Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Seven or eight people in the factory stood up at the same time and stared at the young man. When they saw him clearly, their expressions changed.    

They all recognized Zhang Yang, but they were all puzzled. Just how long has it been?    

Three minutes? Five minutes? How did he get here so fast?    

Also, where are the two people outside? Why was there no notification and no warning?    

A grave expression appeared on everyone's faces.    

They were from the bodyguard training camp, and a few of them were underground boxers. They wouldn't let down their guard just because of their age and looks. On the contrary, Zhang Yang's appearance was too strange that it even made them feel bad.    

Zhang Yang didn't respond. He just stood quietly on the ground. His indifferent face didn't show any emotion in his eyes.    

He slowly walked forward.    

"Go, kill him!" Noticing that Zhang Yang was indifferent, the bodyguard that just pulled out the military thorn came over.    

The black military thorn danced in the air, giving off an imposing aura.    

Zhang Yang continued walking forward. Only when the opponent's thorn was close to his heart did he raise his head. His eyes, which were originally wide open, were no longer calm.    

In an instant! His figure flashed a few times like a ghost, and his hand was like a heavenly blade that slashed horizontally across the air.    

Ka-cha! *    

"Ah!    

An ear-piercing bone cracking sound could be heard. In the midst of the scream, the person was sent flying ten meters back before he crashed into the wall with a bang.    

Immediately after, all the bones in his body seemed to shatter, collapsing to the ground along the wall. His body twitched a few times, but did not move at all.    

As everyone present saw this, their expressions became even more solemn. It had to be known that the one who had acted just now was at least ranked in the top three, but he had been instantly killed.    

They didn't even see Zhang Yang's movements clearly, only a few flashes of light.    

Just now, Chen Hao had said that this fellow's skills were not bad, but they never thought that Zhang Yang would have such terrifying combat strength, completely beyond their comprehension.    

"Bam!"    

Although Chen Hao was surprised, he was not too worried. After all, he had a gun in his hand, and Fei Fei was also in their hands. He immediately pulled out his gun, raised it and shot.    

Zhang Yang did not dodge the bullet.    

Suddenly, his body exploded with thunderous sounds. With a flash of light, seven gorgeous stars started floating in front of him, outlining a bright curtain of light.    

This was the Seven Stars Divine Seal.    

With Zhang Yang's level 2 magic imprint technique, it was naturally impossible for him to have any powerful patterns. However, he was currently using his body to make up for the position of the 7th star.    

However, even if it was only this, he could only use three inscriptions: Back when he had broken through the True Illusion, he had also forcefully executed the Seven Stars Earth-shrinking Arts. And this light screen now was the Seven Stars Divine Sealing Art, which was the hardest to execute.    

With a soft thud, the bullet that was shooting at him made a slight noise as if it had hit an invisible wall, and then fell to the ground.    

Seeing this scene, everyone present was dumbfounded.    

"Daddy, Daddy …" "Sob, sob, sob, sob …" At this moment, Fei finally reacted. Seeing Zhang Yang, she couldn't hold it in anymore and burst into tears. "Don't cry, Fei Fei, don't cry. Be strong!"    

Zhang Yang's cold expression finally eased a little. He turned around and looked at Fei. He smiled. "Fei, daddy is here …"    

Suddenly. His voice suddenly stopped and his eyes became gloomy. Two red streaks of blood appeared in the blink of an eye. His indifferent and gentle expression disappeared as his lips raised higher and higher. The muscles on his face began to change, appearing extremely evil!    

She stared fixedly at Fei's face … The clear five-fingered handprint even had traces of blood oozing out from it. The skin on her delicate face was torn everywhere.    

Zhang Yang had a weird personality. He was unpredictable. However, it was undeniable that he was a man with a firm will. However, every time he saw Fei, the softness in his heart would be touched.    

It was also because of this that he agreed without hesitation when Fei pitifully begged him to be her father.    

This was also Zhang Yang's constant process of self-adjustment.    

As a cultivator, it was very difficult for him to encounter one thing, or one person was able to touch his heart. It was only Fei.    

It was hard for him to imagine what kind of person it was to be so merciless and slap the cheek of a well-behaved girl.    

