I open a restaurant in Daqin

Chapter 703
"bring it on!"

Facing the attack of the crowd, Qin Yong yelled loudly, and the next moment, he moved, instead of retreating, he went forward and killed the crowd.

At this moment, they are all in the corridor on the second floor.

Although the corridor on the second floor is spacious, it is not a square.

In a row, there are at most six or seven people walking together, and there is no room for one more.

This makes people's offensive weaken countless in an instant.

It's hard for Qin Yong to deal with dozens of people with swords at the same time. Could it be that he can't deal with six or seven?

During the impact, Qin Yong sneered, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He held the old man's long sword in his hand, and his feet moved like a thunderbolt, killing him instantly.

"what……"

There was a shout, and six or seven people drew their swords at the same time. The swords were fierce, and the sword light flickered, tearing them apart.

However, the appearance of these six or seven people at the same time is certainly fierce and dazzling.

But in front of Qin Yong, he is nothing.

At this moment, although the sword in Qin Yong's hand is a sword of hundreds of refinements, it is not a precious sword, and it cannot be compared with famous swords like King Qin's sword.

If what he was holding in his hand was King Qin's sword, he wouldn't mind going head-on with the hard steel.

However, the sword in his hand can't bear it now!

Faced with many oncoming sword attacks, Qin Yong's figure flashed, and they all had to pass, and then the long sword in his hand came out without touching the long swords of these people, and directly tore them.

"Puff puff puff..."

There was a sound of tearing, blood splashed everywhere, and handfuls of blood exploded. Six or seven people rushed to the sky first, and blood gushed out of their throats.

At this moment, there was a sea of ​​swordsmen in the corridor, wave after wave, group after group.

With a wave of Qin Yong's hand, he harvested six or seven swordsmen. However, another six or seven people came up as substitutes at the first time. Seeing the light fiercely, they once again enveloped Qin Yong's whole body.

This time, the sword force came swiftly and fiercely.

However, for Qin Yong, it is still the same.

While his figure flickered, there was an empty space behind him, which he could easily avoid.

The next moment, he continued to draw the sword.

There was another "stab" sound, and another six or seven people came to the end.

Then, continuing, another group of people rushed forward.

Qin Yong shot again, and another group of people fell down.

The blood gradually began to pervade the entire restaurant, and the ferocious and cruel killing began here.

However, during the battle, everyone gradually discovered something was wrong.

So many people besieged Qin Yong at the same time, but he didn't see Qin Yong backing down, but kept coming forward instead.

The so-called crowd tactics, at this moment, in front of Qin Yong, it was like harvesting straw, one wave came and one wave was harvested, one came and one died.

The so-called ten thousand husbands can't open it, that's all it says.

Youdao is a blessing, and it is exactly this.

"What a strong young man, is he really injured?"

Behind Zhao Wangyan, Mo Beihou secretly clicked his tongue and muttered to himself.

These words attracted Zhao Wangyan.

"Uncle, Lord Wu An, have you seen anything?"

Zhao Wangyan watched the battle in the field intently, and the more he watched, the more frightened he became.

This is simply not a battle of men, but a battle of gods.

Maybe Qin Yong didn't use his so-called overwhelming power now, but just the sharpness of this sword technique and the transfer of body skills are enough to make him invincible.

His sword skills and body skills are completely beyond the scope of people's imagination. If this is not a god, what is it?
"There is a saying in the art of war, blocking one line and destroying the entire army. This Shang Jun is indeed powerful, but how can he be the opponent of countless swordsmen who are crowded with people?"

"At this time, he is occupying the main road on the second floor. It can be said that he is in charge of the gate. If you can't lure him away from this place today, unless his physical strength is exhausted, come and kill as many as you want!"

Lord Wu An's voice reminded him that he was a general, and when he saw things, he always had the shadow of the art of war.

In war, a phenomenon often occurs, that is, the so-called one man guards the gate, and ten thousand men can't open it.

In fact, this statement is a bit exaggerated.

To achieve this, first of all, the right time, place and people require great requirements.

After all, there are thousands of troops and horses, once deployed, it will cover the sky and cover the earth, rolling torrents, who can really stop it?

In the face of such a torrent, the so-called one man guards the gate and ten thousand men cannot open it is purely a joke.

However, it is different in specific places, such as Yixiantian Canyon and Yangchang Trail.

In such a place, the enemy army can only come in order, and it is impossible to spread out directly. As long as the blocking people have enough strength, they can come and kill one by one.

But even so, how many people in this world really have the ability to take care of everything?
Not at all, so most of them will prevent the strongest team from blocking the way.

However, now Qin Yong has the right time and place, coupled with his strength, it will directly gather people together.

Although the corridor on the second floor is wider than the narrow path, Qin Yong's shots are completely stronger than those in the team.

So Qin Yong has done it, he has achieved the real one man guarding the gate, and ten thousand men can't open it.

Wu Anjun saw through this point. He knew that it was impossible for these people to deal with Qin Yong in the corridor on the second floor. At least they had to lead Qin Yong to the lobby on the first floor.

As Wu'an Jun Li Mu's voice fell, Mo Beihou and Zhao Wangyan couldn't help but nodded slightly.

The three people at this moment are very strange, the three of them, one is the king of Zhao country, one is the marquis of Zhao country, and the other is Wu Anjun of Zhao country, the general of soldiers and horses.

However, seeing a Qin person massacring the diners of their Zhao nobles here, it's fine if they don't help, and they are still criticizing here.

If an outsider sees this, their jaws will drop in shock.

But now the three of them don't care anymore.

After today's incident, Zhao Wangyan himself has decided to clean up the government.

Some things, if done directly, will definitely cause a big shock.

Now, let Qin Yong take action, not to mention solving all the troubles for him, but only need to continuously weaken the strength of these people. For him, it will be beneficial and harmless.

This point, Zhao Wangyan can see it, Mo Beihou and Wu Anjun can also see it.

They couldn't stop it, so at this moment, they stood firmly behind Zhao Wangyan, but they felt like supporting Qin Yong.

As time passed, the smell of blood became more and more intense. On the wooden boards in the corridor on the second floor, blood kept falling, and finally turned into water and flowed to the first floor.

Corpses continued to fill Qin Yong's surroundings in all directions.

The people in front of him fell down one by one, and the pile of corpses became thicker and thicker, and the blood flowed more and more violently.

The so-called mountains of corpses and rivers of blood flowed like rivers, at this moment, in this restaurant, following this battle, it was vividly reflected.

(End of this chapter)