Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

If it is another player, in order to break through this world, you need to push all the low-level bosses.

But Zhao Yang didn't have so many troubles, he flew directly to the haunted places of various bosses, and after sweeping away, he fell into a mountain range.

Clear Water Stream.

The ultimate boss of the Nishui Youhan world, Gu Zhaoxi, the sword of clear water, lives in seclusion here.

Zhao Yangfei landed on a hillside, seeing greenery all over his eyes.The clear stream flows, and there is a thatched cottage at the foot of the mountain.

The sound of the clanging guqin made people feel peaceful and indifferent.

Slowly descending the mountain, you can see a Mao Pavilion, where a young man in white is playing the piano with his head bowed.

If he hadn't seen the background of the game, Zhao Yang would have liked this young man.

But this leisurely and solitary young man playing the piano is the ultimate boss of the Nishui Youhan world, Gu Zhaoxi who holds the Clear Water Sword.

According to the previous introduction, the Clear Water Sword is a magic weapon between the top grade and the best grade. With this sword, Gu Zhaoxi ran rampant throughout the world against the water and the cold.

After fighting all over the world, he chose to live in seclusion.

"I'm a guest from afar, sit down."

When Zhao Yang came outside the Maoting, the young man in white who lowered his head and played the piano didn't look up, but just said softly.

Zhao Yang sat down on the stone bench in the thatched pavilion, closed his eyes, and listened softly to the indifferent sound of the piano.

There is no sense of worldliness in the sound of the piano, it is all the chicness of the mountains and fields.

At the end of the song, Zhao Yang opened his eyes and saw the young man looking up.

Elegant and easy-going face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a smile on the corner of the mouth, but deep in the eyes, there is a glint of inspiration from time to time.

"There are not many people in this world who can listen to one of my songs." The young man looked at Zhao Yang and said lightly.

"Why?" Zhao Yang looked at him: "The mountains and forests here are clear and peaceful. Wouldn't it be fun to find friends, make tea and wine, fish and hunt animals, play the piano and practice the sword?"

When the young man heard Zhao Yang's words, his face paused slightly, and then he lowered his eyelids: "I have no friends."

no friend.

Zhao Yang nodded, as No.1 in this world, no one is qualified to be Gu Zhaoxi's friend.

"Just like you, you didn't come here to be friends with me, did you?"

Gu Zhaoxi's words made Zhao Yang slightly taken aback.

Seeing Zhao Yang's expression, Gu Zhaoxi shook his head lightly, and moved his fingers randomly on the guqin, making a loose and casual "clank" sound.

"If you can listen to me, you could be friends with me." Gu Zhaoxi plucked the strings with her fingertips, but the sound of the strings did not form a tune.

Just as Zhao Yang wanted to speak, he heard a faint sword chant mixed with the sound of the piano, attacking him from nowhere.

"when--"

A sword light rose from his body, blocking a string three inches from his left shoulder.

"You just accept death obediently and become my strings, isn't it good? In this way, we can play the piano and watch the scenery here all the time, how happy is it?" Gu Zhaoxi showed a cold smile on his face, and played the strings with his fingertips. Fly out and stab at Zhao Yang.

"boom--"

Zhao Yang didn't get entangled, and directly flew into the mao pavilion and rushed into the air.

He was more confident when he opened the distance. , This Gu Zhaoxi is a sword cultivator at the peak of Jindan, it is too dangerous to fight in close quarters.

"Don't leave when you're here." Gu Zhaoxi snorted coldly, and several golden strings shot up to the sky, chasing after Zhao Yang's figure.

It's not strings!
Zhao Yang looked back in mid-air, and swept the long sword in his hand.

"when--"

The sound of sword cries loudly.

These strings are clearly swords.

Zhao Yang was in the air, waving a long sword in his hand, transformed into Feihong, and blocked the swords one after another.

