Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

The 36 long swords spread out like wings, and on Zhao Yang's left and right sides, one of the handles shone with a gray luster, like blue feathers.

Under the magnetic wrapping, all the long swords were soaked in his mysterious magnetic power.

"Om-"

With a soft sound, the 36 long swords spread out in an instant, filling the space in front of him with sword energy, making people shudder.

This Clutch Sword Art is much more complicated than the Liangyi Sword Formation, it took Zhao Yang half a day to be able to master the basic method of imperial emissary.

After that, it is time to grind your kung fu. With the experience accumulated in the game world, you can quickly deduce the kung fu to a very high level.

After practicing the Lianhe Sword Jue, Zhao Yang let out a long howl, and folded his arms together. The 36 long swords merged into one, forming a ten-foot-long giant sword, and cut it down with one sword.

"boom!"

The sword light drew a hundred-foot sword light, which fell on the solid ice, opening a crack that meanders forward.

"Crack-"

Zhao Yang's complexion changed, and he raised his head, only to see the snowy cliff collapsed and overturned.

"Om-"

The power of black magnetism on his body turned into a gray light ball with a radius of ten feet, which resisted all the pressed ice and snow, and then melted.

But there was too much ice and snow, and the melting speed of the mysterious magnetic force couldn't keep up with the speed of the ice and snow cover, and eventually, it was completely buried.

After a long time, the original snow valley became flat land, and the vast snow cliffs beside it had disappeared.

"boom--"

Deep in the ice and snow, a sword light soared into the sky, carrying a figure hanging in the sky.

Zhao Yang looked at the filled snow valley with a gleam in his eyes. Is this the force of nature?

This is just a snow mountain, if it is the kind of power that overturns the world, how powerful would it be?
He suppressed this thought, and then disappeared in a flash.

Back at the Frost Snow Sword Academy, Zhao Yang stretched out his hand and Zhuge Jun, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard, hurried forward.

"Why is your brother going to the foot of Cishan Mountain?" Looking at Zhuge Jun, Zhao Yang asked.

When he experimented with magnetic shuttle before, he vaguely sensed a thatched hut under the magnetic mountain, and it was only then that he remembered that there was an elder in the Shuangxue Sword Academy.

Zhuge Jun's cultivation base is negative and positive, so he is an elite disciple. His younger brother Zhuge Hong is an elder, so his cultivation base surpasses him.

"Hehe, my lord vice master, before you came to the sword academy, little Zhuge was the most talented disciple in the sword academy, and his cultivation has improved rapidly, and he is much better than me." Speaking of his younger brother, Zhuge Jun showed a smile on his face. meaning.

"It's just that he has trouble with the combination of yin and yang, and he has been unable to achieve great results, so he invited him to go to Cishan." Thinking of the terrifying power of Cishan, Zhuge Jun couldn't help but tremble.

He suddenly thought of something, and his face showed a look of surprise: "Master Vice President, you have cultivated the power of mysterious magnetism in one day, so you must know how to make the power of mysterious magnetism combine yin and yang, right?"

Zhao Yang nodded. Indeed, after he cultivated the power of Xuan Magnetic, he already had a deep understanding of the power of Xuan Magnetic. If he intervened, it would not be difficult for others to be able to combine yin and yang.

Of course, what he cultivated was Yuanci Dao, which was fundamentally different from the power of Xuanci cultivated by the disciples of the Sword Academy.In terms of power, there is also a huge difference.

Seeing Zhao Yang's nod, Zhuge Jun bowed and said solemnly: "Vice-principal master, little Zhuge is a rare genius in the Sword Academy for a thousand years, and I hope you will help me."

Looking at it now, in the entire Frost Snow Sword Academy, except for Zhuge Rui who shrank and refused to make a move, the only one who could help Zhao Yang was Zhuge Hong who had never been masked.

Zhao Yang wanted to improve his own strength and the strength of the Sword Academy. Without assistants, it would be too exhausting and a headache if he fought alone.

It seems that this little Zhuge really needs to see him.

It's just that this is also a genius, how to surrender, still needs to be planned.

It just so happened that after he cultivated the power of Xuanci, he also planned to go to Cishan to have a look.

"Well, I'll go to Cishan and visit your brother on the way. If he is willing, I can help him cultivate the power of Xuanci." Zhao Yang stood up and said to Zhuge Jun.

"Thank you, Vice President!" Zhuge Jun clasped his fists excitedly, and said loudly, "Don't worry, my lord. From now on, Big Pig will be on the saddle, and only my lord will follow."

Zhao Yang waved his hand, and in a blink of an eye, he was already out of the Sword Academy, heading towards Cishan.

This time he didn't use the power of black magnetism to shuttle, but walked towards the magnetic mountain step by step, and even his own power of black magnetism slowly converged.

The frighteningly vigorous magnetic force in the magnetic mountain immediately pressed against him, causing his bones to groan softly.

Taking a deep breath, he walked forward step by step under the heavy pressure of Wanjun.

The pressure on Cishan is getting more and more intense, but the mysterious magnetic force in Zhao Yang's body is constantly assimilating, setting the pressure at a critical point and supporting him to move forward step by step.

Half an hour later, a simple thatched cottage appeared in front of him.

A handsome monk in a pale white gown stood in front of the hut, looking solemnly at Zhao Yang who was slowly approaching.

This young man's face is somewhat similar to Zhuge Jun's, but his body is well-proportioned, his face is gentle, his eyebrows are like swords, he is very different from Zhuge Jun who is five big and three thick.

"There have been many changes in the Sword Academy recently, all because of your Excellency, right?"

The young man looked at Zhao Yang, his eyes flickered, and he looked up and down.

"Little Zhuge?"

Zhao Yang smiled lightly and glanced at the young man.

"Did Zhuge Rui send you here, or did Zhuge Jun tell you that I am here? Do you want to discuss with me?" Zhuge Hong looked indifferently, staring into Zhao Yang's eyes, and asked each sentence.

It seems that he is very defensive against himself...

Zhao Yang shook his head. This kind of genius is always a little arrogant and indifferent. If you want to subdue him, you must first subdue him.

He didn't answer Zhuge Hong's words, just walked past him and walked towards Cishan.

Zhuge Hong was slightly taken aback, seeing Zhao Yang walking away, he said loudly: "The magnetic force will double within ten miles, be careful!"

Zhao Yang paused, did not look back, and continued on his way.

Zhuge Hong watched Zhao Yang go away, with a look of determination on his face, and said in a low voice, "I can do it too!"

After speaking, he took a few steps to the stone steps in front of the thatched hut, sat cross-legged, and slowly began to circulate the power of profound magnetism all over his body.

Zhao Yang moved forward step by step, the power from Cishan seemed to want to push him away, and at the same time seemed to want to attract him.

Regardless of the strength on the magnetic mountain, he just walked forward step by step.

The huge mountain range of Cishan is like a fallen dragon, lying in the white snow, which is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Step by step approaching, the pressure from body to soul is getting bigger and bigger.

One step before, barren black gravel filled the entire space.

Some fell to the ground, and some were directly suspended in mid-air.

From this space to Cishan, it is exactly ten miles.

"Om-"

As Zhuge Hong said, within ten miles, the pressure doubles.

As soon as Zhao Yang raised his foot, the feeling of crushing heaven and earth subsided instantly.

This time, instead of resisting with his body, he circulated the power of mysterious magnetism all over his body, turning it into a circle of light that kept reciprocating, covering himself.

As the aperture rises, the pressure from the magnetic mountain disappears.

It seems that my previous thoughts were correct.

With a faint smile on Zhao Yang's face, he strode towards Cishan.