Chapter 2731
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True Immortal! Save me! Save me! "
Seeing the killing intent in Liu Qingyang's eyes, Yan Douyun screamed in fear.
"Save you? Does he dare to? Yan Douyun, you shouldn't have left Spirit Beast Mountain. " Liu Qingyang laughed coldly. He gathered a violent force in his palm and slammed it towards Yan Douyun's head.
The Three Star True Immortal did not dare to move. It was good enough that he could survive.
"No! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Liu Qingyang, stop! "Yan Douyun screamed in despair. He was so regretful that his intestines turned green.
They did not expect that the Heavenly Void Holy Hall cultivators did not dare to attack.
Was the Heavenly Void Holy Hall afraid of the Dragon God Temple?
The Heavenly Void Holy Hall was not afraid of the Dragon God Temple, but of Feng Wuchen.
"Liu Qingyang, stop!" Yan Shuihan screamed in fear. He endured his injuries and tried to stop Liu Qingyang.
But the severely injured Yan Shuihan could not stop Liu Qingyang.
"True Immortal, save my son!" Yan Shuihan screamed anxiously.
The True Immortal did not dare to fart.
"Boom!"
"Poof!"
Liu Qingyang slammed his palm down mercilessly. With a loud explosion, the terrifying force caused Yan Douyun to spit out blood. His neck shrank and his body turned into a black line as he fell.
"Boom!"
Yan Douyun's corpse created a huge hole in the square of the Xuan Sect Holy Hall.
Yan Douyun was already severely injured. He could not withstand Liu Qingyang's terrifying palm.
Yan Douyun died on the spot.
"Oh yes, I forgot to tell you. Brother Feng has killed countless Heavenly Void Holy Hall cultivators. There is an even stronger one kneeling in our Luo Hun Holy Hall." Liu Qingyang laughed coldly. Unfortunately, Yan Douyun could not hear him.
If Yan Douyun was still alive, he would have been scared to death.
"Yun 'er!" Yan Shuihan screamed in anger. His eyes were wet as he looked at the True Immortal. Yan Shuihan screamed in anger, "Why? Why? "
"Because I am no match for Feng Wuchen!" The True Immortal suppressed the fear in his heart and said.
A Three-star True Immortal was no match for Feng Wuchen?
Who are you trying to fool?
The three elders and the Leader of the Celestial Sect of Wonders were all dumbfounded.
It was only at this moment that they realized how wrong they were.
"Yan Shuihan, don't be so sad. You'll be able to see your son soon. Everyone in the Luo Hun Temple will be able to see him." Feng Wuchen sneered.
"Feng Wuchen!" Yan Shuihan roared in grief and indignation. His bloodshot eyes stared at Feng Wuchen, and his murderous aura soared to the sky.
Feng Wuchen shrugged and sneered, "Don't shout so loudly. No matter how loudly you shout, it won't change anything. Yan Shuihan, the people who supported you were useless. They gave you a chance, but it was useless. If you had known your place, you wouldn't have ended up like this."
"…" The True Immortal expert was speechless.
"Qingyang, kill him." Feng Wuchen said mercilessly.
"Feng Wuchen, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!" Yan Shuihan roared in indignation.
"You think you're worthy? Yan Shuihan, you don't even have the right to be a ghost. "Liu Qingyang flashed over and sneered. His eyes flashed with a murderous aura.
"Boom!"
"Puff!"
Liu Qingyang punched out and hit Yan Shuihan's chest. With a boom, the violent force caused Yan Shuihan to spit out blood. His body shot out like a cannonball.
Yan Shuihan was severely injured and couldn't dodge at all. He also couldn't withstand Liu Qingyang's strength.
"Luohun Temple Lord, go and see your son." Liu Qingyang sneered and condensed a terrifying energy sword with one hand.
"Whoosh!"
"Buzz!"
As Liu Qingyang waved his hand, the energy sword shot out like a bolt of lightning, bringing with it a sharp and ear-piercing sonic boom. Wherever it passed, the void violently shook and exploded.
The three elders of the Luohun Temple panicked. They couldn't do anything but watch.
"Rumble!"
"Buzz!"
The moment the terrifying energy sword pierced through Yan Shuihan, it exploded. The violent energy ripples swallowed Yan Shuihan.
After a while, Yan Shuihan's body fell from the terrifying energy ripples. There was a big hole in his chest. His life force had completely dissipated. He couldn't be more dead.
The Luohun Temple Lord had fallen.
The three elders of the Luohun Temple were furious, but there was nothing they could do. They couldn't move or speak.
It was worse than death.
"Qingyang, good job!" Yi Tianqing shouted excitedly.
Beidou Yan shook his head and sneered. "Why did you have to do this when you could have lived?"
"You asked for it." Miao Qingqing didn't have the slightest sympathy.
"The Luohun Temple Lord has been killed …" The Temple Lord was so scared that he forgot the pain of losing his arm. His eyes were full of despair.
"Are we going to die too? This has nothing to do with us. It's the Temple Lord and Senior Brother who provoked Feng Wuchen. "
"Even if it has nothing to do with us, 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 Xuan Sect panicked. They were scared out of their wits. It was as if the aura of death had already surrounded them.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Liu Qingyang flashed in front of the three elders of the Luohun Temple. Without saying a word, he took out the Holy Sword and swept it across. The moment the sword flashed, the three elders who couldn't move had their throats slit.
"Whoosh!"
After killing the three elders, Liu Qingyang's figure suddenly flashed in front of the Temple Lord of the Xuan Sect.
"Don't … don't kill me …" The Temple Lord begged in fear and knelt down.
Feng Wuchen laughed coldly, "I only wanted to kill the four of them and take back the Holy Spirit Stones that belonged to us. But you guys just had to interfere. You even wanted to use the Heavenly Void Temple to kill us. This is a capital offense."
"Whoosh!"
Before the leader of the Celestial Sect of Wonders could speak, Liu Qingyang had already pierced his throat with his sword.
"All enemies must die, including you guys. If you have any last words, say them quickly." Liu Qingyang walked over with the Holy Sword in his hand. His cold and murderous gaze swept across the disciples of the Xuan Sect.
With one look, the disciples of the Xuan Sect were so scared that they felt as if they had stepped into the gates of hell. Their faces turned pale and their bodies stiffened.
"This has nothing to do with us. We didn't even know that the Holy Spirit Stones were stolen by Zhao Ming."
"Sir, please spare our lives. We are innocent. They did something wrong and offended all of you. Why do we have to bear the consequences? This isn't fair to us. "
"Sir Supreme, please spare our lives."
The disciples of the Xuan Sect begged in fear.
"Are these your last words?" Liu Qingyang said coldly. With the Holy Sword in his hand, he shot out. The cold murderous aura swept out like a tsunami.
At this moment, the disciples of the Xuan Sect were in complete despair.
"Qingyang, forget it. They are right. This has nothing to do with them. Don't kill the innocent." Ling Xiaoxiao stopped him.
"Our enemy is the Heavenly Void Temple." Ling Xiaoxiao's cold gaze swept across the True Immortal.
(End of Chapter)
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