The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Tang Zheng extended all ten of his fingers, and just like a claw, it grabbed towards Chu Shaohui's ankle. Suddenly, Chu Shaohui's legs changed the direction of attack, and instead of sweeping towards the top of Tang Zheng's head, it swept towards his waist.

Tang Zheng was shocked, but it was already too late. He only heard a dull sound as Tang Zheng's waist was hit by the whip kick.

Tang Zheng immediately fell to the side. Fortunately, he had pushed himself up against the ground with his palms, so he did not actually fall to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the enemy's attack arrived once more. It was as fast as lightning.

Tang Zheng was only at the fourth stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage, which was already a few levels lower than Chu Shaohui's.

After eating it, he felt the peaceful Pure Yang Energy erupt like a volcano, causing the temperature of his body to skyrocket.

"Damn, damn it, we're in trouble now. Without the neutralization ability of my pure Yin energy, my body will explode and I will die." Tang Zheng thought in his heart.

Seeing that Chu Shaohui's kick was even stronger than that one just now, the others were anxious. Could Tang Zheng withstand that kick?

At once, everyone held their breath.

Ye Dingdang's hands were clenched tight, he was biting onto his lips until it bled, but he did not notice it, and stared blankly at Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng couldn't conjure the Heaven-shocking Bow out of thin air at this time, so he could only rely on his hands to block.

Eh?

Why did it miss? A black figure appeared in front of him. This figure seemed somewhat familiar.

Bang!

With a dull thud, a person was sent flying.

"AHHHH!"

Everyone exclaimed at the same time. The one who was sent flying was not Tang Zheng, but Chu Shaohui. In front of everyone appeared another black-clothed person.

"Who is this?"

This man in black was clearly not the person in the main hall, but had suddenly flown in from outside. With the Yan Clan's tight security, this man could actually come here soundlessly, which meant that he was definitely an expert.

The black-clothed man didn't pay attention to the astonishment of others, nor did he show the slightest bit of fear because he was a famous Yan Clan. Instead, he charged towards Chu Shaohui like a tornado.

Before Chu Shaohui could even land on the ground, he discovered that his leg had been grabbed by the black-clothed man. Just now, he hadn't been able to clearly see the opponent's movements and had felt as if he had kicked a metal plate. He was sent flying by the surging force of the kick.

When he saw that one of his legs had been grabbed, he immediately performed a series of kicks with his other leg. A series of kicks landed on the opponent's body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

This person was like a boulder, not moving at all. Furthermore, he did not even make a sound, while Chu Shaohui saw the ominous glint in the other party's eyes and knew that things were not going well.

The man in black raised his fist, aimed at the leg he was holding, and smashed down viciously.

Ka-cha! *

The sound of bones cracking caused his scalp to go numb, Chu Shaohui widened his eyes, opened his mouth and screamed.

"Ah, it hurts."

The others were shocked, who was this black-clothed man, he was too ruthless, he actually broke Chu Shaohui's leg in one move.

Chu Shaohui was a rank 9 in Postcelestial Stage Ranker, could it be that this black-clothed man was a precelestial martial artist?

Chu Shaohui's expression had already changed, he was the one with the highest cultivation in the third generation, but this time, his leg was actually broken by the other party. How could he not be angry, and involuntarily shouted out: "Stop!"

The black-clothed man acted as if he did not hear anything and quickly grabbed the other leg. With a sound, the bone broke, and even a white bone was pierced through the skin.

Hiss ~

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. This was too ruthless, this person was truly too ruthless.

"Whiz!"

Chu Mingxuan finally made his move. He rushed towards the black-clothed man, preparing to snatch his nephew back, but the black-clothed man's movements were faster than his. His arm pulled back, and Chu Shaohui's neck was grabbed, blocking in front of his chest.

In order to avoid harming Chu Shaohui accidentally, Chu Mingxuan had no choice but to stop.

The black-clothed man held onto Chu Shaohui who was crying miserably and returned to Tang Zheng's side. And at the same time, Tang Zheng finally saw clearly who the black-clothed man was and could not help but be dumbstruck.

Huang Ziyang?

The puppet of the Heaven Monk.

How could it be him? Tang Zheng was too shocked. It had been a few months since Chang Heng City had parted ways, and he did not have any contact with the Heaven Monk. He wondered if the Heaven Monk had found any other cultivators.

But why would Huang Ziyang appear here at this time?

Everyone looked at Huang Ziyang in shock, even Yan Potian and the Pill King stood up at the same time. Yan Potian suspiciously looked at Huang Ziyang.

Pill King was dumbstruck, his Forbidden Grounds involuntarily cried out: "It's him!"

He had met Huang Ziyang once before. When Tang Zheng was injured and in the hospital, when Huang Ziyang tried to assassinate Tang Zheng, he was stopped by Pill King.

That night's battle was a close call, but when Huang Ziyang made his move, Pill King could see that his opponent's cultivation had improved greatly, and was not someone he could contend against.

What was going on?

Wasn't this man trying to kill Tang Zheng? Why would he appear here to protect Tang Zheng?

