Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss
Chapter 123 Brother, will you kill him for me?
The white-haired old man stepped forward, his spiritual power and soul power swelled and scattered in all directions, but more of them gathered into a wall of spiritual power and hit Zuo Ling'er.
"boom--"
Zhao Yang moved and stood in front of Zuo Ling'er, with a flash of spiritual light all over his body, and a shiny silver armor covering his body.
The vajra battle armor that comes with the blood python battle ax can withstand the attacks in the early stage of foundation establishment.
The white-haired old man just exuded arrogance at random, and did not use his full strength. The faint wall of spiritual power collided with Zhao Yang's battle armor and shattered instantly.
Although Zuo Ling'er, who was standing behind Zhao Yang, was not hit by the wall of spiritual power, the scattered fragments of spiritual power still made her long hair flutter, and she took a step back with a pale face.
"Humph!"
The blow was blocked by Zhao Yang, and the old man's face showed a sullen expression. He was about to strike again, but he heard Mr. Zheng Hui beside him say: "Lu Gongfeng really doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade. Miss Ling'er is such a beauty, you are willing to bear it." shot."
Hearing this, the old man lowered his raised hand, looked at Zuo Ling'er in a blink of an eye, and stepped back a step behind Zheng Hui.
Rabbits rose and fell on the high platform, and the momentary fight caused everyone in the audience to stop talking and stare fixedly at this weird scene.
Didn't they say that Qingyun Immortal Sect is the last sect of Qingyun Sect? Why did they fight?
"Go to hell—"
Zuo Ling'er, who was beaten back by the old man, gritted her silver teeth, raised the long sword in her hand, and stabbed at Mr. Zheng Hui with a sword light.
"That's right, it's quite hot." Mr. Zheng Hui smiled lightly, and swung out a ruler-long short blade with his fingertips, blocking Zuo Ling'er's long sword completely.
"when!"
"when!"
……
On the high platform, Zuo Ling'er swung the long sword with all his might, but couldn't hurt Zheng Hui who was smiling all over his face.
"It's really a little pepper, and this swordsmanship is really good." While commenting, Mr. Zheng Hui waved his hands casually on the high platform, blocking Zuo Ling'er's sword move.
"Ling'er, stop it." Zhao Yang said suddenly.
Zuo Ling'er, who was still drawing the sword, trembled all over, stopped, and looked at Zhao Yang with a sad face: "Brother, he was the one who killed my father and those uncles, didn't he?"
Zhao Yang nodded.
"Brother, you said that you would avenge Master, didn't you?" Zuo Ling'er's eyes glistened with tears, and her whole body trembled.
Zhao Yang still nodded calmly.
Zuo Ling'er's originally pale face finally revealed a trace of tenderness, like a wounded bunny, carefully looking at Zhao Yang: "Then, brother, will you kill him for me?"
kill him!
In the venue, the faces of countless people changed drastically.
Not to mention the strength of Mr. Zheng Hui, and the obviously powerful guards behind him, Zhao Yang can't deal with it at all.
Even if Zhao Yang was able to deal with it, if an envoy from a seventh-rank sect was beheaded, the impact would be unimaginable.
This incident may be a disaster for the entire Qingyun sect.
Not to mention the people from the Qingyun Sect, even the people present today, I am afraid that they will all be implicated.
"Haha, kill me?"
Zheng Hui looked up to the sky and laughed out loud as if he heard something happy.
"Little girl, do you know who I am?" Zheng Hui's eyes flickered coldly, and the expression on his face gradually turned cold: "Of the twelve Jindan Patriarchs of Qingyun Immortal Sect, my grandfather Zheng Hengyan ranked sixth. There are nearly a hundred foundation-building monks under Yanfeng's seat."
Zheng Hui pointed at Zhao Yang, his eyes full of mockery: "Don't look at him here as a domineering, majestic, in my Qingyun Xianmen, there are eight thousand if not ten thousand as powerful as him. "
Every time Zheng Hui said something, Zuo Linger's face turned pale.
When Zheng Hui finished speaking, Zuo Ling'er's face was as white as paper, and his figure was crumbling.
"Dang clang—" Zuo Ling'er fell to the ground with the long sword in his hand, as if his whole body had been pulled out, and he couldn't stand anymore.
Just when she was about to fall to the ground, a warm chest pressed against her back, and a strong arm hugged her.
"Senior brother, forget it..." Zuo Ling'er raised his head, the aura in his eyes was slack, and he seemed to be disheartened.
"Forget it?" Without waiting for Zhao Yang to speak, Zheng Hui on the opposite side laughed and looked at Zhao Yang: "You have a lot of secrets, such as your cultivation by leaps and bounds, your rapidly improving sword intent, and the inexplicable origin. Secret Realm..."
Every time he said a word, his eyes lit up.Looking at Zhao Yang is like looking at a piece of delicious cake.
Zhao Yang's face remained motionless, he just stretched out his hand to stroke Zuo Ling'er's soft hair gently.
