After a few minutes of stalemate, the waiter served the wine and leaned back to the door, muttering: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. It's not that we won't be rewarded, it's because the time has not yet come."
"I advise you not to do evil, otherwise the gods will not be able to save you."
What he meant was that the two big men at the door had no way out and were bound to die.
At this moment, the two of them were sweating like rain, and one of them said: "After passing the Peach Blossom Road, it won't be so easy to kill us." As soon as he finished speaking, his lower abdomen glowed, and a ball of golden light bloomed, like a tank, rushing towards the Flying sword.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.
Buzz!
The iron sword trembled under the microscopic view of the night, buzzed, and stabbed out at the approaching man.
The man roared angrily, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and shouted: "Shield!"
Buzz.
There was a soft sound, and a golden Buddha's light burst out from the wrists of his two touching hands, forming a "swastika" character that collided with the flying sword.
boom.
With a loud noise, the flying sword swayed and retreated. The man's forward movement also stopped, and his face turned slightly pale.
My eyes fell on the man's wrist. The Buddha's light just now came from a string of Buddhist beads hidden under his sleeve.
Seeing this, the other person suddenly clasped his hands in front of him, and golden light burst out from his hands, forming a light shield covering his whole body.
Immediately afterwards, he bumped into the flying sword, causing the flying sword to buzz and almost be knocked to the ground.
I can see that it's not that the two are strong in the Hedao realm, but that they have Buddhist treasures in their hands.
Seeing that the Buddha object in their hands could suppress the flying sword, the two men's eyes suddenly showed hope of survival. They worked together to continue to hit the flying sword, trying to force their way out of the hospital.
The two of them worked together to attack, and the flying sword blocking the road became shaky.
But the Korean hasn't made a move yet, he should be able to stop him if he does.
After two collisions, Feijian retreated to the door. The two men looked happy and turned around to run out.
But at this moment, the crooked flying sword suddenly burst out with a ray of light, washing away the lead, revealing its sharp edge, and struck the two of them head-on.
boom!
In the courtyard, there are swords everywhere, and Buddha's light is flying.
When I saw it, I hurriedly stood up and prepared to get out of the way, but at this moment, the waiter at the door waved the towel in his hand, and the vertical sword energy and flying Buddha light immediately dissipated.
The people at the other two tables had the same reaction as me, they all stood up in panic.
The waiter put the towel on his shoulders, bent down, and said with a smile: "Boss, bosses, don't panic, they do their thing, you eat your food."
I exhaled slowly.
A waiter in a shop turned out to be a master with extraordinary skills.
It seems that the things I have come into contact with before can only be regarded as circles.
And the world of Xuanji is more complicated than I imagined.
But if you think about it carefully, it’s not surprising. If you don’t have some skills, you won’t be able to establish yourself here, let alone open a store.
Feijian changed his defense and took the initiative to attack.
For a while, the two of them had a sword fight in the yard.
The first time I came into contact with the Xuanmen Swordsman, I looked at the flying swords moving dexterously in the sky and hurriedly opened my spiritual eyes from the first floor to the third floor.
Now, the third-level spirit finally saw the mystery.
There is a very unique rune connecting the sword and the person.
As the flying sword fell or moved, the rune patterns also changed, seemingly controlled by Han Yu's consciousness.
As I watched, I began to deduce it without even realizing it.
The spiritual eye is a heaven-defying existence.
Precisely because of my spiritual vision, I can do many things with ease.
In just a few minutes, I saw a lot of things clearly.
But learning secretly can only be done quietly.
After a few rounds, the two men were at a disadvantage.
It seems that their previous nervousness was not because they had done anything wrong, but because they knew they could not compete with Hanyu.
Seeing that he was suppressed by the flying sword, one of the men glanced at me, shouted loudly, and ran towards me with both feet.
His purpose was obvious, he wanted to capture me and use me as a hostage.
The other two tables got up in panic and quickly moved out of the way, but we were the closest to the door and it was too late to avoid it.
The big man jumped in front of me, and grabbed my head with his big hands like cattail leaf fans.
Can you pick a soft persimmon?
I raised my eyebrows and stopped sitting back. I drew my hand on my waist, and a streak of blood flew out, and a loud charge horn sounded.
The vast country and its majestic energy are definitely not comparable to that of a small Buddha. Before he could catch me, the protective Buddha light on his body exploded.
I turned the bloody thorn in my hand and nailed it directly into his wrist. However, it only penetrated, so I immediately pulled it out and placed it across my chest to guard against his backhand.
The man screamed in pain, holding his wrist and retreating, his eyes showing fear: "Force of the Nation, are you a member of the official family?"
Officials?
Is it possible that the official family also has a Taoist department?
But before I had time to ask, Han Yu appeared at the door of the yard. He stretched out his hand and held the sword in his hand.
After taking possession of the iron sword, it seemed as if it had been given a new life, and the sword energy was even more powerful.
I didn't say anything when I saw this, I just changed my direction and sat next to Huang Jiu.
In the face of a powerful enemy, the two men couldn't care less about me, but as soon as they moved, Han Yu's sword fell down.
Han Yu's sword seemed slow, but it was very sharp. When the sword fell, the Buddha's light exploded again.
I was secretly happy. After all, if I had to choose a side between two annoying people, I would naturally side with Korean.
After all, those two men had killed more than a dozen girls, they were absolute demons.
However, just when I was expecting Han Yu to kill two people with one sword, a voice came from the door: Amitabha.
Immediately afterwards, the Buddha's light on the two men surged and they swung the flying swords away.
Han Yu took half a step back and turned to look at the door.
When I saw someone coming at the door, I quickly lowered my head.
Huang Jiu cursed in a low voice: "Why are these two bald heads still lingering? They are not here to find us, are they?"
I also had this worry and kept my head lower.
"Donor, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. Amitabha." The bald head clasped his hands together in a solemn form.
The monk next to him frowned angrily and looked very majestic.
Upon hearing this, the two men hurriedly clasped their hands together and looked like Buddha.
But as the saying goes, love comes from the heart. No matter how they pretend, the hostility in their bodies remains the same.
Even if he becomes a Buddha, he is still a vicious Buddha.
Han Yu then asked: "What do the two masters mean?"
The great monk said: "Donor, they are determined to convert to Buddhism, and they hope that Donor Han will show mercy."
Han Yu raised his head slightly, revealing a young face under the bamboo hat, but at this moment, his face was also filled with confusion and anger.
