Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Although Han Guoer was unable to speak, when she saw the newcomer, a change finally occurred in her eyes. It was as if she had seen her family. A large amount of tears rolled down her face due to being wronged.    

    

Zhang Yang walked over, picked her up and said gently, "Your grandpa is fine, don't worry."    

    

As he spoke, he gently placed her on the bed and stretched out his arm. A glimmer of light appeared as he pressed it against her shoulder.    

    

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar face, Han Guoer felt at ease for no reason. Her pretty face suddenly turned slightly red.    

    

Except, like her teammates, she was respectful, admiring, and curious about him, but she was different from them because she had a little secret to hide from them.    

    

"Just sleep for a bit and you'll be fine. Rest well. When you wake up, you'll be able to see your grandfather."    

    

Zhang Yang gave a rare smile as the light on his palm gradually brightened. He did not stop the treatment. He gazed at Han Guoer's slightly complicated eyes and whispered once again, "It's just some unconventional nerve poison. Don't worry."    

    

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the warped ceiling. Zhang Yang's lips curled up and his smile became even wider.    

    

He leaned over to block Han Guoer's line of sight, but his other hand suddenly grabbed at empty air, causing the black shadow on the ceiling to fall down. The moment before he cried out in surprise, a bone-cracking sound rang out, Zhang Yang's five fingers formed claws and grabbed Black-clothed Man's neck.    

    

"Lotus …"    

    

Black-clothed Man wanted to struggle, but only the slightest sound of a lotus could be heard and the feeling of death descended. Just when he was in despair, he was thrown up by Zhang Yang.    

    

Han Guoer gradually closed her eyes. Zhang Yang's eyes flashed. All the secrets in her body were captured by Zhang Yang. There was only calmness in those deep eyes, nothing else.    

    

"..."    

    

It was a three-storey building, and it looked dilapidated.    

    

One of them was Black-clothed Man, who was standing there with a pale face and a face filled with pain and fear. In front of her, there were three women dressed in black, standing in a triangle.    

    

"What happened? How did we get thrown out?"    

    

"Alan, what's the matter?"    

    

"I, almost died …"    

    

"Who is that guy? He actually threw all of us out at once. Where's Miss Guoer? Is she alright?"    

    

In vain.    

    

The four Black-clothed Man were shocked at the same time, and a young man suddenly appeared in front of them.    

    

"Who are you?" One of them, Black-clothed Man, asked with a stern voice. The three of them slowly moved their feet at the same time and slightly bent their bodies.    

    

"You're here to protect Han Guoer?" Zhang Yang walked towards them and asked again, "Punishment God?"    

    

The faces of the four people changed. They looked at each other and attacked Zhang Yang at the same time.    

    

However, just as they took a step forward, the four of them were stunned. Then, to their horror, they discovered that their bodies were strangely immobile, as if they were tied up by an invisible rope.    

    

One of the women in black paled and shouted, "This is … Filament-twining Arts, who exactly are you? "    

    

Ignoring them, Zhang Yang directly walked over and randomly touched their bodies.    

    

"You, you, what are you doing!"    

    

A few people tried to struggle but could not do anything. They were like a bunch of hemp sticks that had been nailed to the ground.    

    

Pata! Pata!    

    

Zhang Yang took off all their communication devices and started to check the records inside.    

    

Finally, he dialed a number.    

    

"Hello? "Lan, what's the matter? Is Miss Guoer in danger? We'll be there in about five minutes."    

    

"It's me!"    

    

"Hmm?" The woman inside seemed to be puzzled, but her tone changed very quickly. Her cold voice sounded, "Who are you?"    

    

"I don't care who you are, this is the first, and also the last time. If I ever see her with evil spirits again, all of you will die!"    

    

Pow!    

    

Zhang Yang turned off his communicator, threw it at the four people's feet, then said coldly, "Go back and tell the vulgar man, don't do anything useless for laozi."    

    

Although they couldn't move, the four Black-clothed Man's all stared at Zhang Yang in shock. At that moment, the four of them felt like the sky had fallen on them, and they couldn't even breathe.    

    

Swish!    

    

Suddenly, Zhang Yang turned around and looked down the stairs. His black hair was wildly flying, his clothes were fluttering in the wind, and an eternal chill flashed in his eyes.    

    

"..."    

    

Sou sou sou!    

    

Three vigorous black shadows instantly shot up to the roof like shooting stars. Before they could steady themselves, they saw that there were four Black-clothed Man standing stiffly on the ground. They were shocked at first, but soon opened their mouths to laugh sinisterly.    

    

"The lord is indeed very clever, it's even four beauties, hehe!"    

    

"After so many people have died, we've finally managed to reap some rewards. Lord will definitely be very happy."    

    

Suddenly, the bodies of the three of them trembled at the same time and their expressions all changed. Before they even reacted to it, a hint of darkness replaced their eyes.    

    

In the dark night, a cold light flashed as a finger pointed at the throat, Blood Light splattered, and Zhang Yang flew backwards. One of them clutched his neck and fell to the ground.    

    

At the same time, Zhang Yang, who was still in the air, twisted his waist and swung his leg at lightning speed, sweeping one of them away. His hand cut across the air like a ray of starlight and slashed towards the other's neck.    

    

All of this happened in an instant, like a ghost. A person was hit by a powerful force, and his head actually exploded.    

    

"Pfft!"    

    

Like a watermelon that was stepped on, red blood and white brain matter spewed out three meters high. Black-clothed Man fell to the ground without making a sound.    

    

The last man was quite agile. Instinctively, he raised both of his hands in an attempt to block the incoming attack.    

