Chapter 2508

"My brother didn't provoke you, didn't offend you, and didn't know you, that is to say, there was no grievance and no grudges, and as a result, your hands and feet were abolished, and he was severely injured and almost died."

"It's all Yan Douyun's bullying too much, relying on the strong to bully the weak, and he himself admitted it. Now I want to abolish Yan Douyun's hands and feet, isn't it too much?"

"As for me, I never bully others, but I will never be bullied by others, and I will never 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 powerful, which made people feel scared.

"If you want to ruin my son's hands and feet, it depends on your ability!" Yan Shuihan shouted angrily, his terrifying aura locked on Feng Wuchen.

"Boy, do you want to abolish me?" Yan Douyun glanced at Feng Wuchen fiercely, and said with a cold sneer, "Then come and try."

"Qingyang, you can deal with him any way you want, as long as you are satisfied." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Just him?" 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 doesn't believe that Liu Qingyang can surpass him in a short period of time, because that's impossible.

"By the way, Hall Master Luo Hun, I think it is necessary to remind you not to interfere, or you will be at your own risk." Feng Wuchen smiled brilliantly.

Yan Shuihan sneered contemptuously, they could see at a glance what Liu Qingyang's cultivation was, and he couldn't be Yan Douyun's opponent at all.

Looking at Liu Qingyang with disdain, Yan Douyun sneered: "Come on, take revenge, I will let you take the shot first."

Liu Qingyang's eyes narrowed, flickering fiercely, violent and majestic power burst out with all his strength, and his combat power instantly soared to the realm of a four-star holy king.

"Your end will be very tragic!" Liu Qingyang sneered playfully, and slapped him with a slap.

"This sentence is also for you!" Yan Douyun said with a grin, and wanted to attack at an even more astonishing speed.

"What?" But at the moment when Yan Douyun was about to start, he found that his body couldn't move, and he couldn't move any force.

"Snapped!"

Liu Qingyang slapped Yan Douyun's face with a fierce slap, and the crisp sound instantly made the disciples of Luohun Temple stunned, and everyone's eyes widened.

"What? Didn't the young palace master escape? He actually slapped him?"

"What's going on? Did the Young Palace Master do it on purpose? No way?"

"Young Palace Master didn't make a move! What's the situation?"

The disciples of Luohun Temple were all confused.

"What's the matter with the young palace master?" The three elders were also confused and didn't know what Yan Douyun was doing.

"Yun'er, what's going on?" Yan Shuihan asked with a frown, his old face extremely gloomy.

"Father, my body can't move, I can't stimulate my energy, and there are strong emperors." Yan Douyun shouted, feeling aggrieved and angry.

"Snapped!"

As soon as Yan Douyun finished speaking, Liu Qingyang slapped him again.

When Yan Shuihan heard it, he instantly exploded with anger, his face became hideous, and he roared at Feng Wuchen and others: "How can there be such a reason, does it really mean that the master of this hall does not exist?"

"Don't forget my reminder just now." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"The master of this hall will let you die without a corpse!" Yan Shuihan could no longer bear it.

But just as Yan Shuihan was about to make his move, Long Qianye had appeared in front of him in an instant, so fast that no one could react.

Including Yan Shuihan.

Long Qianye didn't speak, his face was expressionless, and he looked as if Yan Shuihan didn't exist.

"Whoever dares to stop the master of this hall will die!" Yan Shuihan gritted his teeth and roared, instantly bursting out with all his strength, and punching Long Qianye with one 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 suddenly changed dramatically, becoming extremely frightened, followed by a bang, Yan Shuihan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body was like a terrifying cannonball, piercing the main palace, blasting a huge giant palace from the huge main palace. Hole.

With one punch, Yan Shuihan was blown away, and Yan Shuihan was severely injured.

The power of Long Qianye's punch was absolutely terrifying.

If Long Qianye is willing, this punch can instantly kill Yan Shuihan.

"Palace Master!" The faces of the three elders changed drastically, and their souls were scared away.

"Father!" Yan Douyun's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what he saw.

"This...is this too scary?" Tiehu's eyes almost popped out.

Su Qian was too frightened to speak, with a look of extreme horror.

Yan Shuihan was punched and vomited blood, is this possible?

Who would believe it if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes?

Thousands of disciples in Luohun Temple were stunned again, their expressions were full of fear and disbelief, and they were motionless, like petrification.

How is this going?

Yan Shuihan is in the realm of five-star saint emperor, and his strength is absolutely terrifying.

However, in front of Long Qianye, he was so vulnerable.

"Everyone has warned you, but you don't listen, you have to court death! It's really hard to serve!" Long Qianye scolded.

The three elders were stunned, their previously cold and arrogant expressions were replaced by fear.

Thousands of disciples in Luohun Temple also began to fall into fear, their faces were pale and their bodies were trembling.

At this moment, they fully understood that these people's strength is very terrifying, and they don't take Luohun Temple seriously at all.

This time Yan Douyun provokes a big man they can't afford to offend!

"Snapped!"

Liu Qingyang slapped Yan Douyun on the face again, and said fiercely: "What? Are you worried about your father?"

The crisp applause made the disciples of Luohun Temple tremble with fear.

"Who the hell are you?" Yan Douyun asked gloomily, panicking in his heart.

Yan Shuihan's terrifying strength was blown away by Long Qianye with one punch. What arrogant capital does Yan Douyun have?

"Snapped!"

Liu Qingyang slapped it hard and said coldly, "Are you qualified to know? Weren't you very arrogant and arrogant just now? What? Are you afraid now?"

"Clap!"

After he finished speaking, he slapped two slaps, and Liu Qingyang said again: "I said, you will regret it, and I will make you feel the pain."

"Some kind of kill me!" Yan Douyun shouted angrily, he would rather die than be trampled on by such insults.

"It's not that easy for you to die. You can only die if I allow you to die!" Liu Qingyang said fiercely.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Pfft!"

Liu Qingyang's fierce slap slapped Yan Douyun's face frantically. The latter vomited blood again and again, his face was red and swollen, and blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Yan Douyun being slapped madly, the disciples of the Luohun Temple subconsciously covered their faces, fearful to the extreme.

Liu Qingyang grabbed Yan Douyun's long hair and asked coldly: "When I was in the Spirit Beast Mountain, did it feel good to lean on the strong and bully the weak? Do you feel like you are invincible in the world? Remember how you dealt with me? I am I remember it clearly."