Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

The Sky Splitting Sword pierced the blade of the sword in that instant, causing blood to spurt out all over the ground.    

In just a short moment, three out of ten people had been killed. This result shocked everyone present.    

Immediately after, in the midst of the afterimages and screams, Blood Wave s flew out one after another, and tall War Armor fell to the ground one after another. Zhang Yang was like a rice cutter, and the tens of team members that charged forward were all killed.    

Everything happened very quickly. It was very sudden and no one would have thought that Zhang Yang would be so strong. In just a short confrontation, he killed dozens of people.    

This was a terrifying battle accomplishment, especially the heavy sword. It was like a shattered mountain as it erupted forth with a dazzling radiance. Zhang Yang was more like a god of death, unstoppable and invincible.    

Killing ten people in a single move, unstoppable for a thousand miles!    

He alone against more than two hundred armored warriors, and he actually suppressed them all. No one could have imagined that their so-called War Armor's growth rate was nothing in his eyes, not even worth a single blow.    

The crowd outside continued to let out excited roars, and the decomposing masters were also extremely excited, their blood boiling.    

"Everyone attack together, there's no need to be afraid of him."    

"No matter how strong he is, he can't stop so many of us."    

"..."    

Zhang Yang's gaze did not change, but the corner of his mouth hooked up into a ruthless smile. He waved his heavy sword and swept it across, causing a few more strands of Blood Light to splash out in the air. He had always been venting his frustration and ruthlessness. He hadn't thought that these people would come knocking on his door and even get some Revenge Crystal.    

It was like someone was sending him a pillow when he was sleepy. He wanted to laugh out loud three times.    

At this moment, many of the experts watching the battle had already vaguely understood that Madman had never thought of leaving, or perhaps he had never been afraid at all.    

On the contrary, he wanted to use this kind of extremely arrogant attitude, an absolutely overwhelming savagery, to respond to the confidence and arrogance of the heaven's pride level experts.    

Seeing him casually killing the three people like he was swatting flies, many people had to reassess his strength. In the past, on the forums, Zhang Yang's strength had always been a topic of debate.    

Some people said that he was a 5-star master while others said that he had already broken through to the World level. Some even pointed out that Madman was at least above the World level.    

Naturally, his speculation was quickly drowned out. At this moment, some people couldn't help but think of this scene.    

In the middle of the battlefield, a dozen more people rushed over. They were not afraid of death, as each of them had a different type of War Armor, and all of them had given up on defending, putting all of them in terms of increasing their fighting strength.    

Zhang Yang's eyes shined brightly. He was unafraid and his entire body exploded with crisp sounds. The Heaven Breaking Sword in his hand suddenly separated from his palm and strangely spun around his body, leaving behind a bright and resplendent screen of light.    

This was not some flying sword or flying sword, but was achieved by using his body's close-range sensing and tenacious movements, as well as the use of his two hands' slapping vibration.    

When the fierce attacks came from all directions, Zhang Yang left behind afterimages. Everywhere he passed, it was as if the ground was being crushed by a machine, Blood Wave s flew everywhere and miserable cries continuously sounded.    

He slaughtered his way through the crowd until his target was Heaven's Pride and Devil God. His heavy sword fiercely shook, instantly sealing a person's throat. The heavy sword shone with a cold light, without even the slightest hint of blood on it.    

Then, Zhang Yang left an afterimage on the spot, like a ghost, he appeared beside the other two. Zhang Yang left an afterimage on the spot, like a ghost, he pierced a needle, and appeared beside the other two.    

At the same time, Zhang Yang's fist carried a violent wind, his fist was like a mountain, rushing forward, one of the War Armor shattered, and his corpse fell onto the ground.    

Blood spurted out. In a short moment, 90% of the nerve pain and simulations resounded in this shrouded area from time to time, and the ground was dyed red with blood.    

Zhang Yang's domineering attitude shocked everyone. The faces of Devil God and Tian Jiao changed drastically. Originally, they relied on their numbers to defeat Zhang Yang, but they didn't expect this to be the result.    

No one could stop him from moving forward.    

From the start of the battle, Zhang Yang had been in a constant state of anxiety. Looking from afar, he had already fallen into the encirclement of dozens of War Armor.    

This was a shocking scene. Where the light came from, it was like a heavenly lamp had been ignited. However, it was definitely not a light; it was an extremely fast burst of saber light.    

The saber lights dimmed, and it was as if dozens of people had stepped on a severely changed mine. Accompanied by waves of cries of alarm, they were like shattered rocks that were blasted away, shooting out in all directions.    

Only one figure stood there silently. A blank area had already appeared around him, and the dozens of people that had been sent flying had all died at the same time.    

This made everyone feel Zhang Yang's strength and unfathomable.    

"Kill!"    

"Kill!"    

The battle cries shook the skies. There was no way for them to retreat now. The two sides had reached an irreconcilable situation where only death awaited them.    

The people who were killed earlier had already revived on the spot, the War Armor could not be used, the pain from the neurons simultaneously forced them to revive. In the short silence, they all roared and charged towards Zhang Yang.    

All of the Heaven's Pride and the rest were shrouded by War Armor, the ten odd people beside him were all holding a blue light sword or blade in their hands, the sword aura above them was flowing, their senses connecting with the War Armor, gathering all of their attacks onto their weapons.    