He was enraged! The next moment, the whole factory seemed to teleport. After a few flashes, when it stopped, Zhang Yang was holding Fei in his arms.    

He reached out his hand and touched her cheek. His palm shined as he tried to remove the remaining pain.    

And then … He raised his head and looked at everyone as he inquired word by word.    

"Who hit you!"    

His voice was clearly very low, but when it entered his ears, it was like a demonic sound had entered his brain. It sounded more like the roar of an angry and desperate wild beast, fierce and terrifying to the extreme.    

No, not a beast, but a devil.    

It was as if a devil was slowly awakening within his body, letting out a terrifying howl as it tried to devour someone!    

Following his voice, the entire factory became colder and colder, as if it had fallen into a freezing hell. Layers of red ripples appeared in the air, enveloping the entire place in an instant.    

All of this took place in an instant, even though it took a long time to describe.    

The seven people in the hall were all incomparably shocked, but what made them even more shocked was that they couldn't move their bodies at all. They wanted to open their mouths, but no sound came out.    

How could this be?    

This was the question that arose from the extreme fear in everyone's hearts.    

Especially the camouflage lady; her face was pale to the extreme. Her neck felt as if someone had grabbed it tightly; she could not breathe at all. Her body was also twisted and trembling in an unprecedented sense of fear.    

Zhang Yang slowly stared at her, making the camouflage lady feel as if a demon was holding her neck with a sharp knife. Her entire body became stiff and she couldn't move at all.    

"Yes!" "You!" The camouflage lady's pupils contracted violently. She shrunk again and again, her heart beating so violently that it almost jumped out of her chest.    

She really wanted to say, "It's not me, it's not me …"    

However, it was as if a giant invisible hand had firmly gripped her throat, preventing her from making even the slightest sound. Especially because of the scarlet ripples that rippled through the air, it caused her liver to tremble violently, and the sound of dripping water came from below her …    

Facing Zhang Yang's gaze and the surrounding redness and ruthlessness, he was scared out of his mind.    

"Father …" Suddenly, a soft voice rang out and the brutality in the air trembled. In the face of Fei's black eyes, which were a little afraid but still trying hard not to be afraid, Zhang Yang's Evil Qi finally restrained itself.    

"My good daughter, have a good night's sleep. When you wake up, you'll be able to see your mother. This is just a dream …"    

Zhang Yang said softly. His voice had a peculiar rhythm to it as he slowly stroked the back of Fei's head. It wasn't until she gently closed her eyes and laid on her shoulder that Zhang Yang continued to look at the camouflage lady.    

At this moment, this situation had already exceeded everyone's imagination. As seven bodyguards who had undergone rigorous training, even if they couldn't move, they could only watch as Zhang Yang walked towards them step by step.    

Pow!    

The slap was fast and ruthless. It was like a shovel hitting her face. In an instant, a five-fingered mark appeared, and it quickly spread and swelled up.    

She wanted to scream, but she couldn't utter a word.    

She wanted to fall to the ground, but her legs seemed to be connected to the ground, making her unable to move.    

She was horrified to find that, besides the fact that her brain could move left and right, her entire body seemed to have turned into a stiff piece of wood.    

Pow!    

Another heavy slap landed on her face. The stinging pain was magnified countless times, and her head felt as if it was about to burst. The pain was extreme.    

Pow! Pow! Pow!    

A resounding slapping sound rang out, and with every echo, the hearts of the other people in the hall would be viciously torn. They were unable to speak or move, but they were unable to stop the muscles on their faces from twisting and fear.    

As well-trained bodyguards, they had never imagined that slapping someone in the face would result in such a terrifying punishment.    

One after another, seemingly endless sounds, as if they were slapped in the face, slapped in their hearts.    

They could only stare blankly at the woman whose features were still clear just a moment ago. Her fair cheeks were quickly swollen, ashen, blood-red, damaged, festering, and lacerated …    

In the end, there were no more facial features, only blood.    

"Pah!"    

The last slap was abnormally loud. The camouflage lady's neck was like a twisted fried dough twist. It spun a few times before falling to the ground with a thump.    

