The Best Physiognomist

Sanguo Village!

The weather after the Mid-Autumn Festival is swelteringly hot during the day, but humid and cold at night.

At the same time, the cement floor's ability to absorb heat and cool quickly has also made the ground on the roof of the building already cold.

So, just as Garcia put the two girls in thin pajamas on the cement floor, the cold and wet stimulation woke them up from their coma.

Fortunately, Pan Xueting, who had experienced the harm of resentful spirits, immediately realized what had happened to her when she saw Jiang Fengye wielding sixteen swords against a monster with a pair of huge flesh wings.

Therefore, she quickly stretched out her hand to cover her best friend who wanted to shout for help, and then reminded her very quietly.

"Wanran, don't be afraid, a friend of mine is saving us."

After hearing Pan Xueting's reminder, the girl known as Wanran quickly looked up and immediately saw a thin young man standing on the top of the building, controlling sixteen swords with white light in both hands, fighting a man with flesh wings. monster.

As the saying goes: the moon on the fifteenth day is sixteen round!

With the help of the bright moonlight, Wanran, whose eyesight was already excellent, was able to clearly see the appearance and temperament of the thin boy.

Although her appearance is relatively ordinary, her calm and unhurried temperament, her aura of fighting monsters, and her coolness and indifference with her clothes fluttering in the breeze directly opened the door to her frozen feelings, allowing her to see Xiang Xiang, a thin boy. There was a strange look in his eyes.

Seeing that Garcia actually took the initiative to put down the two girls who made him feel afraid, a look of surprise flashed in Jiang Fengye's eyes, and he continued to fight Garcia with his infinite sword skills, and then used his spiritual power to secretly activate the thunder talisman.

There is no need to worry about the safety of two delicious prey, which allows Garcia to unleash his full strength unscrupulously.

Therefore, he relied on the advantages of high-altitude flying and the powerful corrosiveness of dark magic to continuously destroy the sword.

"Bang! Bang!"

Not only did he need to control the sixteen swords of Fighting Garcia, but he also had to secretly drive Fu Lei, which caused Jiang Fengye to have a flaw in controlling the swords.

In the end, with an inadvertent distraction, Garcia seized the opportunity to directly destroy two sharp swords. This made his face instantly pale and at the same time, a trace of blood showed at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the destroyed sword could actually injure the hateful boy, Garcia felt excited and continued to use the advantage of flight speed to attack the sword with dark magic.

But at this moment, Jiang Fengye's loud shouting suddenly came to his ears.

"The Taoist ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty showed their magical powers, and the nine-night divine thunder subdued the demons!"

Just when Jiang Fengye's roar had just ended, a strong and fatal sense of crisis suddenly emerged in Garcia's heart.

After many years of cautious behavior, he rushed directly to Pan Xueting and Wanran without any hesitation, intending to take them to temporarily escape from the place where he felt fatally dangerous.

"boom!"

However, just as he was about to land on the roof of the building where Pan Xueting and Wanran were, the dark sky was suddenly illuminated by a purple ray.

Immediately afterwards, a purple thunderbolt as thick as a chopstick struck Garcia directly at a speed that spanned time and space.

"ah!"

Accompanied by a miserable howl, Garcia fell heavily on the hard concrete floor like a thrown stone.

Quickly retracting the fourteen sharp swords in mid-air, and reuniting them into one sharp sword, he then used the impulse of Qingfeng Step beside Garcia, and the sharp sword was directly pressed against his heart.

Until this moment, Jiang Fengye breathed a sigh of relief and began to carefully observe Garcia, who was being bombarded by the Nine Nights Divine Thunder.

The originally clean and tidy black tuxedo turned into black powder and fell on the concrete floor. A pair of strong and huge flesh wings had long been riddled with holes, and they had lost the ability to continue flying.

The originally fair and jade complexion turned into that of an African black man.

If it weren't for the silver light cast by the full moon above his head, he might have completely merged with the darkness at this time.

At the same time, his breath was sluggish, his breathing was weak, and his eyes were closed tightly, indicating that his mind was directly stunned and injured by the Jiuxiao Divine Thunder.

Facing the fainted Garcia, Jiang Fengye didn't hesitate at all. He directly cut his heart with a sharp sword, then forced the evil-breaking talisman from his jacket pocket into his heart, and then attached the sealing talisman to the heart.

After doing all this, Jiang Fengye fell down on the concrete floor with a long sigh of relief, then put away his sharp sword and began to adjust his breath.

Although Jiang Fengye's actions just now seemed cruel, Pan Xueting, who felt much better when she thought that the target of cruelty was the monster that had just captured her and her best friend, asked with a worried look on her face.

"Jiang Fengye, are you okay?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

After forcing out a smile, Jiang Fengye closed his eyes and began to meditate to heal his injuries.

While using the sword technique to split sixteen swords, it also indirectly split the thoughts that were integrated into the swords.

Therefore, although Garcia destroyed the two sharp swords and the sword's mind, causing his soul to be injured and vomiting blood, the injury caused by the destruction of his mind was not too serious. This is why he did not use the healing elixir given by his grandfather.

"Eh!"

While Pan Xueting looked at Jiang Fengye with concern, Wanran, who was obviously more interested in monsters, suddenly made a surprised sound after observing carefully for a while.

"Xue Ting, this monster looks quite handsome."

As a vampire among the Western alien races, in addition to mastering the ability to transform into bats and dark magic, they also have super healing abilities, which is the fundamental reason why they can continue to exist until now despite being fully restrained by the light power of the Church.

When the remaining Nine Heavens Thunder in the body completely disappeared, Garcia's super healing ability began to repair the severely injured body, and at the same time, the dark skin color gradually returned to its original appearance.

At the same time, the scarred flesh wings automatically retracted into the body, and the heart wound cut by the sword healed quickly, making him completely turn back into a normal Western foreigner.

So, after hearing Wanran's reminder, Pan Xueting turned her head to see the monster's clear face and couldn't help shouting.

"Why is it him!"

"Xueting, do you know this monster!" Pan Xueting's surprised tone made Wanran feel a little puzzled and asked.

"Wanran, he is Garcia, the owner of Miro Sunshine Western Restaurant. He also gave us two top steaks and Fira red wine worth tens of thousands of yuan for free at noon today." Pan Xueting still explained with some disbelief.

"Xue Ting, do you know why Garcia gives away steak and red wine for free?" At this moment, Jiang Fengye opened his eyes and asked.