"Zhao Yang, give your secret to Mr. Zheng Hui. From now on, you will vote under Mr. Yang's sect. I, Qingyun Xianmen Yangyan Peak, will be your backer." The white-haired old man glanced at Li Wenxuan who was diagonally above, and took another look. Zhao Yang shouted loudly.
Seventh-rank sect, Jindan Patriarch, if anyone has such a backing, he might be able to walk sideways in the entire Changhe County, right?
Those sects near Qingkong Mountain were a little nervous.
Zhao Yang's choice today may determine the pattern of the various sects in Changhe County in the next few decades, or even hundreds of years.
Will Zhao Yang bow his head?
In many cases, it is understandable to bow your head to the forces that you can only look up to, right?
Patriarch Jindan...
A smile slowly appeared on Zhao Yang's face, and then he gently let go of Zuo Ling'er in his arms.
Seeing Zhao Yang's expression, Zuo Ling'er's heart sank to the bottom.
"Hehe, you really know the current affairs." Zheng Hui nodded, looked at Zhao Yang with a light smile and said, "I admit, compared to your luck, your ability to judge the situation is more appreciated by me. Follow me, you What are you doing—”
Before Zheng Hui could finish his sentence, the mountain-like blood python battle ax that had been floating on the high platform fell from the sky and struck towards the top of his head!
"boom--"
Several light curtains rose from Zheng Hui's body, all of which were instantly shattered into pieces by that overbearing axe.
"you dare!"
The white-haired old man roared angrily, and a golden aura in his hand slapped Zhao Yang's chest.
"Oh!"
Zhao Yang didn't dodge or dodge, he was hit abruptly, his body flashed with aura, he retreated three steps, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.
As soon as the blood spewed out, it was absorbed by the blood python battle axe.
After the battle ax absorbed Zhao Yang's blood, a coquettish luster appeared on the blade.
"boom--"
The giant ax fell with one blow.
On the opposite side, Mr. Zheng Hui, relying on the resistance of several treasures on his body, managed to dodge his head before the giant ax approached him, but half of his shoulder could no longer escape, and was chopped off by an axe!
"what--"
The severed arm has not yet landed, and all the blood in it has been absorbed by the giant axe.When the broken arm fell to the ground, it was already a piece of dry bone.
"Ah——, ah—"
Pressing his shoulder with one hand, Mr. Zheng Hui screamed in horror.
"Young Master!" The white-haired old man wanted to step forward in panic, looking at Zheng Hui's broken arm, his face was pale.
"Kill, kill! Kill them, kill them all!"
Mr. Zheng Hui roared ferociously, and a light curtain rose from his body.
"boom--"
Zhao Yang moved and stood in front of Zuo Ling'er, with a flash of spiritual light all over his body, and a shiny silver armor covering his body.
The vajra battle armor that comes with the blood python battle ax can withstand the attacks in the early stage of foundation establishment.
The white-haired old man just exuded arrogance at random, and did not use his full strength. The faint wall of spiritual power collided with Zhao Yang's battle armor and shattered instantly.
Although Zuo Ling'er, who was standing behind Zhao Yang, was not hit by the wall of spiritual power, the scattered fragments of spiritual power still made her long hair flutter, and she took a step back with a pale face.
"Humph!"
The blow was blocked by Zhao Yang, and the old man's face showed a sullen expression. He was about to strike again, but he heard Mr. Zheng Hui beside him say: "Lu Gongfeng really doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade. Miss Ling'er is such a beauty, you are willing to bear it." shot."
Hearing this, the old man lowered his raised hand, looked at Zuo Ling'er in a blink of an eye, and stepped back a step behind Zheng Hui.
Rabbits rose and fell on the high platform, and the momentary fight caused everyone in the audience to stop talking and stare fixedly at this weird scene.
Didn't they say that Qingyun Immortal Sect is the last sect of Qingyun Sect? Why did they fight?
"Go to hell—"
Zuo Ling'er, who was beaten back by the old man, gritted her silver teeth, raised the long sword in her hand, and stabbed at Mr. Zheng Hui with a sword light.
"That's right, it's quite hot." Mr. Zheng Hui smiled lightly, and swung out a ruler-long short blade with his fingertips, blocking Zuo Ling'er's long sword completely.
"when!"
"when!"
……
On the high platform, Zuo Ling'er swung the long sword with all his might, but couldn't hurt Zheng Hui who was smiling all over his face.
"It's really a little pepper, and this swordsmanship is really good." While commenting, Mr. Zheng Hui waved his hands casually on the high platform, blocking Zuo Ling'er's sword move.
"Ling'er, stop it." Zhao Yang said suddenly.
Zuo Ling'er, who was still drawing the sword, trembled all over, stopped, and looked at Zhao Yang with a sad face: "Brother, he was the one who killed my father and those uncles, didn't he?"
Zhao Yang nodded.
"Brother, you said that you would avenge Master, didn't you?" Zuo Ling'er's eyes glistened with tears, and her whole body trembled.
