Chapter 2509

"What about your arrogance just now? What about your defiant eyes? Where have they gone?"

"Aren't you the young master of the Luohun Temple? How did you become so embarrassed? Don't you think you are very powerful?"

"Frankly, I really appreciate you giving me the opportunity to show you how terrible my revenge is and how cruel my methods are!"

"I still remember you said that in front of the strong, the weak should not stand up. I am standing in front of you now, and I keep slapping you in the face of the strong. Everyone in the Luohun Temple is watching."

Every word of Liu Qingyang completely revealed the resentment and anger in his heart at this moment.

Yan Douyun's red and swollen face was extremely ferocious, and he roared: "Stinky boy, how dare you insult this young master, I will never forgive you!"

Yan Douyun regretted not killing Liu Qingyang.

"What if I insulted you? Not only did I insult you, but I also slapped you in front of everyone in the Luohun Temple, so what? What can you do to me?" Liu Qingyang roared fiercely.

"boom!"

"what!"

The monstrous anger gushed out, Liu Qingyang slammed Yan Douyun's face with a punch, and directly collapsed Yan Douyun's nose, blood spurted out, and the severe pain finally made Yan Douyun scream.

"Master of the Young Palace." The three elders were all panicked, but they could only watch, and did not dare to make a move.

"Gollum..."

Thousands of disciples in Luohun Temple couldn't help swallowing their spit in horror. The intense fear came from the depths of their souls, making them irresistible.

"It turns out that you will hurt too." Liu Qingyang said fiercely.

"Did you know? Since I was born and experienced so many things, I have never had such a strong impulse to kill." Liu Qingyang roared in a low voice, trying his best to restrain the anger in his heart.

"I will never spare you! Absolutely!" Yan Douyun roared frantically.

"Don't worry, my revenge has just begun, and when I'm done with it, you will come again." Liu Qingyang said fiercely, and a dagger appeared on the palm of his hand as he turned over.

Liu Qingyang clenched the dagger tightly and stroked Yan Douyun's face a few times, and he stroked slowly, saying with satisfaction, "The dagger is still sharp."

"You... What do you want to do? If you kill me, none of you want to leave alive!" Facing the threat of death, Yan Douyun began to panic.

Liu Qingyang said expressionlessly: "Cut your ears!"

"What? No...don't!" Yan Douyun panicked completely, struggling frantically, but it was impossible to break free from this invisible and terrifying force.

"Stop!" Yan Shuihan's roar suddenly came, and Yan Shuihan, who was seriously injured, flew back.

"Palace Master!" Seeing Yan Shuihan coming back, the three elders felt relieved.

At least alive.

"Palace Lord Luohun, don't forget my reminder, otherwise you will be at your own risk." Feng Wuchen reminded again, with a bright smile on his face.

Yan Shuihan was shocked, and looked at Long Qianye in horror, and then at his son who had turned into a pig's head and was being tyrannized by Liu Qingyang.

"laugh!"

"what!"

The dagger in his hand fell, one ear flew out, and Yan Douyun screamed again.

"Yun'er!" Yan Shuihan roared anxiously.

"My ears! My ears!" Yan Douyun shouted in horror.

"laugh!"

"what!"

Liu Qingyang swung out a dagger again, Yan Douyun flew out another ear, and the severe pain made Yan Douyun scream again.

Liu Qingyang's brutal and ruthless method scared the Luohun Temple disciple to the point where his heart was broken, his body trembled violently, and the timid disciple passed out on the spot.

"Father! Help me! Help me!" Yan Douyun cried out in horror for help.

Feng Wuchen sneered and said: "Your father can't save you! Didn't you just say that? The weak should be humble in front of the strong, and the strong should do what the weak want the weak to do, not stupidly resist. "

"Stop it!" Yan Shuihan yelled in panic: "Isn't it enough that my son is tortured like this? What do you guys want?"

"Your son agrees to take revenge, and I also said that until my brother is satisfied, my brother is just starting, your son is not good at teaching, my brother will teach you, and besides, my brother only slapped a few times and cut it. Just two ears, what is this?" Feng Wuchen spread his hands and smiled.

The face is swollen into a pig's head, how many slaps?

What if two ears were cut off?

"Yan Douyun, do you still remember where you hit me?" Liu Qingyang asked fiercely, at this moment it was Liu Qingyang, like a cold-blooded and ruthless demon.

Hearing this, Yan Douyun's eyes widened instantly, and intense fear flooded into his heart.

"No! No! No!" Yan Douyun roared in extreme fear.

Yan Douyun was really scared, and his bowels were turning green with regret at this moment.

"Boom!"

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Liu Qingyang slammed a palm on Yan Douyun's chest, and the violent force shocked Yan Douyun to vomit blood, and then kicked Yan Douyun's abdomen again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

Yan Douyun couldn't move, couldn't urge his energy, and could only let Liu Qingyang beat him violently.

That kind of pain made Yan Douyun feel more uncomfortable than death.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Puff puff!"

The fierce and fierce fists all slammed into Yan Douyun's chest, with extremely violent power, all the bones in his chest were broken, his internal organs were severely damaged, he vomited blood again and again, and he was seriously injured in the blink of an eye.

Yan Douyun was seriously injured, so Long Qianye withdrew his strength.

The power that trapped Yan Douyun disappeared, and Yan Douyun, who was seriously injured, was unable to support him, so he wanted to kneel down.

Liu Qingyang grabbed Yan Douyun's neckline and lifted it up, and said coldly, "We'll come one by one before we kneel down."

"You...you are a devil! Kill...kill me." Yan Douyun said weakly, he just wanted to die now!

Liu Qingyang grinned evilly and said, "I said, you can't die without my permission, you can only die when I let you die!"

"Chucky!"

"what!"

Liu Qingyang held a dagger in his hand, and instantly cut off Yan Douyun's veins in his hands and feet, and the intense pain hit his brain again, causing Yan Douyun to scream.

"Stop! Stop!" Yan Shuihan roared furiously, his internal organs were tumbling violently, but he still didn't dare to shoot.

Yan Shuihan knew very well that if he made a move, Long Qianye would definitely kill him!

"Palace Master Luohun, don't worry, your son won't die, my brother doesn't seem to intend to kill him, at most he will become a waste." Feng Wuchen smiled slightly.

"Crap? You dare! Don't think that the master of this hall is afraid of you! It's a big deal!" Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Yan Shuihan went out of his way and roared: "Palace Master Qinghe! Palace Master Huang Yao! Quickly come to Luohun Temple to support !"

"To die together?" Feng Wuchen said disapprovingly: "I'm looking forward to it, don't let me down."