Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 216 Blow up Wan'an Temple

"[Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms]?" Yang Shaoyou frowned, "It's a mess."

At this moment, Shi Huolong flew back into the tower, and the person who slapped him back was none other than Cheng Kun!

Before Shi Huolong stood still, he roared angrily: "Cheng Kun! How dare you!"

Cheng Kun sneered: "[The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon], it's amazing! I really want to thank you, you've taught me well!"

Shi Huolong's face was livid, and he didn't say a word.

Only then did everyone realize that Cheng Kun's "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" was actually given by Shi Huolong. Judging from his appearance, he should be pulled out after being imprisoned here by Cheng Kun.

"Go up to the second floor, spread out!" Zhang Songxi said abruptly.

There are no windows on this floor, and there is only one main entrance. If everyone wants to go out from the first floor, they have to come one by one, so he said this.

Everyone saw through at one point, rushed to the second floor one after another, each selected a window, and went around in the southeast, northwest, and prepared to rush out.

But at this moment, there was a sudden loud noise, and then a black ball broke through the window and went straight to Miejue Shitai.

Miejue Shitai was on guard this time. Although the black ball was fast, she swung the Yitian sword obliquely, and a clever force surged to the tip of the sword. The black ball was cut in half suddenly, but at the next moment, a flash of fire was seen, and a large amount of iron filings spilled from the black ball and fell on the ground one after another.

Thanks to Miejue Shitai pushing in time, the iron filings didn't pierce his feet.

"What is this?" Miejue Shitai was taken aback. She had never seen such a thing before, but this thing gave her a bad feeling. Although she had cut it with a sword just now, the palm of her own holding the sword was faintly numb.

"This is a cannonball!" Yang Shaoyou said suddenly.

"Cannonball? What is that?" Yang Yaoqin asked.

"I can't tell at the moment, but this thing is extremely powerful. Once it explodes, the iron filings in it will splatter everywhere, and even if you don't die, you will have to peel off your skin." As he said, he glanced at the Yitian sword in Miejue Shitai's hand, " You are lucky, you have extinguished the fire core with a sword, otherwise those iron filings would not have fallen to the ground, but have been splashed everywhere."

"It seems that Cheng Kun is trying to trap us in this high tower." Zhang Songxi said, "If my guess is correct, as long as we dare to take a step out of this high tower, then this cannonball will fly. "

"But if we don't go out, it's also a dead end!" Shi Huolong said.

At this time, Cheng Kun's voice came again: "Several, have you ever seen the power of this artillery?"

"Under the whole world, is it the king's land? On the shore of the land, is it the king's subject!"

"My Dayuan's soldiers and firearms are far from being able to match you people in the Jianghu!"

"Only ups and downs is the right way!"

Suddenly, a black arrow shot out from the window on the second floor and flew straight towards Cheng Kun, but was grabbed by Cheng Kun and smashed into pieces with both hands.

Song Qingshu's face suddenly appeared in the window, and he looked at Cheng Kun, and suddenly rushed down.

The next moment, there was another loud noise, and another black iron bump suddenly shot at Song Qingshu. He was in the air at the moment, and it was difficult to use his strength. He was about to be shot by the shell, but at this moment, his whole body After a sudden stagnation, the cannonball flew past him and hit the ground not far away. There was a burst of flames, and countless posts flew, injuring the surrounding Mongolian soldiers.

Seeing Song Qingshu flying towards him, Cheng Kun slapped him with his palm. When he slapped this palm, there was a breath-taking dragon chant sound, and those who heard it felt a little guilty.

Song Qingshu frowned, and struck out with [Six Sun Palms of Tianshan Mountain], colliding with Cheng Kun's [Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon].

Song Qingshu felt a domineering force pouring into the palm of his hand, that force was like a flood, irresistible.

He flew back towards the tower in an instant.

Cheng Kun also felt uncomfortable, because Song Qingshu held his palms condescendingly, and a small half of his legs sank deeply into the mud.

"Good palm!" Cheng Kun roared, "Blow me up!"

He finally understood that the group of people in front of him were either the remnants of nearly ten years of tossing by him, or they were so-called full of arrogance, and it would be impossible to buy them off.

