Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Whenever people talked about these names, they would think of the Huping City incident five years ago and talk about it.    

Huping City was a small city with a population of three million. However, it was a small city on the border of the federation that was massacred in three days. Regardless of its gender or age, both men and women had died miserably in the city.    

No one knew what happened, but by the time someone entered on the third day, it had already become a dead city. There was dead silence all around, with broken walls and broken walls. There wasn't even any flesh.    

The Federation officials quickly gave an explanation. The report said that it was caused by a group of evil forces that fought against the Federation, and they pushed all responsibility onto the Heavenly Man Alliance and Mutant s. The people believed this to be true.    

However, three days later, a mysterious video was released online and caused a huge uproar. Everyone then knew that the so-called evil forces had slaughtered more than three million people three days in a row.    

In the scene, these one hundred young people piled up the bodies one by one and then viciously drained and refined their flesh. The scene was extremely cruel and terrifying.    

If it were only that simple, the public would have been shocked. However, when the video announced the names of these people, it caused a huge uproar.    

"The son of the Federal Congress Guild Master, Ge Qian, the First Prince of Judgment Station, the Second Prince, the Second Prince, the Third Prince, Ming Kun, the son of the Secretary General of the Federation, Luo Yun, the son of Secretary General of the Federal Security, and the son of Jing Dongliu, the Young Master of Hanging Mountain, Shangguan Tian, the Young Master of Old Dragon Mountain, Young Master Tianshu, Young Master Tianshuson, and the Second Young Master of Shadow Tower, Feng Ming …" Over a hundred young masters from various great clans, powers and groups. "    

When these names and their corresponding identities were revealed, one could imagine how sensational it would be. However, this world was like this: the strong preys on the weak, and power reigns supreme. Before anyone could react, the officials once again explained.    

They claimed that the majority of the residents of Hu Ping City were hiding in the Mutant of the Federation, their bodies had been modified, and the entire city had been infected by some kind of deadly virus. In order to not cause panic among the citizens of other areas, the Congress and the Judgment Station had made a difficult decision.    

To exterminate all the remodeled Mutant in Hu Ping City, and then use a secret technique to refine their corpses to prevent the spread of the virus.    

Regarding this, the people were skeptical, but everyone in the circle knew what was going on.    

Of course, there were also those in the media who did not give up. There were also some citizens with bright eyes, but under the pressure from the media and all sorts of other means of evaporation, this matter was eventually left unsettled.    

For this reason, the authorities had even sent out a notice to the hundred young masters on duty to observe the situation in isolation. The time limit had been set at five years.    

In the end, this was the origin of the 8 events. The people were the best at making fools of themselves, and Congress and Judgment Station were all good at doing this, but to those forces that were well-informed, these people were the true princes, unscrupulous and unscrupulous princes.    

Therefore, when the second young master of the Shadow Tower, Feng Ming, reported his name, everyone went silent. They were both angry and terrified at the tyrannical way he had killed dozens of people just now.    

At this moment, seeing hundreds of people being intimidated by him alone, Feng Ming laughed maniacally again. He then coldly looked at the dark-faced old man beside him and said.    

"If I hadn't been in closed-door training for five years, my father would not have handed over all the big and small matters of Shadow Tower to my big brother. Black Elder, since I've come out, you should believe in my abilities."    

Seeing the elder not say a word, Feng Ming's face immediately became gloomy. He no longer spoke and instead scanned the crowd with a cold and evil gaze. He shouted, "All of you, scram. Do you want me to say it a second time?"    

"This is the Old Dragon Mountain reception area, even if you are the second young master of Shadow Tower, you don't have the power to chase us away, right?"    

A young man in the crowd angrily shouted.    

"Haha, hehehehe, this young lord likes people like you."    

While speaking, Feng Ming gently waved his hand and a few blood veins appeared in the air. In an instant, they surrounded the young man, and dark purple blood veins flashed fiercely.    

In an instant, the youth looked as if he had been cut into countless webs, turning into a pile of minced meat. Strangely, the minced meat and blood did not splash out, but instead mysteriously disappeared, leaving behind a pile of white bones.    

Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions changed. Many of them couldn't help but think of the terrifying scene from # 8 in their minds. Many of them stood up and went downstairs to retreat.    

The receptionist for the Old Dragon Mountain seemed to have long known Feng Ming's identity, he didn't even come over to stop them, nor did he even ask. In the end, only two attendants hurried over and silently took away the broken bones and flesh.    

Seeing everyone leaving, Feng Ming laughed out loud. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and with a sou sound, he stopped a few people who were about to leave.    

"Ladies, why don't you stay and accompany me for a drink? "Haha …"    

A soft and impudent voice echoed throughout the entire floor.    

In front of him stood five women, all of them in their twenties. Each of them had good looks and each of them had their own temperament. After hearing Feng Ming, they all glared at him with unfriendly expressions.    

"Please get out of the way!"    

