Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

"No wonder Brother Qian is a bit reluctant to entrust you to me. This skill is really good."

After stuffing a piece of meat in his mouth, Zhao Yang nodded in satisfaction.

Hearing Zhao Yang's words, Yu Youren grinned.

"Distribute this beast meat to all brothers." Zhao Yang pointed to the roasted beast meat.

"Okay!" Yu Youren took the short blade returned from Zhao Yang, responded loudly, walked back to the fire, and began to cut the meat.

"Thank you sir!"

All soldiers were fist towards Zhao Yang, with joy on their faces.

This is a high-grade monster, and the meat of this monster is a great supplement to these soldiers in the body refining state.

Yu Youren cut up the animal meat, Wu Mingshuo led several sergeants to change the guard outside, and the entire camp was in order.

"who!"

At this moment, a sergeant shouted loudly in front of him.

"Wow—"

All the sergeants who were sitting on the ground and eating quickly got up, with their weapons in hand, they stepped back and protected Zhao Yang's carriage layer by layer.

"Masters, misunderstood, misunderstood!"

Wu Mingshuo led several sergeants, seven or eight people, and came over with a large car and several horses.

"Master Joining the Army, these people are spying from a distance, and my subordinates escorted them here." Wu Mingshuo pointed at those people, and said in a low voice to Zhao Yang.

"General, general, misunderstanding, we are all the traders of this division, that is, passing the way." The leading Pentest Powder robe veterans of several people stood up to Zhao Yang while reaching out to unveil the canvas on the big car.

On the big car, food, cloth and other things are stacked.

"These are all collected by Zhuangzi and are going to be sold to Talang City." The old man rummaged through the carriage and pulled out some blue silk and satin: "Military lords, this is for the villains to honor you military lords."

As he said, he was holding the satin and wanted to send it to Zhao Yang.

"stop!"

A sergeant leading a group of sergeants standing in front of the carriage gave a loud shout, then turned to look at Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang smiled slightly and said, "Huang Ping, you are old men in the army, why don't you ask me?"

Hearing Zhao Yang's words, the sergeant smiled, nodded, and turned towards the old man.

"Master, please laugh and accept—" The old man bowed down holding the silk and satin.

"warehouse--"

"when!"

Huang Ping's waist knife slashed down fiercely, just hitting the dagger that the old man pulled out from the silk.

"kill!"

Huang Ping let out a low cry, and the waist saber slashed down again.

The old man's face was gloomy, and several attendants behind him also drew their swords and rushed towards Huang Ping.

"Protect the general!" Huang Ping shouted, and the waist knife in his hand turned into a sword light, encircling the old man.

"kill!"

Teams of sergeants surrounded the carriage, and then half of them stood forward with swords and guns in their hands, and their blood and blood were united, trapping the group of assassins who had already been surrounded.

Zhao Yang nodded, he was indeed a fierce soldier.The abundance of qi and blood directly suppressed the opponent.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the old man who was suppressed by Huang Pin, with a faint smile on his face.

"boom!"

Huang Pin's saber was as bright as lightning, and he chopped the old man out of the way with one blow.

"Dangdangdang-"

Several knives and guns stabbed at the old man, this man was quite skilled, rolling on the ground, although he was in a state of distress, he was not injured at all.

"Shh-"

Just when Huang Pin stepped forward again, the old man who was in danger suddenly flashed, opened the distance from Huang Ping, and flew towards Zhao Yang.

"court death!"

Standing in front of Zhao Yang, Yu Youren held a dagger in his hand and flew out with a flash of light.

"Humph!"

The old man didn't dodge. When the light blade approached him, his robe bulged and shook the light blade away.

"Senior monk!"

Wu Mingshuo and others in the distance turned pale with fright, and hurriedly flew to rescue Zhao Yang.

"My lord, hide away!"

Yu Youren gritted his teeth, the short blade in his hand flashed with spiritual light, and the spiritual power in his whole body was concentrated, and then he threw the short blade at the old man.

It's a pity that a practitioner who has shown strength in the late stage of Qi refining is not at all able to resist the sergeant in the early stage of Qi refining when he is close to him.

The short blade was lifted lightly by the old man, and then he passed over the top of You Ren's head, and the short blade in his hand slashed from the top of Zhao Yang's head!
Finished!

There was despair in the eyes of the two hundred sergeants.

Zhao Yang's cultivation level was broken by the great cultivator, and now he has no cultivation level. Shu Quan and others repeatedly confessed this matter.Their mission is to protect Zhao Yang, and when they were in Zhenhaiwei, they would protect him every step of the way.

But who would have thought that even before Zhenhaiwei arrived, high-level practitioners would attack and kill Zhao Yang?

Seeing the short blade approaching, Zhao Yang smiled and took a step back.

"Thorn-"

The short blade slashed at his battle armor, causing a string of sparks from his shoulders to his waist.

"Om-"

Just as the old man grinned and was about to step up and draw out his saber again, there was a soft sound, and a bright silver spear appeared in Zhao Yang's hand.

"Snapped--"

Zhao Yang shook his gun in his hand, and he fired first behind him, throwing it on the old man's chest and abdomen.

The old man flew off the carriage with blood spurting from his mouth and nose, and fell on the road three feet away.

It turns out that Master Joining the Army is so strong!
Surprised and delighted, Wu Mingshuo and the others rushed out with swords and guns, and surrounded the old man with the shattered breastbone.

At this moment, those followers were forced by swords and guns, and all of them knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Say, who sent you here!" Wu Mingshuo put a long knife on the old man's shoulder, and the blade pulled his neck out of a long mouth.

"Ahem," the old man turned his head away while coughing up blood, struggling to growl, "Don't be complacent, Elder Zheng won't let you go!"

Elder Zheng!
These sergeants all knew about Zhao Yang's past, so they naturally knew who Elder Zheng was.

Zheng Hengyan, the ancestor of Qingyunxian Gate.

"Even my thirteen guards dare to intercept and kill, Zheng Hengyan doesn't want to live anymore!" Wu Mingshuo gritted his teeth.

"Hey," the old man spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at Wu Mingshuo: "Elder Zheng has already made a move, you won't live long."

Killing intent flashed in Wu Mingshuo's eyes, and with a swing of the long knife, he was about to kill the old man.

"Actually, if it wasn't for the strong fishy smell on your body, I would have believed it." Zhao Yang, who was standing on the carriage and holding a spear, suddenly said.

fishy smell?
Wu Mingshuo and others changed their expressions, and the old man who fell to the ground was shocked, and he looked at Zhao Yang incredible.

Zhao Yang squatted down and looked at the old man with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect it, this was just out of the waves, so I picked up a military work."

Yu Youren stepped forward, slashing the back of the old man's head with the back of the dagger.

The old man let out a miserable cry, trembling all over, his hands and feet began to curl up, slowly peeling off a layer of skin, a trembling black fish-faced man with slender hands and feet rolled out from his robes.

"A spy from the water demon clan!"

"Master Joining the Army has done a great job this time!"

……

Wu Mingshuo and others exclaimed, then turned to look at the other assassins who were lying limp on the ground.

"Forgive me, forgive me, we are not fish monsters, we are real human race..."

"Human race? The human race who sacrificed their lives for the fish demon should be killed!" Yu Youren walked forward step by step with a dagger in his hand.