Chapter 2729

"Lord True Immortal! Save me! Save me!"

Seeing the real murderous aura in Liu Qingyang's eyes, Yan Douyun cried out in extreme fear.

"Save you? Does he dare? Yan Douyun, you really shouldn't leave the Spirit Beast Mountain." Liu Qingyang sneered playfully, condensing violent power in his palm, and immediately slammed into Yan Douyun Tian Ling Gai.

Samsung True Immortal didn't dare to take any action at all, it would be good to be able to save his life at this moment.

"No! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Liu Qingyang, stop it!" Yan Douyun shouted desperately, his heart turning green with regret.

None of them expected that the powerhouse of Tianxu Temple would not dare to take action.

Is it possible that the Tianxu Temple is still afraid of the Dragon God Temple?

The Tianxu Temple is not afraid of the Dragon God Temple, but is afraid of the wind and dust.

"Liu Qingyang, stop!" Yan Shuihan roared in panic, endured being seriously injured and shot out, trying to stop Liu Qingyang.

Yan Shuihan, who was seriously injured, could not stop Liu Qingyang at all.

"Master Zhenxian, save my son!" Yan Shuihan shouted anxiously.

A true immortal strong man does not dare to fart.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Liu Qingyang slammed down with a ruthless and ruthless palm, and there was a loud bang. The terrifying force shocked Yan Douyun to vomit blood, his neck shrank, and his figure turned into a black line and fell.

"boom!"

Yan Douyun's body blew a big hole out of Xuanmen Temple Square.

Yan Douyun was already seriously injured, and it was impossible for him to bear Liu Qingyang's terrifying slap.

Yan Douyun died on the spot.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that Big Brother Feng, who was a strong man in Tianxu Temple, didn't know how many he killed, and now there is a more powerful one kneeling in our Luohun Temple." Liu Qingyang sneered mischievously, It's a pity that Yan Douyun couldn't hear it.

If Yan Douyun was still alive, he might be frightened to death.

"Yun'er!" Yan Shuihan roared angrily, his old eyes were wet, his fierce eyes swept towards the true immortal, Yan Shuihan roared angrily: "Why? Why?"

"Because I'm not Feng Wuchen's opponent!" Zhenxian resisted the panic in his heart and said.

Samsung Zhenxian is not Feng Wuchen's opponent?

What about a liar?

The three elders and the Xuanmen Hall Master were all dumbfounded.

At this moment, they really realized how wrong they were.

"Yan Shuihan, don't be so sad, you will be able to see your son soon, and everyone in the Luohun Temple will be able to see it." Feng Wuchen sneered slightly.

"Feng Wuchen!" Yan Shuihan roared angrily, his bloodshot eyes staring at Feng Wuchen with murderous aura.

Feng Wuchen shrugged and sneered: "Don't shout so loudly, no matter how loud you shout, it won't change anything, Yan Shuihan, the people who support you won't work, the opportunity is given, but unfortunately it's useless, if you were safe back then If you do, it will not end like today.”

"..." True immortal powerhouse.

"Qingyang, kill it." Feng Wuchen said ruthlessly.

"Feng Wuchen, the master of this hall will not let you go even if he is a ghost!" Yan Shuihan roared unwillingly.

"You deserve it too? Yan Shuihan, you don't even have the qualifications to be a ghost." Liu Qingyang came over, grinned and sneered, his eyes flashing with murderous aura.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Liu Qingyang punched out, hitting Yan Shuihan's chest, with a bang, the violent force shocked Yan Shuihan to vomit blood, and his body flew out like a cannonball.

Yan Shuihan was seriously injured and could not escape, nor could he bear Liu Qingyang's power.

"Palace Master Luohun, let's go and see your son." Liu Qingyang sneered, condensing a terrifying energy sword with one hand.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

When Liu Qingyang waved his hand, the energy sword burst out like lightning, with a sharp and piercing sonic boom, and the void vibrated violently and exploded wherever it passed.

The three elders of the Luohun Temple were extremely panicked. They couldn't do anything and could only watch helplessly.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

The terrifying energy sword, the moment it penetrated Yan Shuihan, exploded violently, and the violent energy ripples swallowed Yan Shuihan.

After a while, Yan Shuihan's body fell from the terrifying energy ripples, a big hole exploded in his chest, his breath had completely dissipated, and he couldn't die any longer.

The Lord of Luohun Temple fell.

The three elders of Luohun Temple were extremely sad and angry, but they were helpless, unable to move, unable to speak.

It's worse than death.

"Qingyang, kill well!" Yi Tianqing shouted excitedly.

Beidouyan shook his head and sneered: "I could have lived, why bother?"

"You can't live because of your own sin." Miao Qingqing showed no sympathy.

"The Hall Master Luohun was killed..." The Hall Master Xuanmen was so frightened that his heart was broken, he had forgotten the pain of the broken arm, and his old eyes were full of despair.

"Will we also die? It's none of our business. It's the hall master and the senior brother who provoked Feng Wuchen."

"Even if it's none of our business, will Feng Wuchen let us go?"

"I don't want to die yet, my wife is still waiting for me at home."

The disciples of the Xuanmen Temple were in chaos, and they were so frightened that they had no masters, as if the breath of death was already haunting them.

"call out!"

"Chucky!"

Liu Qingyang dodged in front of the three elders of Luohun Temple, and without saying a word, swept past with the holy sword, the moment the sword light flickered, the three elders who could not move were all blocked by a sword.

"call out!"

Killing the three elders with one sword, Liu Qingyang suddenly appeared in front of the master of the Xuanmen Temple.

"Don't...don't kill me..." Xuanmen Hall Master begged for mercy in horror, and knelt down directly.

Feng Wuchen sneered: "I just wanted to kill those four people and take back the Holy Spirit Stone that belonged to us, but you all want to intervene and want to use the Temple of Heaven to kill us. This is a death sentence."

"laugh!"

When the words fell, before the Xuanmen Hall Master could speak, Liu Qingyang had already pierced the throat of the Xuanmen Hall Master with a sword.

"The enemy must die, including you, if you have any last words, please say it." Liu Qingyang walked over step by step with the holy sword in hand, and his cold and murderous eyes swept towards the disciples of the Xuanmen Temple.

With a look, the disciples of the Xuanmen Temple were so frightened that they seemed to have stepped into the gate of hell, their faces were pale, and their bodies were stiff.

"It's none of our business. We don't even know that the Holy Spirit Stone was snatched by Zhao Ming."

"Sir, forgive me, we are all innocent. They did something wrong and offended everyone, why should we bear the consequences? It's not fair to us."

"Your Highness, spare your life."

The disciples of the Xuanmen Temple all begged for mercy in panic.

"Is this your last word?" Liu Qingyang said indifferently, holding the holy sword and bursting out, the cold murderous aura swept like a mountain.

At this moment, the disciples of the Xuanmen Temple were completely desperate.

"Qingyang, forget it, they are right, this matter has nothing to do with them, don't kill innocent people indiscriminately." Ling Xiaoxiao quickly stopped him.

"Our enemy is the Temple of Heaven." Ling Xiaoxiao's icy gaze swept towards the true immortal.