The girl had short hair to her ears, a oval face, a high nose bridge, and a delicate and pretty face. She was quite calm, and they knew Feng Ming's identity, so they didn't act rashly.    

"Hehehehehe, this young master sincerely invites you beauties to join him. Do you think that the beauties aren't giving this young master face?"    

"We are from the Brother Sect Institution …"    

"Hehehehe, don't talk to this young master about such a bullshit club, it really isn't anything in this young master's eyes."    

At this point, there was no need for words. Although the five girls were angry, they held it in and prepared to leave around Feng Ming without saying a word. However, they didn't expect to be stopped by the five black figures that suddenly appeared.    

"What do you want?"    

"I told you already. I sincerely invite you beauties to accompany this young master for a meal."    

"I'm warning you, you better get out of the way, or you'll regret it."    

"Oh?" "Hur Hur Hur Hur Hur." Feng Ming chuckled and walked over. He raised his arm and was about to hook the girl up, but he didn't want to be evaded.    

"Haha …" I like such a beauty with her personality, but I just don't know if she'll be sexy in bed, hahaha. "    

He had been speaking dirty words in front of everyone, and his expression was one of frivolous evil energy. He did not have any scruples at all.    

"Shameless!"    

The few girls were furious as they reprimanded him. Moreover, at the same time they spoke, they actually attacked at the same time. It was extremely decisive.    

"Hahaha, the reason why top quality beauties are so good is not because of their looks, but because of their personality. Everyone here truly increases my lust greatly."    

While Feng Ming was laughing, his body disappeared into thin air, leaving behind only an afterimage. He was a late stage domain expert himself, and was also an expert in Dao of Assassination, it seemed like he had the ability to create clones. He fought against five people at the same time.    

There wasn't much of a fluctuation in power, and the girls were only average in strength. Only Feng Ming's blurry shadow could be seen moving around.    

The fight didn't last long. In less than a minute, one of the girls flew out and landed on the ground. Then, with a series of bangs, three more girls were knocked to the ground.    

Finally, the girl who spoke first also fell to the ground. In a short moment, her graceful body was completely drenched in sweat. She knelt on the ground with one leg. Her eyes were filled with anger as she stood up with difficulty.    

"Ye Yin!"    

The other four girls were calling her name with concern. They had been thrown out, but they hadn't been harmed.    

"I'm fine!" Ye Yin glared fiercely at Feng Ming and said, "We are members of the Brother Sect Institute, and our president is Zhang Yang. If you dare to touch us, he will definitely kill you."    

"Brother Sect Center? "Zhang Yang?"    

Feng Ming looked at them with a smile and said, "Zhang Yang? But that Zhang Yang who killed Shaowang, destroyed Seven Planets, and disregarded Judgment Station? "    

"Yes, that's him. He's our guild leader."    

"Hur Hur Hur Hur."    

Feng Ming laughed sinisterly, and said indifferently, "This person seems to be quite famous, but in this young master's eyes, he is just an ant, what Young Master Huang, Seven Planets, is nothing at all. Judgment Station? Hahaha, when Sect Bishop from Judgment Station saw me, he had to call me Second Young Master.    

"Hmph, have you heard of the latest news? Our president extinguished Monitoring Department all by himself, even if it's at the third limit of the domain level." The girl called Ye Yin was slightly lacking in confidence.    

"Hahahaha …"    

Feng Ming laughed crazily. His expression was extremely exaggerated as he pointed at Ye Yin with his trembling body, "Little beauty, are you joking with me? I'm afraid not even you would believe that. "    

With a sudden change in tone, he said, "If it wasn't for the fact that this young master was confined, how could such a small ant have survived until now? He doesn't even have the right to be my opponent …"    

His voice was interrupted, "Ami …" "Motherf * cker, what the hell is Feng Ming?"    

Upon hearing these words, many of the people who hadn't left immediately fell to the ground. Who was this person, did he have the guts to eat a bear heart leopard? To dare to speak like this in front of the second young master of Shadow Tower, he must be tired of living.    

Everyone turned to look, searching for the speaker.    

"What are you looking at? Did this little monk say something wrong?" Who the hell is Feng Ming? "Lord Buddha, this little monk is on fire again."    

Seeing that it was the monk that wanted to eat meat and drink wine with the little girl, everyone had a weird expression on their faces. They all thought to themselves, "You're dead for sure."    

"Are you talking about young master Ben?"    

Feng Ming had an evil expression on his face as he coldly swept his gaze over them. Two Blood Light s flashed in his eyes that could take a person's soul. However, when he saw the monk that was speaking, he couldn't help but frown.    

To be exact, there were two weirdos sitting there. A young man dressed in ordinary clothes was tasting the delicacies with his head lowered. Since the beginning to the end, he did not even raise his head.    

The other one was the monk that was talking, the monk was dressed in tattered clothes, barefooted, yet his mouth was full of oil, these were not the most important, what surprised Feng Ming was that this monk's aura was very strong, at least he was an expert in Peak of Domain Level.    

