Now, Liu Feng is no longer worried that Yang Xingli and they will be threatened by Daozun, and the Drunken Immortal Sword Technique does not have to be used. Those Killing Dao followers below were not Yang Xingli's opponents.

Even Cang Nantian was only a peerless master of the Great Perfection, and he had not broken through to the realm of the grandmaster.

And Yang Xingli and Wen Huang's two daughters, their cultivation has reached the peak of peerless masters, plus the operation of Zhou Tian with one hundred and eight turns, any one person can compete with Cangnan Tian.

The rest, not to mention, even Lin Miaomiao and them can easily deal with it.

Therefore, Liu Feng wanted to torture Qingcang Daozun fiercely, so that others could also take a closer look at what kind of results they would get if they were enemies of themselves.

Seeing Liu Feng's fist-to-flesh blow, the people watching the battle felt a burst of flesh pain, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

Bang!bang......

Liu Feng crossed his fists, neither fast nor slow, and beat Qing Cang Daozun in the air constantly and passively changing directions, his expression was painful, and his eyes were blood-red.

At this moment, Qing Cang Dao Zun knew that today, he would definitely die, and the Dao of Extermination would also disappear. And he, on the other hand, could do nothing.

How can this make Qingcang Daozun willing? Even if he dies, he has to fight vigorously, not to be beaten so aggrieved.

Therefore, in the process of being hit by Liu Feng, Qingcang Daozun opened the sea of qi inch by inch and ran it to all parts of the body. As long as the bloodline is completely filled with internal force, he will let the internal force in the sea of qi completely rush out and explode to death.

The self-detonation of a late-stage grandmaster powerhouse is as powerful as the full force of a great grandmaster's junior powerhouse.

If the self-explosion really succeeds, let alone Liu Feng, who is so close, even the people below, none of them will be spared, and they will all have to be buried together.

But Qing Cang Daozun underestimated Liu Feng again, all of his things were firmly grasped by Liu Feng, how could he let him succeed?

In the last life, Liu Feng blew himself up and died, and he naturally knew the thoughts of the unwilling in despair. From the moment Qingcang Daozun mobilized his internal force to fill his muscles and veins, Liu Feng knew that he was going to choose to blow himself up.

It's just that Liu Feng didn't debunk and stop it at the beginning, and he didn't make a move until the last moment, so that Qingcang Daozun knew what real despair was.

After half a cup of tea, Qingcang Daozun's muscles and veins were about to be filled with internal force, and the self-explosion was immediately successful. And Liu Feng also made a move at this moment.

Shout!

A cold light flashed in the sky, and the sword qi slashed across Qingcang Daozun's shoulder, bringing up a pillar of gushing blood. Qing Cang Daozun's right arm also left his body and fell rapidly.

"Ah~~~"

Qingcang Daozun's wail resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the Vientiane gilt in his mouth also returned to Liu Feng's hands.

Swish!

The column of blood on his shoulders rushed far away, becoming a rain of blood, falling with the wind, and he couldn't stop at all.

Shout!

Liu Feng swung his long sword again, and then slashed Cang Daozun's other arm, and then lifted the blood mist into the sky.

"Ah~~~"

Qing Cang Daozun howled miserably again, which made people tremble.

Due to the strong internal force, the jetted blood column could not be stopped at all, like two red fountains, covering the scorching sun.

Now, no matter how much Qingcang Daozun wanted to explode, it was impossible to achieve it, and the internal force automatically gushed out from the sea of qi, through the veins, and kept leaving the body from the broken place, returning to heaven and earth.

Call!

Just when Qingcang Daozun's blood was about to run dry, Liu Feng suddenly made a move, sealed the acupoint, and stopped the blood flow.

At this time, Qingcang Daozun was already drying up the sea of qi, and his internal strength was weak. Not to mention self-detonation, it is impossible to even save your life.

Liu Feng took a spirit pill, forcibly poured it into Qingcang Daozun, and said with a sneer: "Do you want to die? Do you have my consent? I want you to see with your own eyes that the people who killed the Dao and the Holy Sword Hall died one by one in front of your eyes!"

