Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

The voice was hoarse and low, like the whisper of a giant, but anyone who heard it would feel as if a clap of thunder had exploded in their mind.    

Seated on the stage chair, Mo Tian Wen's facial muscles twitched unnaturally. It was not because he was afraid, but because his Angel Clan had always prided himself on being noble. Although he was shocked in his heart, it was not because he was afraid.    

Looking around, he noticed tens of thousands of people looking at him. He immediately became furious and shouted at True Body, "Are you talking to True Body?"    

Suddenly!    

All the illusions and illusions disappeared without any warning, and truly disappeared. Even the dusky fog in the sky and the blood-red lightning also stopped instantly. Everything froze in that instant.    

Where was he?    

Mo Tian Wen was shocked because he could not feel the other's aura at all. This was a situation that had never happened before in the past thousands of years. Not only him, but everyone present was the same as well. They simply could not sense it.    

This was not stealth, much less stealth. Rather, it had disappeared. It was an absolute disappearance, like a mirage, but a projection that simply did not exist.    

However, everyone knew that that person was definitely still there. Especially those first-rate experts. They all stood up and quickly retreated to make space. Everyone felt that a great danger was coming.    

Bang!    

A ball of hazy gray fog appeared on the platform, and all the tables and chairs around it were completely destroyed. At the same time, a bloody lightning that seemed to freeze, yet seemed to disappear, once again hacked down, and a heavy lead halo crazily surged.    

Rumble rumble rumble!    

Ka-cha! *    

The wind changed, lightning flashed, thunder rumbled!    

"Hua!"    

Mo Tian asked as a person appeared in front of him. Mo Tian did not know what had happened, but he secretly felt that something was wrong. Just as he was about to retreat, he suddenly felt a cold sensation on his neck.    

"You …"    

Mo Tian Wen's face paled as he felt the bones in his neck being crushed bit by bit. Ignoring the pain of being torn apart, he raised his arm and activated his Life Compass.    

Enormous energy exploded out, crackling and crackling. A total of 30,000 units of power could kill a tiger, destroy a building with a thousand units, and destroy a mountain with a thousand units. Mo Tian Wen was already a Destiny Decree master, with a single move he could destroy a mountain.    

However, when he grabbed Zhang Yang's arm, he was shocked to discover that he couldn't move it at all.    

The power of 40,000!    

50,000 points of power!    

60,000 points of strength!    

Mo Tian Wen crazily roared. Chi! A pair of huge grey wings suddenly appeared from behind him. The grey light around his body suddenly intensified. The power between his hands shot up to sixty thousand units of strength, but was still unable to move.    

Ka-cha! * Ka-cha! *    

His neck continued to crack, and the crisp sound of bones breaking was exceptionally clear. Finally, all that was left was the thickness of a wrist.    

Mo Tian Wen's face paled, his eyes bulged out, he couldn't understand or understand why this person was so strong despite the fact that he didn't have any power.    

Realm?    

Absolutely not! Absolutely!    

He was not an inexperienced person, this was definitely not a power brought about by a cultivation realm.    

"Ah!    

Mo Tian Wen let out a shrill roar, waving his 60,000 strong fist and mercilessly struck Zhang Yang's chest.    

Weng! *    

With a loud crash, a huge wave of energy spread out, twisting the air and shattering the space. However, when it struck the opponent's chest, it was as though it had hit a pile of extremely hard, fine steel.    

"Ah …"    

He raised his arm, but there was only half of it left.    

"Speak!"    

Zhang Yang sneered.    

Crack! Crack! Crack!    

His neck was immediately pinched like noodles. His entire face was red, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He grinned, but was unable to say anything even if he wanted to.    

Anyone could tell that this legendary Heavenly Man Alliance leader simply could not hold on for long.    

"Stop!"    

At this moment, a loud shout rang out.    

As he looked towards the source of the sound, he saw that Holy Monk Dade, who was originally sitting cross-legged on the lotus seat, had already stood up, raised his arm and made a gesture. A golden waterfall instantly flew towards Zhang Yang.    