    

"Pfft!"    

    

The Palm Knife was as sharp as a heavenly blade, it instantly shattered both of his arms and at the same time, stood on his shoulder as fast as lightning.    

    

Zhang Yang flew backwards and landed lightly on the ground. There was not a single trace of blood on his body.    

    

The four women in black behind opened their mouths wide in disbelief. Even though they were the elites of the organization, they were still shocked by Zhang Yang's dream-like killing spree.    

    

These were not just three little cats and dogs, but real experts. They had already broken through the limit of the human body and became World level existences. Just like that, they were killed in an instant without any pressure.    

    

Especially when he had done all of this with the momentum of opening and closing, it had made people feel an unparalleled fear and wild shock.    

    

Old Immortal Five Poisons also seemed to sense that something was wrong. He looked up with his green eyes as he let out a strange laugh, "It seems that the other side still has an expert. Since grandpa's not in a good mood today, let's start with you."    

    

Ye Zichen glanced at the three people beside him, then said, "Let's go, follow grandpa."    

    

The other three people did not waste any time talking and immediately leapt into the air. As for Old Immortal Five Poisons, he did not move. Merely, his figure began to gradually grow blurry, and soon disappeared from where he stood.    

    

The three of them felt a lingering fear in their hearts. Although they were extremely cautious as they reached the top of the building, they were still unable to change the tragedy that had befallen them.    

    

One of them had just raised his head when he felt a gust of cold wind blow against the back of his neck, followed by a tearing pain, followed by three cracking sounds.    

    

The three of them collapsed to the ground at almost the same time, dying a violent death.    

    

With an ear-piercing crackling sound, incredible fighting strength, and the sound of bones breaking, Zhang Yang was like a cold-blooded demon lord.    

    

Suddenly, Zhang Yang let out a long roar that shook the sky and the earth. His figure jumped like lightning and instantly rushed to a certain place in the void.    

    

"A small chaotic Ninjutsu dares to covet here, get the hell out here!"    

    

He withdrew his fist and landed.    

    

The Black Fog roared, and then a bald, ugly old man appeared out of nowhere. When he landed on the ground, he consecutively retreated seven or eight steps before he managed to stabilize himself, a trace of black blood leaking out from the corner of his mouth.    

    

"Good boy, who are you?"    

    

Old Immortal Five Poisons never expected that his opponent would be able to see through the Secret Martial Skill at the limit of its tolerance, and even forced to spit blood from the impact with a single punch. What was even more unexpected was that his opponent was actually a young man.    

    

"You're not one of them, you were invited here by someone?" Even though Old Immortal Wu Du was injured, he didn't mind. He still had a strange smile on his face, but his heart was on guard.    

    

"Yellow Hair actually spread the news of the Secret Skill." Zhang Yang didn't continue to attack and seemed to be muttering to himself.    

    

"You … actually recognized the Secret Martial Skill? "    

    

"I have heard that every single person in Punishment God has their own Secret Martial Skill. You are a secret poison martial artist, so it means that all twenty-four War Hall General have already become a beast."    

    

"You actually know of the twenty-fourth battle hall of Punishment God? Who exactly are you?" Old Immortal Fivecraze suddenly had a very bad premonition. He wanted to retreat.    

    

"Not only do I know of the twenty-fourth War Hall General, I also know of the Sixteen Coiling Mountain Protectors, the Eight Chief Vajra, the Four Symbols protecting the Demon King, the Left and Right Sect Master, and finally Punishment God Punishment Lord."    

    

Hearing this, the Old Immortal Wu Du's face changed. The Black Fog in his shriveled hand faintly condensed and spread like an owl, "It seems you know quite a lot. Tell grandpa, who are you?"    

    

"Me?" The corner of Zhang Yang's mouth curled up into an evil and cold smile.    

    

"Speak!"    

    

"I am your ancestor!"    

    

His voice was like a sharp sword that pierced towards Old Immortal Wu Du's nerves. Black light surged on his devilish face as he screamed, "You must die today!"    

    

As his words fell, the surrounding Black Fog s of the Five Poisons Old Immortal were enveloped in, within the Black Fog, there were flashing arcs of lightning, which looked extremely terrifying.    

    

His hands were like the sharp claws of a dried corpse as they moved up and down. Every time he swung them, the air would be contaminated with a black color accompanied by a pungent smell.    

    

"There's a Mutant Seed planted within your body, and also a modified Lightning Strike. Originally, the two of them were mutually exclusive, but I never thought that you would actually use a secret poison martial skill to corrode and fuse with it. You wanted to let the Mutant Seed fuse with a Lightning Strike for a second mutation."    

    

Even though Zhang Yang was fighting with the Old Immortal Wu Du, the powerful poison martial skill did not have any effect on Zhang Yang. When Old Immortal Wu Du heard this, his heart was in turmoil, the secret that only he knew in the whole world was seen through in a single glance.    

    

"Just who are you!"    

    

Chi chi!    

    

Even though he was overwhelmed with shock, his hands did not dare to be slow. The area where the two were fighting was completely engulfed in an array of Black Fog s.    

    

"If you leave a good person to do nothing, you will be willing to become livestock, and you will die!"    

    

Just as he finished speaking, a crackling sound came from within the Black Fog, and when the voice entered Old Immortal Five Poisons's ears, his face instantly turned pale white.    

    

He saw a leg attack towards him, and this leg actually tore through the air, leaving a clear Black Fissure in the air.    

    

This was not the magnetic power within a World level body, nor was it the power of the Force Level that activated the outside world. It was … The kick shattered the air, creating a crack in space.    

    

"You're a domain level, you …"