Zhao Yang still nodded calmly.
Zuo Ling'er's originally pale face finally revealed a trace of tenderness, like a wounded bunny, carefully looking at Zhao Yang: "Then, brother, will you kill him for me?"
kill him!
In the venue, the faces of countless people changed drastically.
Not to mention the strength of Mr. Zheng Hui, and the obviously powerful guards behind him, Zhao Yang can't deal with it at all.
Even if Zhao Yang was able to deal with it, if an envoy from a seventh-rank sect was beheaded, the impact would be unimaginable.
This incident may be a disaster for the entire Qingyun sect.
Not to mention the people from the Qingyun Sect, even the people present today, I am afraid that they will all be implicated.
"Haha, kill me?"
Zheng Hui looked up to the sky and laughed out loud as if he heard something happy.
"Little girl, do you know who I am?" Zheng Hui's eyes flickered coldly, and the expression on his face gradually turned cold: "Of the twelve Jindan Patriarchs of Qingyun Immortal Sect, my grandfather Zheng Hengyan ranked sixth. There are nearly a hundred foundation-building monks under Yanfeng's seat."
Zheng Hui pointed at Zhao Yang, his eyes full of mockery: "Don't look at him here as a domineering, majestic, in my Qingyun Xianmen, there are eight thousand if not ten thousand as powerful as him. "
Every time Zheng Hui said something, Zuo Linger's face turned pale.
When Zheng Hui finished speaking, Zuo Ling'er's face was as white as paper, and his figure was crumbling.
"Dang clang—" Zuo Ling'er fell to the ground with the long sword in his hand, as if his whole body had been pulled out, and he couldn't stand anymore.
Just when she was about to fall to the ground, a warm chest pressed against her back, and a strong arm hugged her.
"Senior brother, forget it..." Zuo Ling'er raised his head, the aura in his eyes was slack, and he seemed to be disheartened.
"Forget it?" Without waiting for Zhao Yang to speak, Zheng Hui on the opposite side laughed and looked at Zhao Yang: "You have a lot of secrets, such as your cultivation by leaps and bounds, your rapidly improving sword intent, and the inexplicable origin. Secret Realm..."
Every time he said a word, his eyes lit up.Looking at Zhao Yang is like looking at a piece of delicious cake.
Zhao Yang's face remained motionless, he just stretched out his hand to stroke Zuo Ling'er's soft hair gently.
"Zhao Yang, give your secret to Mr. Zheng Hui. From now on, you will vote under Mr. Yang's sect. I, Qingyun Xianmen Yangyan Peak, will be your backer." The white-haired old man glanced at Li Wenxuan who was diagonally above, and took another look. Zhao Yang shouted loudly.
Seventh-rank sect, Jindan Patriarch, if anyone has such a backing, he might be able to walk sideways in the entire Changhe County, right?
Those sects near Qingkong Mountain were a little nervous.
Zhao Yang's choice today may determine the pattern of the various sects in Changhe County in the next few decades, or even hundreds of years.
Will Zhao Yang bow his head?
In many cases, it is understandable to bow your head to the forces that you can only look up to, right?
Patriarch Jindan...
A smile slowly appeared on Zhao Yang's face, and then he gently let go of Zuo Ling'er in his arms.
Seeing Zhao Yang's expression, Zuo Ling'er's heart sank to the bottom.
"Hehe, you really know the current affairs." Zheng Hui nodded, looked at Zhao Yang with a light smile and said, "I admit, compared to your luck, your ability to judge the situation is more appreciated by me. Follow me, you What are you doing—”
Before Zheng Hui could finish his sentence, the mountain-like blood python battle ax that had been floating on the high platform fell from the sky and struck towards the top of his head!
"boom--"
Several light curtains rose from Zheng Hui's body, all of which were instantly shattered into pieces by that overbearing axe.
"you dare!"
The white-haired old man roared angrily, and a golden aura in his hand slapped Zhao Yang's chest.
"Oh!"
Zhao Yang didn't dodge or dodge, he was hit abruptly, his body flashed with aura, he retreated three steps, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.
As soon as the blood spewed out, it was absorbed by the blood python battle axe.
After the battle ax absorbed Zhao Yang's blood, a coquettish luster appeared on the blade.
"boom--"
The giant ax fell with one blow.
On the opposite side, Mr. Zheng Hui, relying on the resistance of several treasures on his body, managed to dodge his head before the giant ax approached him, but half of his shoulder could no longer escape, and was chopped off by an axe!
"what--"
The severed arm has not yet landed, and all the blood in it has been absorbed by the giant axe.When the broken arm fell to the ground, it was already a piece of dry bone.
"Ah——, ah—"
Pressing his shoulder with one hand, Mr. Zheng Hui screamed in horror.
"Young Master!" The white-haired old man wanted to step forward in panic, looking at Zheng Hui's broken arm, his face was pale.
"Kill, kill! Kill them, kill them all!"
Mr. Zheng Hui roared ferociously, and a light curtain rose from his body.
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