"Under the Hanging Temple, no one is allowed to act presumptuously!"    

The monk stood up as well, took a big step forward, clasped his hands, and began to speak. Each word was spoken in a loud voice, and the surrounding space rapidly formed a fan shape, enveloping Zhang Yang.    

However, just like Holy Monk Dade, the golden ripples violently fluctuated, but the moment it touched the gray fog, it automatically dissipated.    

Sou sou sou sou sou!    

A series of eighteen golden afterimages flashed past, and the eighteen golden Arhats jumped onto the platform. They all held iron rods in their hands and walked in an orderly manner, instantly setting up an array formation.    

"Kill!"    

Bang Bang... Bang!    

Without missing a beat, all of the strikes landed solidly on Zhang Yang's body. However, a shocking scene appeared.    

Zhang Yang, who was surrounded by grey fog, didn't move at all. The absolute power that could destroy dozens of mountains seemed to have struck a piece of super hard diamond.    

"Speak!" I'll let you repeat what you just said! " Zhang Yang didn't even look at the eighteen Arhats. He suddenly raised Mo Tian Wen's head and spoke in a low and hoarse voice.    

Mo Tian Wen's face turned purple, his four limbs kicked all over the place, and the lotus in his mouth began to emit an aggressive sound.    

"Speak!"    

Zhang Yang let out a loud shout and with a kacha sound, Mo Tian Wen's neck was snapped.    

The surrounding eighteen golden bodies arhats were greatly shocked. This person clearly didn't have any energy, but the strength of his body was so strong that it was hard to believe.    

They quickly exchanged glances, and then shouted again in unison. The iron rod in their hands released a pure gold light, causing the surrounding space to vibrate. Following that, the shadows of the iron rod struck straight towards Zhang Yang's head.    

Kacha!    

Zhang Yang suddenly swung his arm down and grabbed Mo Tian Wen's head. With the strength of his ten fingers, the sound of bones cracking was like a pimple as his head was twisted and deformed.    

Bang bang!    

The eyeball exploded!    

Chi chi!    

Blood from the seven orifices!    

Mo Tian Wen's head was like a canister that cracked loudly. In the end, it was completely unable to see his face and turned into a fist-sized, bloody lump of meat.    

Releasing his arm, Mo Tian Wen's head was smashed into pieces. Red blood and white brain matter bloomed like a lotus flower petal as it landed on Zhang Yang's body.    

Every strike was like a strike on a hard rock, unshakable. However, they did not give up and continued to unleash their strongest power. The golden light that filled the sky completely enveloped Zhang Yang.    

Bang bang bang bang bang!    

The sounds of bombardment came continuously like raindrops, but this time, Zhang Yang moved. His shoulders shook and the spine behind him squirmed like a huge dragon.    

"Hua!"    

A mass of grey water splashed out.    

Ka-cha! * Ka-cha! * Ka-cha! *    

The eighteen iron rods were instantly shattered. The eighteen golden Arhats were like rubber balls that had been pulled out, all flying back in the air. While they were still in midair, blood spurted out one arrow after another.    

Puff.    

A shadow flashed, a cold light flashed, one finger pointed at the throat, Blood Light splattered, and one of the golden arhat's throat ruptured as he fell to the ground.    

Bang.    

Broken and rough cracks appeared in the distorted air. With a flick of his leg, the head of a golden-haired man was kicked to pieces.    

Bang bang bang bang!    

Pah pah pah pah pah!    

It was like a bolt of lightning in the clear sky, in just a flash, all eighteen of the golden Arhats had died suddenly while they were still flying backwards. Although it seemed like there were several deaths, in the eyes of others, they all died at the same time.    

Blood splashed everywhere. In almost an instant, the entire platform had been dyed red with the blood. A bloody mist surrounded the area, as if it were a drizzle of blood. The pungent smell of blood wafted in the wind.    