The next moment, only a few loud noises were heard, and seven or eight shells flew from all directions of the tower in an instant, and some shells directly hit the tower body of the tower. Under the violent collision, the entire iron ball exploded. Countless iron filings splashed out, deeply embedded in the tower.

And three or four shells flew straight in through the window. Seeing handfuls of fireworks and iron filings splashing out from the window on the second floor, if there were people on the second floor at this moment, they would surely die.

At this moment, Cheng Kun pulled his leg out from the ground, and laughed loudly: "You are so stubborn, you will seek your own death!"

But before he finished speaking, seven or eight figures suddenly flew out from the windows on the third floor. The figures rushed into the ranks of Mongolian soldiers in a flash, and started killing in the blink of an eye.

Including Cheng Kun, almost everyone was stunned. They thought that this group of people should have been killed by shells, but they didn't expect them to rush out from the third floor. The Mongolian soldiers didn't react for a while, and they were killed by this group The martial arts master rushed to the year before.

As the saying goes, within ten steps, everyone is the enemy.

Being approached by them, there is no other way to choose but death.

At this time, Cheng Kun saw that everyone was out of trouble, so he turned around and ran outside Wan'an Temple. While running, he ordered the Mongolian soldiers outside to set fire to the temple.

Song Qingshu saw Cheng Kun running away, but he had no time to worry about him. He turned around and came to Yang Yaoqin's side, and killed the Mongolian Tartars beside her one by one, and then shouted loudly: "Let's go!"

The next moment, he hugged Yang Yaoqin and ran out of the temple.

And the Wudang people behind him, as well as the heads of the two sects, and Shi Huolong also rushed out of the temple in a tacit understanding.

At this time, Zhao Min was already riding on the horse, and seeing Cheng Kun running out, shouting to bomb the temple, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up.

As soon as she raised her hand, the Mongolian soldiers beside her were about to ignite the fuse to detonate the explosives. Song Qingshu and others hadn't come out yet.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came.

"Princess! It's not good! The palace was attacked by thieves!"

I saw a Mongolian soldier galloping over on horseback.

Zhao Min turned his head to look, and immediately saw the direction of Ruyang Prince's Mansion, which was naturally full of flames.

But she didn't care about Song Qingshu and others anymore, turned her horse's head and rushed towards the Ruyang Palace.

And those Mongolian soldiers surrounding outside followed Zhao Min. For a while, there was no Mongolian soldier outside the entire Wan'an Temple except for the Mongolians inside the temple.

Standing outside Wan'an Temple, Cheng Kun looked into the temple with a gloomy expression, suddenly took out a fire pocket, hid on the ground and lit the fuse.

A small spark flew towards Wan'an Temple inch by inch.

"This time I admit it, we will meet later!"

After all, Cheng Kun dodged and disappeared into the night.

After about a few snaps of the fingers, a loud bang was heard, and the centuries-old pagoda in Wan'an Temple shot up into the sky, and then became two parts in mid-air. With the top of the pagoda, it flew towards a nearby family, while the lower half fell obliquely and hit other halls in Wan'an Temple.

For a while, people were jumping and running.

Song Qingshu and others carefully squatted on the roof, watching the spectacular scene not far away, and once again had a new understanding of the Mongols' firearms, especially gunpowder.

"Taking advantage of the current chaos, let's go out of the city first!" Song Qingshu said, and everyone nodded in unison.

At this moment, everyone in Dadu was awakened, and groups of Mongolian soldiers flocked to Wan'an Temple, but it happened to give everyone a chance to escape.

They all knew that if they could not take advantage of the chaos to escape, the Mongols would definitely seal off the city tomorrow, and it would be even more difficult to get out of the city at that time.

At this time, everyone was even glad that Cheng Kun had done such a trick, which really provided them with great convenience in escaping.

After a stick of incense, several people successfully escaped outside the city. Although the city wall of the capital is high, it is no different from flat land to everyone.

Looking at the city wall like a giant beast under the night from afar, Song Qingshu was a little worried about his third uncle and the others.

And at this moment, Yu Daiyan is setting fire to the Ruyang Prince's Mansion excitedly!
(End of this chapter)