Although Feng Ming was only at the late stage of the domain level, he had great attainments in the Dao of Assassination. Even if he had to face the Peak of Domain Level, he had the confidence to kill him.    

Thinking about this, a trace of a sinister smile appeared on Feng Ming's face as he walked over, "Baldy donkey, were you insulting this Young Master just now?"    

"Eh? You are that Feng Ming thing? "No, you are not a thing. This little monk has gone back on his word. Come, come, come, drink a cup or two. This little monk apologizes to you."    

Everyone was speechless. How could this bald donkey live to this point? What a miracle! Even the five young men couldn't help laughing. The momentum Feng Ming built up was disrupted by two sentences.    

However, no one present was a fool. It was obvious that this was done intentionally by the monks and they were obviously here to cause trouble.    

"Very good!"    

His body was like a ghost as he floated over. His feet didn't move, but the surrounding air started to become distorted, like a shadow of an invisible existence. This was the pinnacle of the art of ambush, just a step away from entering the higher level of cultivation.    

He appeared out of thin air and sat on the opposite side of Ku Zhu, looking at him with a sneer. Zhang Yang, who was on the other side, lowered his head to eat, didn't even look at him and completely ignored him.    

The black-faced elder, who followed him, glanced at Zhang Yang in confusion. He felt that the elder looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before. He couldn't remember where he had seen him before, but when he found out that the elder was just an ordinary person, he didn't care.    

"Feng Ming thing, uh, no, you are not a thing. Sigh, this little monk offended you again. If you don't want to fight, then scram. Otherwise, this little monk's appetite will be affected. This little monk can't help but want to kill you. "    

"You're courting death!"    

Feng Ming originally wanted to investigate Ku Zhu's background and then torture him to death, but this top-grade bald donkey didn't care at all.    

The space shattered, leaving behind afterimages. The black spatial cracks formed a dense black net, wanting to take Ku Zhu in. The glaring Blood Light caused the entire floor to be covered in red.    

"Hahaha, Lord Buddha, it's not that this little monk broke the law, it's because I had to. This little monk is acting on behalf of the heavens."    

At this moment, Ku Zhu's face was full of excitement. His eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and his expression revealed a strange, jovial smile. He was like a demon king, without the slightest bit of a monk.    

Golden light flourished on the surface of his body as he spoke, but the golden light was filled with strands of black mist that seemed to be spreading out.    

Bang.    

What happened next shocked everyone. Feng Ming's real body was knocked out and he vomited a mouthful of blood as he flew back more than a dozen meters. He backed up a few steps before regaining his balance.    

Everyone was stunned.    

The black-faced elder on the side did not make a move. Instead, he looked at Ku Zhu with a grave expression. He seemed to have recognized Ku Zhu's background.    

After sending Feng Ming flying with one palm, Ku Zhu laughed out loud and shouted, "Wuliang …" F * ck Sky Sovereign, where's the meat and wine that little monk wants? There's still this little monk who wants to accompany this little girl to drink. If you want something pretty, don't forget about it. "    

"Whiz!"    

Feng Ming reappeared and did not wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth. He stared coldly at Ku Zhu and asked, "Are you the high monk from Hanging Temple?"    

"Haha, hehe!"    

Ku Zhu clasped his hands together with a face full of excitement, his gaze swept across Feng Ming's body, "That's right, that's right, this little monk is indeed from Hanging Temple, shall we continue?"    

Hearing this, Feng Ming's face darkened. He wanted to flare up, but he resisted in the end and said, "This young master is Shadow Tower's Feng Ming. A few days ago, I met Master Beimie from Hanging Temple."    

"Ah, you're talking about grief, ah. He's this little monk's martial uncle."    

Ku Zhu stared at Feng Ming and could not help but raise his Adam's apple. "This little monk is Master Ku Zhu."    

Master Ku Zhu?    

Even the black-faced elderly man beside him found it hard to endure. Everyone knew that the Sacred Monk of Hanging Temple had descended upon the masses, showing great mercy. How could such a bizarre creature appear, and even call himself a master?    

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly stopped. Zhang Yang, who was tasting the delicacies with his head down, suddenly stood up and walked towards the five girls.    

"Master Ku Zhu, this is?"    

Watching Zhang Yang leave, the black-faced elder couldn't help but ask.    

"Oh, he is a monk... Brother, uh, no, not brother, but why did this little monk say the word brother? "That's weird!"    

The black-faced elder was speechless. Feng Ming was even more convinced that Zhang Yang was a crazy monk, but he still followed his gaze and looked at Zhang Yang's back.    

"What did you just say?" You are members of the Brother Sect? "    

Zhang Yang walked straight to the girl called Ye Yin and asked.    

"Who are you? We are indeed members of the Brother Sect. "    

"What's the name of your guild leader?"    

"Zhang Yang!"