"Haoran!"

Xia Zimo, who was standing behind Mo Xiaofan, opened her small mouth into an O-shape.

The young man in front of him, with his sword drawn and his upright back, is like a killing god!

She knew that it was a never-ending situation!

"Oh my God! Mo Xiaofan is too hanging!"

"Cao, these people are from the capital, and at first glance they are characters with hands and eyes! Mo Xiaofan is going to break the rhythm of the sky!"

The onlookers were all stunned.

The strong and domineering of Wang Zhan and others made them dare not speak out, and Mo Xiaofan's murderous attack made them feel happy and extremely shocked.

"Hmph, this little bastard even dares to fight anyone from Yanjing, he's impatient!"

In the crowd, Li Gang cursed viciously.

This thing has been much more low-key since he was beaten by Mo Xiaofan on campus, but he has been holding his breath in his heart.

He knew very well that Wang Zhan and the others were huge, otherwise, how could they dare to make such a big formation at the gate of the university? Another point, Xia Zimo is from the Yanjing clan, and Xia Zimo is like a mouse seeing a cat when she sees Wang Zhan and the others, you can imagine how terrible Wang Zhan and the others are!

"Whew!Wang, Wang Shao was trampled underfoot!?"

Several of Wang Zhan's companions rubbed their eyes fiercely, and their eyeballs were about to come out, but they still couldn't believe this murderous scene.

"Miscellaneous to die!"

Finally, Wang Zhan's eight personal bodyguards reacted.

These people are all mercenaries or special forces, with extraordinary combat ability, and they all have blood on their hands.

The eight people were like eight hills, and even the earth trembled slightly when they ran wildly, and they killed Mo Xiaofan violently.

"Bang bang-"

No matter how powerful these eight people are, they are just traditional martial artists, how can they be compared with Mo Xiaofan, who has cultivated the immortal method, Mo Xiaofan's figure flickered, turned into a remnant of the Dao, punched and kicked, and almost in the blink of an eye, the eight strong men either broke their arms or legs, and all of them lay on the ground, wailing.

"Such garbage, dare to come out and pretend to compare!"

As soon as Mo Xiaofan's voice fell, there was a click, and Wang Zhan's other wrist was broken.

Since he has done it, and the Wang family is a situation that will never die, then there is no need to keep his hands, he understands the truth of fighting snakes without dying, but suffering from them, he understands better than anyone else!

Only by being ferocious enough can you deter the other party.

What's more important is that with his understanding of the Wang family, this family has a bad reputation and is not a good bird.

"Boy, stop!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the crowd.

It was like a thunderclap that made everyone's brains boom.

I saw a thin old man appear in front of everyone like a ghost, the gray robe on his body was windless, hunting sounded, the temperature of the entire space dropped sharply, and everyone felt awe-inspiring and murderous.

This person is the secret guard of the Wang family to worship the Yellow Dynasty and Wang Zhan.

He was scattered outside the crowd, his attention was all focused on the danger that might come from the periphery, and he didn't expect that a group of student eggs would actually dare to make a move against Wang Zhan, and he was also a cultivator!

Think of the little master being abolished in front of him!

He didn't have time to stop it, how could he explain to the Wang family patriarch?

An awe-inspiring murderous aura rose in his body, and the momentum suddenly exploded.

"Click!"

However, he was answered by another sound of bones shattering, and the boy's contemptuous and cold smile.

"Die!"

Huang Chao shouted violently, stepped out violently, the ground trembled, and with the power of the rebound, his body shot out like a cannonball, and volleyed towards Mo Xiaofan.

"Ahh

"Damn, it's terrible!"

"It's over, Mo Xiaofan is afraid that he will suffer. ”

"Don't just suffer a loss, I'm afraid I'm going to be slapped to death with a palm!"

The onlookers screamed one after another, this scene is simply only possible in film and television dramas, and it is completely beyond their psychological cognition.

"Click!"

Mo Xiaofan turned a blind eye, and stepped on Wang Zhan's stall again, and the sound of broken eggs sounded clearly.

"Ahh

Wang Zhan screamed in a terrible way, his upper body was raised violently, and he lay straight on the ground, completely fainting.

"Yikes!"

Huang Chao, who was in mid-air, was stunned and roared.

In an instant, a pair of his iron fists slammed into Mo Xiaofan's dantian area.

He temporarily made up his mind to abolish this kid first, and then bring it back to the Wang family, when the time comes, this kid will definitely regret coming to this world!

"Weak chicken, dare to come out and fight for the tiger!"

Suddenly, a cold voice exploded in Huang Chao's head.

He didn't allow him to react from the extreme horror, only to feel an afterimage pass in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, his lower abdomen was hit like a heavy hammer, and there was a muffled sound, and the dantian exploded.

His body flew upside down more than ten meters and slammed into the roof of Bugatadi Veyron.

I saw that his abdomen was deeply collapsed into a big pit, and the breath in the dantian was like a deflated ball, losing frantically.

Soon, his body was like a mess of mud, and his gray face was many years old.

One punch to blow up the dantian!

The Hong family enshrined the Yellow Dynasty and was abolished!

Brutal, terrible!

It's a ghostly method.

Several of Wang Zhan's companions trembled, and they knew better than anyone what the worship meant to their big family.

Worship is the heritage and support of these big families.

Right in front of their eyes, the Wang family's worship of the Huang Dynasty was abolished with one punch!

Although there is a qualitative gap between the worship strength of the Wang family and the worship strength of the real wealthy family, after all, he is also a cultivator.

In a second-rate provincial capital, isn't it a sideways existence?

But today......

Is the young man in front of him a human or a ghost?

Several of Wang Zhan's companions were full of coldness in their bones! There was a thick color of jealousy in their eyes, and there was no trace of the arrogance of the children of the great clan.

"Please, please stop!"

One of Wang Zhan's companions, also from a big clan in Yanjing, named Xu Shijie, finally said a word, and his tone was very empty.

"Who are you from the Wang family?"

Mo Xiaofan asked coldly.

"We are not the Wang family, but you can't kill Wang Zhan, he is a descendant of the Wang family, and the Wang family is ......," Wang Zhan said, after all, they came together, if they saw Wang Zhan being killed and didn't say anything, it was not easy to explain to the Wang family.

"Since it's not the Wang family, shut up, so as not to get burned!"

Mo Xiaofan coldly interrupted this person's words.

"You, you're so crazy, you don't know how terrible the Yanjing clan is!"

Xu Shijie was stunned and couldn't get off the stage, and forced himself to harden his airway.

"It's just a small third-rate family, like ants, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will abolish you with me!"

Mo Xiaofan could hear that this person was blind and said coldly.

Xu Shijie was cold, he could feel that the young man was definitely not scaring him, how dare he speak again.

"Go back to Yanjing immediately and tell the Wang family patriarch that I will visit in person!"

In the end, Mo Xiaofan left a cold word, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, he took Xia Zimo's hand and left.

Xia Zimo was still in extreme shock, her little head was booming, and she didn't know what to say at all.