I open a restaurant in Daqin

Chapter 592

This roof can't be compared to Chengguan!
The tall city gate, people can't learn from Qin Yong, they jumped up, but the roof, these martial arts practitioners can still go up.

As these people rushed up, countless sword lights immediately enveloped Qin Yong.

"Hahaha……"

Faced with many sieges, Qin Yong's eyes were cold, and he was unafraid. Instead, he laughed loudly, and his voice spread far away through his true energy, like the roar of mountains and rivers.

The next moment, I saw Qin Yong's foot move, the whole body flew up, retreated quickly, and avoided countless swords in an instant.

He flew towards a flash, and according to previous experience, he was fast enough to deal with all sieges.

However, the swordsmen who besieged him this time were by no means comparable to the two groups of people last night.

Qin Yong just dodged a wave of attacks and flew to the left quickly, but at the moment when he was about to break through the encirclement, more than a dozen lights flashed past, covering his whole body in an instant.

"Clang clang clang..."

However, these people are indeed not comparable to those last night, and they can stop him in time, but can these people stop him?
Qin Yong's eyes froze for a moment, and he slashed out the King Qin sword in his hand!
Hearing a clanging sound, Qin used dozens of swords in an instant, with great power, and continuously bombarded the long swords of these people, which immediately shocked the expressions of the dozen or so people, and quickly retreated.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"Since you're here, why leave!"

Qin Yong sneered, and the sound came, and a ejection from his feet, like a rocket meteor, rushed up immediately.

"Puff puff puff..."

The sound of tearing was heard one after another. About this matter, more than a hundred people behind Qin Yong chased and killed him again.

Qin Yong didn't have time to kill these dozen people directly, but amidst the sound of tearing, there were three figures retreating quickly with blood flying across their bodies, falling out of thin air, falling from the roof, and falling to the ground. Blood spouted from the mouth, and the dead could not die again.

Qin Yong didn't have time to chase the others, so he changed direction and rushed out in a flash.

However, those swordsmen's reactions were also extremely fast, and they turned into an encirclement circle in an instant, directly blocking Qin Yong's retreat.

In an instant, more than a dozen swordsmen appeared in front of Qin Yong, and more than a dozen swordsmen came to kill fiercely at the sight of the light.

Qin Yong's eyes turned hard, and he raised his sword as usual. The speed was unimaginable, and he swung the long swords of these swordsmen towards him in an instant.

But this time, Qin Yong's situation is even more critical.

These swordsmen from Dongchuhou's mansion were really too fast. No matter how fast Qin Yong was, fighting against so many people by himself seemed a bit more than enough.

The moment Qin Yong swung away a dozen long swords in front of him, there were more than a dozen beams of light coming from behind him.

Qin swung his long sword with his backhand and collided with these people again.

"Clang clang..."

In less than three seconds, Qin Yong's sword collided with these people dozens of times in a row.

Every time the force is heavy, such a collision, no one can bear it.

Qin Yong's hands were also trembling, a little weak.

However, at this moment, dozens of people had already killed the generals, and the sword bulged at Qin Yong's head and face.

Bai Xue, seeing the light, has great momentum.

The strong wind was raging, and the shots of these people shook the air.

A look of horror flashed across Qin Yong's eyes, making him even more solemn.

These people shot again and again, conveying a message to him.

His speed is very fast and his strength is very strong, but the principle that two fists are difficult to defeat four hands is not something he can break if he wants to.

Each of these people is stronger than the other, and each is more difficult to deal with. If they swarm up, even gods will fall.

Facing countless sword lights in all directions, Qin Yong's old strength has been exhausted, and his mental strength has not been regenerated. If he tries to resist again, there will only be a dead end.

Suddenly, he stamped his feet!
"boom……"

With a bang, the roof fragments under his feet shattered into a big hole instantly, and he fell directly along the big hole.

Countless lights flashed across his head, taking strands of hair away, but they didn't hurt him!
Shameless, these people's eyes turned cold, and they looked down on Qin Yong's evasive gesture.

But he forgot that even the top swordsmen would have to suffer from the siege of more than 100 swordsmen. Qin Yong's ability to dodge it is already a great skill.

"Protect the prince!"

Next, Na Huashang did not participate in the siege.

Although he was not beheaded by Qin Yong just now, his injuries were quite serious. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he could not fight violently, otherwise he would die of blood flow.

Seeing Qin Yong falling from the roof, he immediately thought that Qin Yong was going to avoid those swordsmen and attack Dong Chuhou from below.

At this moment, both he and Dong Chuhou were seriously injured, but they couldn't withstand Qin Yong's methods.

As a result, Hua Shang yelled loudly, and immediately, hundreds of private soldiers from the Marquis Mansion came to guard the dragon in all directions, with three layers inside and three layers outside protecting Dong Chuhou in the middle.

"Hahaha... so timid as a mouse, it's a waste of fame!"

Qin Yong's insolent laughter came from the hall, and he dismissed it.

"Arrogant, since the bastard is so arrogant, why do you want to escape?"

At this time, those swordsmen on the roof also jumped down one after another, planning to rush into the hall from the outside to kill Qin Yong.

However, at the moment when these people jumped from the outside, in the hall, Qin Yong jumped up, grabbed the beam, and rushed to the roof again.

Everyone was stunned, almost out of breath, is this Qin Yong playing hide and seek with everyone?
For this matter, Qin Yong didn't know where to get a big jar, so he stood on the roof and drank it with his head up, drinking very anxiously.

There is no way, a collision seems to be short, but it is thrilling. Every shot is exhausted, and it is indeed a bit exhausting.

These people were born to be so easy to deal with as those black-clothed assassins before, so Qin Yong didn't even have a chance to catch his breath, let alone drink.

It's hard to seize the opportunity, drink as much as you can, otherwise the physical strength is exhausted, and I can only wait for death.

With such a state of mind, Qin Yong's mouth is really like a bottomless pit.

After drinking half of the jar of wine, his physical strength recovered, and the last half of the jar, he also swallowed abruptly, preparing to digest it slowly in his stomach.

At this moment, Qin Yong doesn't seem to regard himself as a person, but uses himself as a machine.

But I don't know, this time I played a little too big.

The so-called water overflows when it is full, and the moon loses when it is full.

His physical strength has already recovered, so much alcohol can't consume his true energy. Suddenly, a surge of alcohol rushed into his mind, making him stagger, dizzy, and the wine jar in his hand fell directly from the roof. Rolled up, fell to the ground, smashed to pieces.

"Damn it, play big!"

Qin Yong was startled, and a little drowsy.

He shook his head quickly, trying to stay awake.

At this time, those swordsmen who had just come down also flew up one by one, looking at Qin Yong angrily, feeling that Qin Yong was teasing them.

The next moment, these people made another move, covering Qin Yong from all directions.

(End of this chapter)