This scene caused everyone who saw to turn pale with fright. They all stared in horror at the figure shrouded in mist.    

No one could clearly see how he had attacked, and no one knew who he was.    

However, everyone was shocked by his strange and extremely powerful strength. That was because they could not feel any energy in his body at all, not even a sliver.    

There was no power, but where did this terrifying power come from?    

Domain level and above? Mortal-Transcending?    

No, absolutely not!    

There was no energy, yet she possessed such a terrifying power. There was only one possibility for her to be able to destroy the body of a reborn Transformer.    

His physical body's strength had reached an incomprehensible degree.    

In fact, Zhang Yang did not have a single trace of energy left in his body. Even the energy that was above domain level before disappeared after experiencing the blood sacrifice of the new world.    

He had always been using a small amount of energy to activate the Fate Wheel's mysterious energy. However, after the Fate Wheel fused with his blood, it suddenly deteriorated and became completely harmless.    

He could use the ten divine abilities of the Nine Heavens and Earth, but when he used them with just his mental will, he did not have any energy to use them.    

He only had his physical body left after forty-nine rebirth. Zhang Yang himself did not know how strong his body was.    

However, he was certain of one thing. After that blood sacrifice to the new world, his body had undergone yet another transformation. If he were to infect his body with chaotic energy, his body would be able to possess a terrifying strength that would shock even him.    

Especially when he soaked his flesh and blood in the chaos energy, he could clearly feel that he was awakening.    

Yes! It was a feeling of awakening.    

The cells were awakening, the body was awakening, and so was the soul.    

Zhang Yang didn't know what would happen if this continued. At this moment, he didn't want to know either, because his heart, his heart, and his soul were all filled with endless screams!    

Roar!    

The lightning in the sky struck down like dense rain, the streaks of blood colored lightning illuminated the entire world in a dark red color. The Dragon Head that occupied more than half of the sky became more and more clear, with a pair of gigantic eyes flowing with black and white.    

"This is …" Candle Dragon? "    

"This is …" The Extreme Dao? "    

"Shi …" "Master …"    

Angel Oscar, Ye Yinzhu, and Xiao Yunlong exclaimed at the same time. However, they said three unrelated words.    

Oscar was a noble Angel Clan, had vast experience and knowledge, and also came from the forty-nine realms. At this moment, he saw a ferocious Dragon Head, as well as a pair of black and white eyes.    

It was rumored that the Candle Dragon was hundreds of thousands of miles long. It would open its eyes for the day, close its eyes for the night, breathe as the wind, and its voice would become thunderous. Spring, summer, autumn, winter, winter.    

Although Ye Yinzhu was only at the natal realm, the spiritual seed that occupied his body was the all-powerful Human Emperor of the 49 realms. He had never seen Candle Dragon before, but he believed that he was of the Dao realm, the pinnacle of the Dao!    

Although their expressions were different, their meanings were extremely similar. This was because among the ancient texts, the Candle Dragon represented the ultimate dao!    

However, all of this was not important to Xiao Yunlong, whose body was shivering. The important thing was that Xiao Yunlong recognized his identity. This thought could make him live, and the thought could make him die … Master!    

At this moment, an exceptionally sharp trembling sound rang out.    

"Zhang Yang, it's Zhang Yang. He must be Zhang Yang!"    

What!    

Zhang Yang?    

Zhang Yang?    

Regardless of whether it was Zhang Yang or Zhang Yang, in today's world, who would not know this name? Who would not know this name?    

One hundred and thirty Transformer s of the Chiba Family Clan, suddenly died!    

Twenty-one of Upper Master Zhan Tai's subordinates, Divine Envoy, died suddenly!    

The overlord of the nine kings, Xiongba, had died a violent death!    

They were all killed by one person.    

He is Zhang Yang!    

Now that they heard Zhang Yang's name, everyone was shocked. Ye Yinzhu and the others who were watching on the octagonal platform all retreated, afraid that they would be unable to dodge in time!    

This is Zhang Yang!