"Liu Feng!" Qingcang Daozun roared and glared at Liu Feng angrily: "There is a kind of you killing me!"

"Killing you is for sure, but now is not the time. As he spoke, Liu Feng looked down with his eyes and said, "Li'er, don't leave any behind!"

After listening to Liu Feng's words, Yang Xingli and the others didn't need to answer, they immediately raised the blade in their hands, and then pounced on the rest of the people in the Killing Dao and the Holy Sword Temple, igniting the melee again.

And this time, they were also inspired by Liu Feng, and they did not immediately kill their opponents, but tortured them happily, and then sent them back to the West Heaven.

In this way, Yang Xingli and Wen Huang's two daughters dealt with Cang Nantian together, so that Cang Nantian only had the ability to parry, how could he fight back, let alone go to reinforce others.

Originally, even if the remaining followers of Qingcang Daozun were not as strong as Yang Xingli and them, they could launch a counterattack, and it was impossible not to even fight back.

But seeing that Qingcang Dao Zun has become a wasted person, and the other two Dao Zun have died again, where do they still have the fighting spirit and where is the morale? Dao Hearts have been damaged, like a piece of wood, allowing the opponent to cut and kill.

Suddenly, the intact bodies turned into a crippled corpse. Some had their hands cut off, some had their feet chopped off, and the blood gushing out of them stained the roofs red, gurgling and flowing.

Stimulated by the severe pain, these stumps fell to the ground one after another, wailing to the sky, resounding through the sky.

"Stop!

Qingcang Daozun, who was carried by Liu Feng and stayed at a high height, watched his followers fall in a pool of blood one by one and howled, his heart was like a knife, and he opened his mouth to drink.

However, how could Yang Xingli and the others listen to him? Even women such as Yang Xingli and Wen Huang were used to all this, and they didn't feel any discomfort.

"Stop!

Qing Cang Daozun was full of blood and tears, and his heart was extremely painful. He never expected that the final outcome would be like this, he was dignified, but he couldn't do anything about it, he could only watch his followers being murdered by the other party.

"Demons! You're all demons!"

In addition to roaring, Qingcang Daozun only roared, and was lifted by Liu Feng in the wind, like a lost dog.

"Ah~~~"

"Kill me!"

"Please give me a good time!"

On the roof, the corpses in pools of blood opened their mouths and screamed, unable to bear the pain of their severed limbs, and asked their opponents to kill themselves and stop torturing like this.

But the opponent is having fun as if he is playing a fun game. Hearing the wailing roar, he became even more excited, slashing at the supplicants on the ground with a sword.

At this time, Liu Feng also spoke, he looked at Qingcang Daozun with a sneer, and said slowly: "I said, if you want to watch them die one by one, how can you lose your trust?"

"You ......" Qing Cang Daozun's bloody eyes burst into anger, and he roared: "Liu Feng! You can't die well! You can't die well! You wait, someone will make your death ten thousand times more painful than mine!"

Liu Feng sneered: "Yes, it's a pity, you can never see if there will be that day." ”

As he spoke, Liu Feng ordered downward: "Exterminate!"

As soon as the words fell, a cold glow flashed on the roof. Everywhere he passed, a column of blood spurted out, taking away a life.

After just a few breaths, everything calmed down, and only Qingcang Daozun, who Liu Feng was carrying, still had one breath left.

"Miao Miao, I'll leave it to you!"

Liu Feng let out a low snort, let go of Qingcang Daozun, and let him fall from a height.

Sou!

Lin Miaomiao flew up, and there was an extra bottle of corpse powder in her hand, and she didn't care whether Qing Cang Daozun was dead or not, she directly scattered the corpse powder on his body.

"Ah...... Ah......h

In the wailing of Qingcang Daozun, clouds of white smoke rose up, and a living person was stunned. By the time it landed, there were only tattered kaftans.

This scene, like a soldering iron, was deeply seared into the hearts of the spectators and could not be erased.