Dragon God Supreme

”Hall Master Qing River! Hall Master Huang Yao! Quickly come to Luo Hun Holy Hall for support!”

Yan Shuihan’s roar reached the ears of the two hall masters immediately.

”Luo Hun Hall Master?” Hall Master Qing River frowned slightly, detecting Yan Shuihan’s anger and urgency, an unusual fury from him, said seriously, ”I’ve never seen Luo Hun Hall Master so enraged; something major must have happened.”

”Three elders, immediately follow this hall master to Luo Hun Holy Hall!” Hall Master Qing River promptly led three elders to Luo Hun Holy Hall.

On the other side, Hall Master Huang Yao also hurried to Luo Hun Holy Hall with three elders.

It was evident that the two powers had a very good relationship with Luo Hun Holy Hall.

”Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

Soon, above Luo Hun Holy Hall, Hall Masters Qing River and Huang Yao appeared with their contingents, waves of terrifying pressure sweeping out.

Eight Saint Emperor powerhouses, a terrifying lineup.

Feng Wuchen glanced at the eight formidable Saint Emperors and smiled, ”That’s quite a number of helpers.”

Liu Qingyang paid no attention, continuing to stab Yan Douyun madly with a dagger.

”Ah!”

Yan Douyun screamed incessantly, heart-rending.

”Luo Hun Hall Master, what happened?” Hall Master Qing River asked seriously, surveying Feng Wuchen and his group.

Yan Shuihan, filled with murderous aura, snarled with a hideous face, ”Yun’er is about to be ruined by them! I ask everyone to join me in exterminating them all!”

Hall Master Qing River scanned Yan Douyun, the sight shocking him.

What a ghostly sight!

”Hmph! Who dares have such audacity? Who are they?” Hall Master Huang Yao fiercely asked, emanating a strong, domineering aura.

”Right here!” Feng Wuchen sneered.

With a sinister gaze, he examined Feng Wuchen and his group, but when Hall Master Huang Yao saw Long Qianye, he shivered violently, almost losing his balance.

Hall Master Huang Yao thought he was mistaken, rubbing his eyes vigorously.

”Long... Long Qianye...” Hall Master Huang Yao exclaimed in shock, terrified, turning pale.

His appearance was akin to seeing a ghost.

”What? Long Qianye?” Hall Master Qing River and the elders’ faces changed drastically, trembling with fear.

Although Hall Master Qing River hadn’t seen Long Qianye, he had heard of him. Studying Long Qianye closely, there was indeed a mark of the Dragon God Clan on his brow.

”Long Qianye?” Yan Shuihan was dumbfounded too, his body stiff on the spot, his murderous aura and anger vanishing.

Yan Shuihan’s extremely terrified eyes were fixed on Long Qianye. No wonder he was heavily injured by a punch; the opponent turned out to be a protector of the Dragon God Clan.

His son provoked someone from Dragon God Holy Temple and even crippled them.

”It’s over; they are from Dragon God Holy Temple.” The more Yan Shuihan thought about it, the more scared he became, filled with terror, even despair.

Though Long Qianye returned to the Holy Realm not long ago, his power was terrifying. Most major forces’ powerhouses in the Holy Realm knew of his existence, but few had seen Long Qianye.

”Someone actually recognizes this protector.” Long Qianye smiled slightly.

Realizing Feng Wuchen and his group’s identity after recognizing Long Qianye, Yan Shuihan dared not act.

Hall Masters Qing River and Huang Yao, along with the eight Saint Emperors, also dared not make a move, only watching Liu Qingyang brutally assault Yan Douyun in terror.

In the face of a terrifying giant like Dragon God Holy Temple, they were mere ants doomed to die if they resisted.

Yan Douyun’s body was slashed countless times by Liu Qingyang, his clothes stained with blood, no longer recognizable as himself.

”Time for the feet now.” Liu Qingyang said coldly, looking heartless.

”...” Yan Douyun was extremely frightened, unable to speak to beg for mercy.

Yan Douyun knew pleading was useless.

Liu Qingyang was a complete devil.

”Bang!”

”Crack!”

”Ah!”

Liu Qingyang kicked Yan Douyun’s knee, shattering the bone, the intense pain making the weakened Yan Douyun scream miserably like a slaughtered pig.

”Yun’er...” Yan Shuihan gritted his teeth, clenching his fists, but dared not interfere.

If he intervened, not only would Yan Shuihan die, but the entire Luo Hun Holy Hall might be implicated.

”Bang!”

”Crack!”

”Ah!”

Liu Qingyang kicked the opposite knee, breaking the kneecap, causing Yan Douyun to scream from the pain once again.

Not finished yet!

Crushing Yan Douyun’s kneecaps, he finally knelt!

”Ah!” At the moment of kneeling, the piercing pain felt like thousands of arrows traversing Yan Douyun’s body.

That intense pain was unbearable for any human.

”Isn’t this how you crippled me back then, huh? Feel the pain now? Is it bittersweet?” Liu Qingyang asked coldly, like a devil’s voice.

”Oh, and you ruined my hand too!” Liu Qingyang said coldly.

”Crack! Crack!”

Speaking, Liu Qingyang grabbed Yan Douyun’s hands, twisting them fiercely, breaking them, exposing the bones, blood gushing forth, rendering Yan Douyun unconscious.

”Yun’er!” Yan Shuihan was extremely fearful and worried, wanting to save his son but dared not act; he wouldn’t risk the entire Luo Hun Holy Hall.

”Gulp...” Thousands of disciples from Luo Hun Holy Hall were terrified by Liu Qingyang’s ruthless methods.

Hall Masters Qing River and Huang Yao, witnessing this, were shaken too, cold sweat pouring.

Never had they seen such savage, vicious methods.

”Passing out from this little pain? Is it that easy?” Liu Qingyang said coldly, releasing his grip, Yan Douyun collapsing like a heap of mud.

”My revenge, Liu Qingyang’s revenge, is not something ordinary people can withstand,” Liu Qingyang said coldly, mercilessly stomping down.

”Crack!”

”Ah!”

Liu Qingyang crushed Yan Douyun’s wrist underfoot, the flesh and bone completely shattered, the agonizing pain reviving the unconscious Yan Douyun, causing him to scream again.

Not finished yet!

”Crack! Crack!”

Liu Qingyang proceeded with crushing Yan Douyun’s other hand and both feet, a bloodstained scene.

Yan Douyun was utterly crippled.

”Kill me, please, kill me!” Yan Douyun now only yearned for death, lacking the courage to live; his fear at unimaginable levels.

”Want to die? Too easy. Even killing you five hundred times wouldn’t ease my hatred,” Liu Qingyang said icily, ”I will throw you to Spirit Beast Mountain, at the place you crippled me, where you’ll live in fear forever.”

”Iron Tiger, take Yan Douyun to Spirit Beast Mountain. I’ll pay a hundred billion gold coins to ask Shopkeeper Su to send people to guard him, shouting in his ears daily, letting him enjoy it. I’ll have him cultivate there for ten years, and should anything happen, Luo Hun Holy Hall will be my first stop!” Liu Qingyang said ruthlessly and mercilessly.