Hearing the Pill King's surprised voice, Yan Potian asked curiously, "Pill King, you know him?"

"We've met once, it's a long story."

They already knew that Huang Ziyang had been subdued by Tang Zheng, but they just did not think that he would appear in Yan Clan in such a way.

Other people who did not recognize Huang Ziyang, shouted angrily: "Who is this person?"

Seeing that everyone was looking at each other in dismay and unable to say a thing, Chu Mingxuan took a step forward and stared at them angrily: "Tang Zheng, are these the helpers you invited?"

Tang Zheng's body was burning hot, his face was red, but he did not have much energy to speak, he just laughed coldly and declined to comment.

"Hurry up and release Shaohui, otherwise you won't be able to leave this room today." Chu Mingxuan scolded sternly.

Tang Zheng still did not say a word, but Huang Ziyang moved, the hand that was grabbing onto Chu Shaohui's neck suddenly shrank back.

Everyone's face changed, Chu Mingxuan turned pale and shouted, "No!"

But all of this was too late, as only the crisp sound of bones breaking could be heard, Chu Shaohui's neck was easily crushed.

Chu Shaohui was like a dead dog as he died with his head hanging low.

What?

The black-clothed man really killed Chu Shaohui like this.

Although Chu Shaohui was not Chu Mingxuan's biological son, he was, after all, the strongest person in the Chu Family's third generation, and was not like Chu Shaofeng, who only knew how to play, who was the person Chu Mingxuan placed his hopes on. Yet, he was killed by the black clothed man in front of everyone's eyes.

The man in black did not hesitate at all.

The crowd felt as if they were in a dream. This black-clothed man seemed to not put the famous Chu family in his eyes.

Huang Ziyang did not have many thoughts, he was just a killing machine, even the Emperor of Heaven would not care, much less the Chu Family.

Since Chu Shaohui was dead, then Chu Mingxuan had no more worries. Furthermore, in his fury, he could not care about anything else, with a roar, he struck Huang Ziyang with his palm.

His speed was too fast, to the point where Huang Ziyang didn't even have time to dodge before he was forcefully hit by the palm.

Boom! *

Huang Ziyang flew out and ruthlessly smashed a pillar, as he landed on the ground in a sorry state.

Dead?

Everyone started to question, eating precelestial martial artist's shocking palm strike meant that he would not be able to live, right?

Chu Mingxuan was very confident that this palm would be enough to take the opponent's life, but he did not stop there. His target was Tang Zheng.

"Tang Zheng, Shaohui is dead. I want you to pay with your life for him." Chu Mingxuan roared.

"Stop!" Ye Tianlei and Feng Siniang moved at the same time, the two of them were extremely fast, in a blink of an eye they were already behind Chu Mingxuan.

Tang Zheng was already dizzy from being hit by the Pure Yang Energy, he had no way to resist at all. Seeing Chu Mingxuan striking him with his deadly attack, he was actually powerless to do anything.

"Damn, Heaven Monk, are you really going to watch me die without doing anything?" He cursed in his heart, but Heaven Monk did not appear, because Huang Ziyang stood in front of him again.

It was just that this time, Huang Ziyang had already finished his defense, and kicked at Chu Mingxuan's chest, causing an explosion to sound in the air, and the air was compressed to the extreme by this kick.

Chu Mingxuan was shocked, how could this man in black not die? He was well aware of how powerful his palm strike was.

However, at that moment, Chu Mingxuan was being attacked from the back. In front of him was Huang Ziyang, and behind him was the Ye Family couple, if he was struck, half of his life would be gone.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came as a huge gust of wind blew across the ground. Chu Mingxuan felt as if he was flying through the clouds and lightly landed on the ground, unharmed.

And his original position had changed to one person, not Yan Potian, but Yan Qishan. Yan Qishan's palms fell out, as they faced off against the two directions from the left and right.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three muffled sounds could be heard, but Yan Qishan and the other two remained motionless, while they all flew out together. However, they were not injured.

This was the power of the Great Master Stage. Facing the three precelestial martial artist s, he could advance and retreat as he wished.

"Stop fighting." Yan Qishan said with a sunken face.

Ye Tianlei and Feng Siniang had only wanted to save Tang Zheng and did not want to continue fighting with Yan Qishan. Furthermore, this strike had already allowed them to realize the disparity between them.

The Yan Clan had two Great Master Stage experts, which the other clans could not compare to. No wonder he was able to sit as the leader of the Four Great Clans.

The other people could not help but secretly cheer, today's birthday feast was right, there was actually such an exciting show, and I was even lucky to see the Great Master Stage take action.

Chu Mingxuan did not celebrate his survival. Instead, he became even more furious and shouted, "Elder Yan, everyone, everyone, everyone has seen this today, and it's not me who is causing this trouble. Tang Zheng's accomplices trespassed into the Yan Clan and even cruelly killed my nephew, Shaohui.

"So what if he's dead? Do you still want others to pay with their lives? Hehe, if I kill you, don't you think you need to be so noisy?" Suddenly, a gentle voice came from the roof.