"The swordsmanship is good, but the cultivation is too poor. I don't know who sent you here." Gu Zhaoxi flew to land on the dilapidated thatched pavilion, quietly watching Zhao Yang who was soaring and turning.

With a light flick of his finger, several more strings flew into the sky, joining the battle group.

"when--"

"when--"

……

The long sword in Zhao Yang's hand intersected with the strings of the zither, and the sound of the zither was heard from the sky.

Gu Zhaoxi closed her eyes, just like Zhao Yang entered the Maoting before, beating the beat with her hands, as if she was enjoying the sound of the piano.

After fighting for a long time, Zhao Yang stretched his figure and twisted his long sword, twisting the strings together.

Before playing against these strings, he felt that every string had life.

When he choked all the strings, he suddenly realized something in his heart.

Each of these strings is a master of swordsmanship. These people were all killed by Gu Zhaoxi, and their souls were refined into strings.

At this time, it is only necessary to break these strings to disperse these souls.

But Zhao Yang didn't do that, he radiated a trace of mysterious magnetic force from his whole body, sealing all these strings.

Gu Zhaoxi who was below suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Zhao Yang who had sealed the strings, and smiled on his face: "It's not stupid."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tapped his fingers lightly, and the strings transformed by the soul dissipated and returned to the guqin suspended in front of him.

Then he stroked his fingers on the strings, as if he was listening, but at the same time he seemed to be comforting, and then he waved his hand again, several strings rushed towards Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang did not retreat but advanced, with a wave of his long sword, he fought with those strings.

"when!"

The sword struck the strings of the zither, and Zhao Yang's expression changed.

These few strings are obviously different from the previous ones, the places they attacked were all places that Zhao Yang forced to save.

The landing point of each string is to catch the flaws in Zhao Yang's swordsmanship.

This time, Zhao Yang's pressure doubled.

"it is good!"

Instead of being surprised, he was overjoyed, the light of the long sword in his hand flickered, resisting all the strings, and then the light of the sword suddenly flourished, suppressing the strings.

"Not bad, not bad, no wonder you came to challenge me." Gu Zhaoxi from below laughed loudly, stretched out his hand to press on the guqin in front of him, his figure flickered, and he came to Zhao Yang.

"It's a pity that your cultivation base is too low, and you can't even catch my sword..." Gu Zhaoxi sighed in a low voice, and put his hand on the guqin and quickly grabbed it.

"warehouse--"

As if the sky was pierced, a dazzling sword light rose into the sky.

In Zhao Yang's eyes, Gu Zhaoxi pulled out a dazzling long sword from the guqin, and stretched out his hand to Zhao Yang's chest.

This sword is fast enough.

This sword is ruthless enough.

This sword made Zhao Yang unavoidable.

"Thorn-"

A sword pierces the heart.

"Om—" The long sword pierced in Zhao Yang's chest let out a mournful cry, and a gray mottled pattern slowly soaked the sword body.

"You, what did you do?"

Gu Zhaoxi, who was holding a long sword in his hand, screamed in horror, with infinite horror on his face.

"In this world, there is no sword that dares to touch my body." Zhao Yang's voice rang in Gu Zhaoxi's ears, and when he turned around, he saw the safe and sound Zhao Yang standing beside him.

And what was pierced by him was just a figure transformed by a cloud of gray mysterious magnetic force.

"how is this possible……"

Gu Zhaoxi muttered to himself, letting the long sword in his hand be soaked by the power of black magnetism, and then along his fingers, arms, and finally, dye his whole body gray.

"Boom-"

"The host kills the ultimate boss of the Nishui Youhan world and gains the power of the world."

"The host penetrates the world of Nishui Youhan, and completely controls the world here, and can exercise the rights of the lord of the world within the scope of his own ability." "Reward the host with the world gift bag, please accept it."

……

Countless spiritual lights danced, Zhao Yang reached out and grabbed a gray scabbard, and disappeared in a flash.