A Thousand Slices! Dugu Bo, This Taste Doesn't Feel Good, Right?!

Qian Daoliu looked at Yu Tianheng, whose mentality had collapsed and who was cursing fiercely at Dugu Bo, and said indifferently, "How noisy..."

He swung the Angel Holy Sword in his hand, and a golden sword light flashed.

With a squelch, blood spurted out like a fountain, and Yu Tianheng's left arm was severed on the spot, the broken limb falling to the ground.

"Ah!!!! My hand! My arm!"

Yu Tianheng let out a blood-curdling scream, his voice heart-rending, and his face twitched violently from the pain, his features horribly distorted.

However, Qian Daoliu's movements showed no intention of stopping, the Angel Holy Sword tracing one sword light after another across the air.

"Squelch..."

"Squelch..."

"Squelch..."

The sound of the holy sword slicing through flesh rang out one after another, and Yu Tianheng's right arm followed by his legs were successively severed.

"Ah-ah-ah-ah!!!"

The heart-rending screams tore through the night sky. With all four limbs severed and reduced to a human torso, Yu Tianheng convulsed wildly all over, the intense pain making his eyeballs almost burst out from their sockets, and the man himself nearly going into immediate shock.

"Qian Daoliu! You bastard, I'll screw your ancestors, I won't let you off even if I go to hell!" Yu Tianheng cursed. "If you have the guts, if you have the guts, just give me a quick death! Kill me, kill me!"

Compared to this painful torture, dying easily might perhaps be considered a release for him.

Facing Yu Tianheng's curses and his demands to kill him directly, Qian Daoliu acted as if he hadn't heard. He simply curled his fingertip and then flicked it lightly.

The crimson-golden divine flames burning on the Angel Holy Sword swept across the night sky and landed on Yu Tianheng's body. The fierce fire hissed and burned, slowly, bit by bit, reducing him to ashes.

"Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!"

"Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!"

"Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!"

The shrill shrieks resounded through the night sky—so grating, so soul-stirring, and so terrifying.

Dugu Yan beside them trembled all over, her tears and snot merging into a mess. She looked in terror at Yu Tianheng being burned to ashes bit by bit by the golden flames, her inner fear reaching its absolute peak!

She knew very well that once Yu Tianheng died, her turn would come next, and she would probably suffer an even more miserable fate than Yu Tianheng!

Dugu Bo, kneeling on the ground, watched Yu Tianheng turn to ashes right before his eyes. "Hahaha, it's good that he's dead!"

"Old man, I was blind back then to have actually agreed to let such a man become my granddaughter's man! Hahahaha!"

Having finished dealing with Yu Tianheng, Qian Daoliu withdrew his gaze. He first looked at Dugu Yan, observing her terrified appearance, and then looked over at the foolishly laughing Dugu Bo.

"Dugu Bo, old man said it! I am going to make you watch with your own eyes how your granddaughter is sliced to pieces by me!"

"Yanyan! No! Qian Daoliu, you can't do this!"

With his eyes split and veins bulging, Dugu Bo convulsed madly on the ground. "I was the one who helped Tang San, and I was the old man who caused the death of your granddaughter!"

"All the sins should rightfully be borne by me. Kill me, kill me, I beg you, let Yanyan go!!!"

"Let her go?" Qian Daoliu held the sword as he walked toward Dugu Yan, smiling with a desolateness that shook the earth. "How despairing was my granddaughter when she died? Clearly she was such a genius, clearly she had the highest hope of inheriting the Angel God Position and becoming a god!"

"Let your granddaughter go? How is that possible? Don't harbor any illusions. Not only will the old man kill her, but I won't let her die easily either!"

"Don't come over... Don't come over!" Dugu Yan looked at the closing-in Qian Daoliu, crying with a face full of tears, and cried out to him for help. "Grandpa, save me! Yanyan doesn't want to die yet! Grandpa, save Yanyan! Yanyan doesn't want to die!"

"Yanyan! Yanyan!"

Dugu Bo wanted to get up, wanted to save his granddaughter, wanted to protect her, but Qian Daoliu's pressure as a Rank 99 Peerless Douluo pressed down upon him, rendering him completely unable to move an inch.

He could only watch with his own eyes—watch with his own eyes as Qian Daoliu walked up to his granddaughter and then swung the Angel Holy Sword.

"Squelch..."

The Angel Holy Sword pierced into Dugu Yan's shoulder, then was slowly pulled out and pierced in again, over and over, once, twice, yet again!

Qian Daoliu controlled it with extreme precision, every single sword stroke avoiding Dugu Yan's fatal vitals without harming her life!

"Ah! It hurts so much! Grandpa, it hurts so much! Grandpa!" Dugu Yan emitted a grating sound. "Ah!!! Grandpa! Save me, Grandpa! Quickly save Yanyan!"

"Yanyan! Yanyan!"

Dugu Bo's eye sockets bloodshot, two lines of blood tears rolled down his cheeks, and he banged his head against the ground like a madman.

Pain! Too painful!

This sense of despair at watching his granddaughter being sliced to pieces by Qian Daoliu with his own eyes while being utterly powerless to do anything was simply too painful. How he wished the injured one was himself, and not his granddaughter Dugu Yan!

"Qian Daoliu, you beast! She is still just a child in her twenties, how could you be so cruel?" Dugu Bo said.

"A child?!" Qian Daoliu ruthlessly swung the Angel Holy Sword in his hand, strike after strike landing on Dugu Yan's body with increasing speed. "My Xiao Xue was also a child in the eyes of this old man!"

"When you stood by Tang San's side playing the jackal to the tiger, harming my Xiao Xue, did you ever consider that Xiao Xue was also a child?"

"Your child is a child, but is this old man's granddaughter not a child?" As his voice fell, a trace of impatience flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes, and he backhanded a strike toward Dugu Bo!

"Boom..."

This palm strike condensed the power of a Rank 99 Peerless Douluo, landing squarely on Dugu Bo's dantian position.

Crack! With a crisp cracking sound, Dugu Bo's dantian shattered apart with a loud bang.

"Pfft..."

Dugu Bo spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, and the soul power around his body began to scatter wildly. In the span of just a few breaths, a dignified generation of Titled Douluo was stripped of his entire cultivation by this single palm, reduced to a cripple.

His soul power rank also began a precipitous, plunging nosedive from rank ninety-two, dropping all the way to the bottom.

"Hm? Cultivation destroyed, can the Jade Phosphor Serpent Martial Soul poison accumulated in your body no longer be suppressed?" Qian Daoliu looked at Dugu Bo.

Having lost soul power suppression, the Jade Phosphor Serpent poison that Dugu Bo originally stored within his spirit bones erupted completely. His skin, which originally retained a normal flushed hue, rapidly turned pitch-black as the backlash of the Jade Phosphor Serpent poison rampaged through his meridians!

"Pfft..."

Dugu Bo vomited mouthful after mouthful of black toxic blood while staring at Qian Daoliu with the most venomous gaze imaginable. If looks could kill, he would have killed Qian Daoliu millions of times over!

No one knew how much time passed, but the sound of Dugu Yan's screams gradually grew faint. She had already turned into a bloody figure, covered from head to toe in wounds with not a single patch of skin left intact!