked at everyone and asked with a smile, and finally his tone became cold and strong, which made people feel scared.
"If you want to use my hands and feet, it depends on your ability!" Yan Shuihan shouted angrily, locking Feng Wuchen with a terrifying breath.
"Boy, do you want to destroy me?" Yan Douyun glanced fiercely at Feng Wuchen, then sneered coldly: "Then you can try it."
"Qingyang, you can deal with him whatever you want, even if you shoot, you are satisfied." Feng Wuchen sneered.
"Just his waste?" Yan Douyun glanced at Liu Qingyang disdainfully, and said with a grin: "Since you came to die by yourself, I will fulfill you!"
Yan Douyun didn't believe that Liu Qingyang could surpass him in a short period of time because it was impossible.
"By the way, Palace Master Luohun, I think it is necessary to remind you not to interfere, otherwise you will be at your own risk." Feng Wuchen smiled brightly.
Yan Shuihan sneered contemptuously. They could tell at a glance what Liu Qingyang's cultivation was, and it was impossible for them to be Yan Douyun's opponent.
Looking at Liu Qingyang with disdain, Yan Douyun sneered: "Come on, take revenge, I'll let you take action first."
Liu Qingyang's eyes narrowed and flickered fiercely, his violent and vigorous power burst out with all his strength, and his fighting power instantly soared to the realm of a four-star saint king.
"Your end will be tragic!" Liu Qingyang said with a sneer, and slapped him.
"This sentence is also for you!" Yan Douyun grinned and wanted to attack at an even more alarming speed.
"What?" But at the moment when Yan Douyun was about to do it, he found that his body could no longer move, and no force could be activated.
"Snapped!"
Liu Qingyang slapped Yan Douyun's face fiercely, and the sound of a crisp sound made the disciples of Luohun Temple dumbfounded, and everyone's eyes widened.
"What? Didn't the young palace master avoid it? Actually slapped him?"
"What's the matter? Did the Young Master deliberately? No way?"
"The Young Hallmaster didn't make a move! What's the situation?"
The disciples of Luohun Temple were all at a loss.
"What's the matter with the Young Hallmaster?" The three elders were also confused, not knowing what Yan Douyun was doing.
"Yun'er, what's the matter?" Yan Shuihan asked with a frown, his old face extremely gloomy.
"Father, my body can't move, I can't stimulate energy, there is a strong Saint Emperor." Yan Douyun shouted, aggrieved and angry.
"Snapped!"
As soon as Yan Douyun finished speaking, Liu Qingyang slapped it up again.
When Yan Shuihan heard this, he burst into anger in an instant, and his face became savage, and shouted at Feng Wuchen and others: "Why does this make sense, is there really no such thing as the Lord of the Palace?"
"Don't forget my reminder." Feng Wuchen sneered.
"The Lord of the Hall makes you die without corpses!" Yan Shuihan was already unbearable.
But at the moment when Yan Shuihan was about to make a move, Long Qianye had appeared in front of him in an instant, so fast that everyone didn't react.
Including Yan Shuihan.
Long Qianye didn't speak, his face was expressionless, and Yan Shuihan was improperly present.
"Whoever dares to stop the Lord of the Hall will have to die!" Yan Shuihan gritted his teeth and roared, bursting out with all his strength in an instant, blasting Long Qianye with a punch.
Yan Shuihan knew that Long Qianye's strength was not weak, and he had to do his best.
"boom!"
"puff!"
The moment Yan Shuihan punched, his face changed drastically, and he became extremely frightened. Then with a loud explosion, Yan Shuihan spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body shape was like a terrifying cannonball. It penetrated the main palace and exploded the huge main palace. hole.
One punch blasted Yan Shuihan into the air and severely injured Yan Shuihan.
The power of Long Qianye's punch was absolutely terrifying.
If Long Qianye is willing, this punch can kill Yan Shuihan in seconds.
"Hall Master!" The faces of the three elders changed drastically, and their souls were all scared away.
"Father!" Yan Douyun's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he saw.
"This...this is too scary, right?" Tiehu's eyes almost stared out.
Su Qian was so scared that she couldn't speak, she looked extremely frightened.
Yan Shuihan was fisted and vomited blood. Is this possible?
If you don't see it with your own eyes, who can believe it?
Thousands of disciples in Luohun Temple were stunned again, their expressions full of fear and disbelief, motionless, like petrified.
How is this going?
Yan Shuihan is a five-star saint emperor, and his strength is absolutely terrifying.
However, in front of Long Qianye, it was so vulnerable.
"People have reminded you, they don't listen, they have to die! It's really hard to wait!" Long Qianye cursed.
The three elders were shocked, and the previously cold and arrogant expressions had been replaced by fear.
Thousands of disciples of Luohun Temple also began to fall into fear, their faces pale and trembling all over.
At this moment, they fully understood that these people were very terrifying in strength, and they didn't take Luohun Temple seriously.
This time Yan Douyun provokes a big man they can't afford to offend!
"Snapped!"
Liu Qingyang slapped Yan Douyun's face again, and said fiercely: "What? Are you worried about your father?"
The crisp applause made the disciples of Luohun Temple tremble.
"Who on earth are you?" Yan Douyun asked gloomily, panicking in his heart.
Yan Shuihan's terrifying strength was blown away by Long Qianye with a punch. What arrogant capital does Yan Douyun have?
"Snapped!"
Liu Qingyang slapped it up and said coldly: "Are you qualified to know? Aren't you very arrogant and arrogant just now? Why? Are you afraid now?"
"Flap!"
After speaking, two slapped hands, Liu Qingyang said again: "I said, you will regret it, and I will make you feel bad."
"Someone killed me!" Yan Douyun shouted angrily. He would rather die than be trampled by such insults.
"It's not that easy if you want to die. You can die only if I allow you to die!" Liu Qingyang said fiercely.
"Fuck!"
"Puff!"
Liu Qingyang's fierce slap slapped Yan Douyun frantically on Yan Douyun's face. The latter vomited blood again and again, his face was red and swollen, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
Seeing Yan Douyun being frantically pumped, the disciples of Luohun Temple subconsciously covered their faces, fearing to the extreme.
Liu Qingyang grabbed Yan Douyun's long hair and asked coldly: "When I was in Ling Beast Mountain, did it feel good to rely on the strong and bully the weak? Do you feel that you are invincible? Do you remember how you dealt with me? I am I remember it clearly."