They had gathered all their strength and reached the limit of their perception. They wanted to kill Zhang Yang from a distance.    

The battle had only just begun. The spectators were all secretly worried that in the free-for-all battle, the moment Zhang Yang was locked onto by dozens of people around the heaven's pride level expert, a long-range attack would definitely lead to a bloody battle.    

Suddenly.    

Just as the decomposition masters were recording, their eyes suddenly opened wide in shock as they saw an unbelievable scene.    

In the middle of a chaotic battle, Zhang Yang's body suddenly did one weird and ugly movement after another. His body was moving quickly, but no one laughed at him. That was because in the instant he moved, he had actually escaped the lock.    

What kind of posture or technique was this?    

Was this the true essence of Wild Combat?    

No one could understand it, nor could they see through it.    

Hmm, as an old monster who has lived for countless years, it's not excessive for Zhang Yang to be called the ancestor of the Sensory Perception Force. How could he be locked down?    

Forty Armored Warriors once again charged forward.    

Zhang Yang flew up and down with the heavy sword in his hand. As he opened and closed his mouth, he drew out a bright ray of saber light as if there was a water mark in front of him.    

Blood splashed everywhere the heavy sword passed. Due to its speed, it was as if a bloody sword was slashing through the air. A bloody mist surrounded the entire area and the smell of blood was drifting in the wind.    

"Bam!"    

He punched out with his iron fists and steel elbows, shattering a ferocious looking head and splattering it with blood.    

"Pfft!"    

The steel sword was merciless, the light from the blade cut through the air, the sight of blood sealed throat caused a person's throat to shoot out a line, Blood Wave.    

"Chi!"    

The afterimages were like lightning. One of the Armored Warriors was directly shoveled into his back with his shoulder. His bones and internal organs were exceptionally dazzling, causing people to feel terrified and want to vomit.    

After that, in the midst of flashes and flashes of blades and shadows, the ten armored warriors were simultaneously pierced through the entrails. From the center of their hearts, blood splattered out, dying the entire killing field red.    

It was a massacre all the way here!    

In just a quarter of an hour, aside from a few people, all of the armored warriors that had launched their attacks had been slaughtered. Some had even been killed a second time.    

To them, losing the War Armor meant losing the ability to increase their fighting strength and courage.    

At this moment, many of the people that came back to life looked at Zhang Yang in a completely different light. They no longer had the fearlessness and fearlessness from before, and instead all retreated to the edge.    

Simply put, to them, this was just a game, but the pain from being killed was real. No one wanted to die a second time.    

Zhang Yang forced his way forward with large strides, and the entire area that was enveloped trembled with his steps. His upright posture and his eternal gaze made it hard for many to breathe against the reflection of the wreckage and blood, causing them to be unable to breathe.    

"Kill! Charge!" Behind him, Devil God roared.    

No one responded to his order. The pain here was 90% real. No one was willing to bear that pain for the second time.    

"Are you all deaf? F * ck, charge!" Devil God roared again and turned around to look at Boxing Overlord and the other two who had come back to life.    

The faces of Boxing Overlord and the other two were ugly. Since the War Armor was already broken, they didn't have the courage to charge. Facing Devil God's gaze, the three of them felt ashamed.    

All of this was intentional by Zhang Yang. It's not that he didn't understand exquisite moves, he could even finish the battle faster. By doing so, he was merely venting the rage and irritation in his heart.    

His mood improved after venting.    

The only person on the stage who did not make a move was the boss, the Heaven's Pride.    

Right now, the gazes of countless people were focused on him.    

Pah pah pah!    

Against everyone's expectations, the heaven's pride level expert didn't seem to care about his loss. A smile of admiration and elegance appeared on his face.    

"Hehe, Madman is indeed a madman, what a surprise, I didn't expect you to be able to persevere until now. If I'm not wrong, your strength should be exhausted."    

In the beginning, the heaven's pride level expert did not put Zhang Yang in his eyes, but now, the shock brought to him was no less than the others. Previously, he had thought that if he were to face Zhang Yang alone, he would be defeated without a doubt.    

Of course, he had his own plans. After such a long battle, he didn't think Zhang Yang still had much power left. Now was the best time to get rid of him.    

One had to know that after this battle, the reputation of crazy people would definitely skyrocket.    

In his eyes, as long as he took advantage of the situation and killed Zhang Yang, all the losses would be enough to make up for the losses.    

"Killing you is enough!" Zhang Yang glanced at the Heaven's Pride. The other party was too arrogant, which made him unhappy.    

"Kill me?" The heaven's pride level expert was stunned. He threw his head back and laughed out loud. Then, with a cold expression, he said, "You should feel honored to have been killed by me, the heaven's pride level expert."    

The black War Armor exploded out and an invisible wave of air, along with a sharp, explosive sound, swept across Zhang Yang's head in an instant as if it had completely shattered the surrounding air.    

"Let me show you what it means to be wild."    

A Whip Leg formed an ear-piercing sonic boom, as if it cut through the air. The tyrannical power caused a dust storm, as if a meteor had crashed onto a meteor, bringing about a brilliant tail of light.    

The combat power of a pinnacle 5-star esper was so strong that it was almost impossible for him to escape.