She was slapped to death.    

Ka-cha! *    

Ka-cha! *    

The moment she fell down, Zhang Yang raised his foot and stomped a few times, directly breaking all her limbs. Then, he stomped on her chest viciously.    

Bang!    

Broken limbs flew everywhere, and blood continued to flow from the wounds.    

Split into eight pieces! He didn't even let the dead go.    

The six people who were standing still in the hall were trembling in fear.    

Fear. Infinite fear.    

At this moment, they were no longer bodyguards, no longer experts, no longer ruthless bandits who were ready to make Zhang Yang disappear, because they had already become ants and felt the same.    

This...    

Even now, they still did not know exactly what sort of person they had offended. No, he was not human. He was simply a demon.    

Terrifying and bloody demon, an extremely vicious demon.    

Zhang Yang was terrifying when he went crazy, even he didn't know how scary it was.    

Perhaps in the eyes of an outsider, what he did just now was extremely bloodthirsty and ruthless, but if he didn't vent the anger of the Evil Qi that he let out just now, his thoughts wouldn't be clear, and it was very possible that he would directly go berserk.    

At that time, it would not be as simple as just one person dying.    

This was the terrifying aspect of Evil Qi. He was currently raising a Evil Qi and was still unable to refine it.    

Of course, this was not to find excuses for himself, because he was never a good person.    

Swish!    

All of a sudden, the Qi in the workshop loosened up, and the bodies of the six people fell to the ground. They wanted to stand up and flee, but their bodies did not seem to have any strength left in them.    

"I only ask once, who sent you here?"    

Lying on the ground, Chen Hao gasped for breath before opening his mouth, "It was my idea that no one sent us …"    

"Boom!"    

Zhang Yang waved his hand and a blinding light shot out like a waterfall. Chen Hao was like a human bomb, shattering with a loud bang. Broken limbs and arms flew everywhere, and blood rained down from the sky.    

The scene was extremely bloody and horrifying. The bodies and faces of the other five people were splattered everywhere. Red blood and white brains were gurgling on their faces.    

"Who took your pictures?!"    

Zhang Yang's expression did not change at all. His eyes were cold like ice. This time, he raised his head and looked at the other camouflage bodyguard.    

"Spare …"    

Before he could finish his sentence, his vision blurred, and soon,... "Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!" He saw a hand holding onto his neck. With a cracking sound, his head seemed to have completely fallen off.    

Then, she threw him into the air and opened up her Five-star Space. Before she landed on the ground, she had already disappeared.    

"Who took your pictures?!"    

Zhang Yang looked towards the third person.    

"I said, it's CEO Zhang, it's Hua Tuo Pharmaceutical Industry Qinghai Branch's Vice President Zhang."    

He was so scared that he nearly peed his pants when he heard the question. This young man was way too fearsome. What kind of move did he use just now? It was beyond the scope of a fixed line of thought.    

"It really is him!" The moment he recognized Chen Hao, Zhang Yang came to a conclusion. Even his question was merely to confirm it.    

Seeing Zhang Yang deep in thought, the remaining five people looked at each other. Then, every one of them roared crazily and rushed forward with all their might.    

However, their target was not Zhang Yang, but... At the entrance of the factory.    

However, just as they were about to run out of the door, the person in front of them stopped in his tracks. His expression was unclear, and only his back violently trembled.    

Soon after, the entire hall was filled with ripples, and extremely fine lines collapsed one after another. These lines seemed to have some sort of magical effect, and the moment they appeared, the air began to distort inexplicably.    

And then, the crackling sound continued to spread, grow, and extend.    

"Boom!"    

Like a balloon that had expanded to its limit, the body of the person at the very front exploded with a loud bang. There was no scene of blood and flesh splattering everywhere, only the fluttering pieces of cloth that filled the sky.    

Bang, bang, bang, bang!    

Just like a domino effect, the four people behind him exploded in succession.    

In an instant, the entire space of the factory was like a snowflake sprinkling fine rain of fibers.    

"Zhang Jun!"    

Zhang Yang did not move, but his face turned pale as a bloody arrow shot out from his throat.