Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

"Who dares to hurt my grandson's body!"

"boom--"

A thunderous sound resounded, Zhao Yang and Zuo Linger on the high platform, and everyone within a radius of tens of feet below the platform felt the sound of thunder in their ears.

A halo rose from Zuo Linger's body, covering her whole body.

Zhao Yang's face turned pale, and another mouthful of blood spewed out.

Countless people in the audience were trembling all over, and their ears were bleeding.

A phantom wearing a white uniform stood in the void, his eyes fell on Zheng Hui's arm, and his face showed a look of rage.

"Grandpa, my arm..." Zheng Hui gritted his teeth, covered his arm with his hand and howled.

The phantom swept his eyes around, and his eyes fell on the blood python battle axe, and then settled on Zhao Yang's face.

"If you dare to hurt my Hui'er's body, all of you will be buried with him!"

"boom--"

A huge spiritual power turned into a beam of light and swept towards Zhao Yang.

This spiritual power was so great that Zhao Yang felt like an ant standing at the feet of an elephant, and there was no way to avoid it.

Behind him, Zuo Ling'er hugged Zhao Yang's waist, and pressed herself tightly against him.

Is this going to die with myself?
Zhao Yang's eyes were fixed on this beam of light, and he was waiting.

"Oh!"

The moment the beam of light fell on Zhao Yang's head, a pale white folding fan blocked the beam of light.

The upward side of the folding fan exuded a white light, and a line of delicate ink marks on it turned into mountain peaks, blocking the beam of light three inches above Zhao Yang's head.

"People from the Li family?"

Xu Ying turned his head and looked at Li Wenxuan who was not far away.

"Senior, golden core practitioners are not allowed to act in other states and counties without permission. You have crossed the line." Li Wenxuan looked at the phantom indifferently.

"Hmph, even he, Li Hao, dare not speak like this in front of the old man, you are so brave." Xu Ying said so, but the beam of light dissipated.

Li Wenxuan stretched out his hand, and the folding fan was retracted.

So what about the Jindan Patriarch, thousands of miles away, if the Dharma Body manifested only with the help of treasures dared to fight him, he wouldn't mind doing it.

"Lu Shu, take good care of your son, I will come here in person and destroy this sect that dares to hurt Hui'er." Xu Ying gave Zheng Hui's old guard a cold look, and then disappeared into place.

The white-haired old man stepped forward to protect Zheng Hui, who had a broken arm, and looked at Zhao Yang with gloomy eyes.

He wished he could eat Zhao Yang, because Zheng Hui was the patriarch Zheng Hengyan's favorite grandson, but his arm was cut off here.No matter what I do, I can't get rid of a weak guard.

"Lu Shu, don't worry about me, kill, kill him!" Zheng Hui roared, his eyes full of madness: "Destroy this Qingyun sect! No one will be left!"

Lu Shu glanced at Zheng Hui, gritted his teeth, his spiritual power swelled like a tide, and the coercion that belonged to the great monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment spread.He turned his head to look at the audience and shouted: "If something happens to my young master here today, none of you will leave alive!"

After finishing speaking, his figure flashed, and a short spear weapon in his hand flew towards Zhao Yang.

"when--"

"boom!"

……

Several figures landed beside Zhao Yang, blocking him and Zuo Ling'er behind.

"Brother Zhao, take your younger siblings and leave. With your talent, after a hundred years, it is possible to become a great Nascent Soul."

"Yes, when the time comes, we will come back with good looks and good clothes, and let's drink together again."

In front of Zhao Yang, Shu Quan and the others held law enforcement weapons and faced a great monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

"Big Brothers..." Zhao Yang was moved in his heart. The other party was a member of the seventh-rank sect, and there was an ancestor of Jindan behind him. Shu Quan and the others risked their lives to help themselves!
"Hehe, you saved my life, Lao Shu. If I send it here today, it will be considered as repayment to you." Shu Quan chuckled, drew the magic weapon in his hand, and rushed forward.

Xu Zhuo, Qian Sheng and the others didn't say a word, and rushed towards the great monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment with the magic weapon carrying aura.

"boom--"

Lu Shu sneered, and the short spear in his hand turned into a series of spirit pythons, stopping several generals rushing towards him.

Even if they don't kill them, these generals who are only in the late stage of Qi refining can't pose a real threat to a master in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

In the world of practice, the small gap in cultivation may be made up for by exercises and instruments.However, there is such a huge gap between the middle stage of foundation establishment and the late stage of gas refining that nothing can change it.

Even if Shu Quan and the others were equipped with high-level equipment and several magic weapons were all high-level, they didn't even have the strength to fight back in front of Lu Shu's transformed spirit python.

"Oh!"

Qian Sheng was entangled by the spirit python, and he threw it out, spitting blood.

"Snapped--"

The transformed armor on Shu's body was shattered by the spirit python's blow, and he backed away bloodied all over his body.

……

But with a cup of tea, there is no obstacle between Zhao Yang and Lu Shu.

"Senior brother, it's all my fault..." Zuo Ling'er had despair in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Yang's lapel.

"In the next life, I will still be your Zixia, okay?"

"Okay," Zhao Yang smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to pat the little girl's cheek, and said dotingly, "But you don't want to run away in this life."

"Om-"

As soon as Zhao Yang turned his head, the giant ax above his head turned into aura and rushed towards Lu Shu.

"kill!"

"when--"

Lu Shu hit the ax blade with the short spear, and then the short spear collapsed and flew.

"Haha, you dare to use an unrefined magic weapon!" Lu Shu's short spear was blown away, but his face showed surprise, he laughed, and his spiritual power and spirit rushed out. Shrouded towards the giant axe.

A top-grade magic weapon that has not been refined is an ownerless thing, that is to say, as long as Zhao Yang's spiritual power is expelled from the magic weapon, the ownership of the magic weapon will belong to him.

A top-grade magic weapon, this is a treasure that even the grandsons of Jindan ancestors like Zheng Hui long for.

"Shh-"

The moment Lu Shu's soul and spiritual power touched the giant axe, thousands of pairs of eyes stared at him on the high platform, and Lu Shu's figure instantly disappeared in place.

gone!
In his mind, when the system prompts that a player is connected to the game world, Zhao Yang takes Lu Shu into the game world.Then he also put in the Golden Core Sword Cultivator who had been connecting to "Tianjian Baiyu".

"You, what demon did you use!" Seeing Lu Shu disappear in front of his eyes, Zheng Hui's original vicious expression turned into panic.

A great monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, he knows how powerful it is.

Such a master disappeared before his eyes without any resistance. He didn't dare to imagine what kind of power it would take.

Zhao Yang didn't answer, but stepped forward step by step.

"You, what are you going to do!" Zheng Hui couldn't help stepping back regardless of the pain of the broken arm.

Most of his original cultivation bases were piled up. Now that he lost one arm and lost [-]% of his strength, how could he dare to face Zhao Yang? Plus, Zhao Yang could make Lu Shu disappear. This kind of ability is really terrifying .

"Plum Orchid, Bamboo Ju, Shuya, hurry up and help me!" Zheng Hui roared in panic and staggered back.

"What do you want to do? If you dare to hurt the young master, the old man will crush you!"

"Yes, hurry up and kneel down to kowtow to the young master!"

……

Five coquettish female cultivators flew up and surrounded Zheng Hui, yelling at Zhao Yang sternly.

"It's for them that you threatened to remove my Qingyun Sect from Qingyun Immortal Sect, and asked for five Breaking Realm Pills?"

A reddish sword intent wrapped around Zhao Yang's body, and the lingering sword energy swept across all directions.