Campus Beauty's Immortal Guard

0"That's right, I am a member of the Yan family. What about it?" "I know I'm scared now, but unfortunately, it's too late. Our Yan family will definitely let you live a life worse than death." The middle-aged man obviously did not figure it out. He thought Mo Feiyu would be afraid of the Yan family, but he didn't know that the Yan family was nothing in Mo Feiyu's eyes, not even in Zhang Shihao's eyes.    0

    

This era is not the past where martial arts flourished. In the past, cold weapons were the main form of martial arts. Of course, everyone fears you, but now, no matter how strong you are, can you still defend against guns and weapons? Even with Mo Yu's Foundation Establishment strength, she could not ignore the firearms. Let alone the fact that the Yan Clan only had one Profound Rank expert.    

    

Mo Feiyu did not bother with the people who were courting death in front of him. Instead, he said to Zhang Shihao, "Bring him away. Wait for the Yan family to redeem him."    

    

Upon hearing Mo Feiyu's words, Zhang Shihao waved his hand and brought the crippled middle-aged man away. Only at this moment did the middle-aged man react.    

    

He thought it was just a small episode, but before long, the people from the Yan family came looking for him. A group of people aggressively found Mo Feiyu and Zhang Shihao.    

    

"Zhang Shihao, what do you mean? He dared to seriously injure Yan Sen? Do you think my Yan family is easy to bully? " An old man with a head full of white hair charged forward and scolded Zhang Shihao.    

    

"Yan Yun, I respect you for your age, but don't not know what's good for you. You people from the Yan family came over first to create trouble. What's wrong with crippling him?" Even without Mo Feiyu's support, Zhang Shihao was not afraid of the Yan family. However, they rarely greeted each other, otherwise, the Yan family would have been subdued by Zhang Shihao.    

    

"My Yan Clan has long taken a fancy to that sword. Earlier, it was only to go back to get the money, but your men got there first. Isn't this disregarding the justice of the martial arts world?"    

    

Hearing Yan Yun's words, Zhang Shihao burst out laughing.    

    

"Yan Yun, is your brain playing tricks on me?" You think it's yours? I even fucking took a fancy to those Yan family girls, why didn't you send them over for me to play with? "Yan Yun, let me tell you, I bought this. We fought with him too. He wants to get back at us, so there's no need to beat around the bush."    

    

Zhang Shihao's words caused the surrounding people to burst into laughter. Only Yan Yun's face turned pale as he pointed at Zhang Shihao and was unable to say anything for a long time.    

    

"Yan Yun, let me tell you. I'll give you face and call you Chief Yan. If I don't give you face, who do you think you are?" Do you really think that everyone is afraid of you? We're relying on this right now. " Saying that, Zhang Shihao's right hand made a gun gesture.    

    

"You!" Yan Yun only said one word for a long time. However, in the next second, he punched Zhang Shihao at an extremely fast speed.    

    

Although Zhang Shihao had some skills when he was younger, he was only an ordinary person after all. Thus, he did not have any reaction to Yan Yun's attack.    

    

Even though Zhang Shihao did not react, it did not mean that Mo Feiyu did not react. Mo Feiyu had been paying attention to Yan Yun from the beginning, thus, the moment Yan Yun launched his attack, Mo Feiyu also moved.    

    

No one had seen how Mo Feiyu attacked. Including Yan Yun, everyone only saw one result. That was, Yan Yun had punched the marble coffee table that had been erected at an unknown time. Although Yan Yun had some strength, his right hand was badly mangled from the impact of a punch that landed on the nearly half meter thick marble.    

    

"Ah!" Yan Yun finally reacted and a blood-curdling scream sounded out. It was at this moment that Mo Feiyu spoke.    

    

"Yan Yun, right?" Forcefully stepping out of nowhere with such little strength? "I'm very curious how your Yan family survived." If he had the strength to act tough, then that was acting tough. If he didn't have the strength to act tough, that would be acting stupid. He thought that this old man might have some skill, but it seemed that he had overestimated the Yan Clan.    

    

"Did you do it?" Yan Yun looked at Mo Feiyu as if he wanted to devour him alive. "Attack! Kill him!"    

    

Hearing Yan Yun's words, Mo Feiyu shook his head helplessly. How could there be such a person in this world? Can't you see the situation? Or could it be that the Yan Clan's cultivation technique consumed one's intelligence?    

    

Seeing the Yan family rush over, Zhang Shihao was also a little worried. He was the only ones on his side, Mo Feiyu, Loong, and him. If Mo Feiyu didn't intervene, it would be really dangerous for him and Loong.    

    

"There's no need for you to do this." Seeing Zhang Shihao and Loong standing in front of him, Mo Feiyu said, "I'll play by myself."    

    

Saying that, Mo Feiyu raised his right hand and extended his index finger. Then, he said in a low voice: "Thunder."    

    

A clap of thunder suddenly appeared on Mo Feiyu's fingertips. At almost the same time, the lightning struck the group that was charging at them. The eight people that Yan Yun had brought along fell to the ground without even making a sound. Furthermore, all of them had their hair standing on end and were twitching from time to time.    

    

Seeing this scene, everyone present was stunned. They did not understand how Mo Feiyu did it. Why did lightning come out of his fingers?