The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

It must be a shady establishment, otherwise what kind of good person would hide so many kerosene cans in the wall behind the inn's counter?

This place is extremely dry; when fire comes into contact with a large amount of oil, it ignites instantly.

Furthermore, the surrounding area is filled with flammable materials such as wood.

Within seconds, the entire area around the counter, all the way to the stairwell and the back room, was completely engulfed in flames, and the fire spread rapidly.

Wang Jiuling could only grab Shi Jingqing by the collar, and the two quickly moved away from the counter.

No sooner had they left than the fire behind them flared up rapidly.

This unexpected event threw everyone into a panic.

"Where's the sand? Where's the sand for putting out the fire?!" (The ancients knew to use sand to extinguish fires)

Someone grabbed one of the still-living men and pulled him up; these kinds of inns usually have fire-extinguishing sand stored in them.

"In the back room! In the back room! We can't get through!!"

The waiter was also shouting anxiously, because the path to the back room had been completely blocked.

The inn was in complete chaos. Within seconds, the fire spread rapidly thanks to the large amount of dry wood and oil seeping in.

Thick smoke billowed into the air.

In this dry place, half of the hall was turned into a sea of ​​fire!

The terrifying heatwave hitting him made Wang Jiuling curse inwardly.

"Go and bring the mad monk down here!!"

Wang Jiuling turned around and shouted, and Kong Jian and the others finally realized what was happening and quickly took the opportunity to go upstairs.

At that moment, people on the second floor were also running down, pushing and shoving each other. Fortunately, Kong Jian had good lightness skills.

The lobby on the first floor was also in chaos, with some people trying to put out the fire but not knowing where to start.

Knowing the fire was fierce, some people panicked and tried to head towards the door, shouting, "There's sand outside! Get outside!" "Run!"

"Stop him! Don't open the door!!"

Wang Jiuling spotted those people at a glance, and his expression immediately changed.

The wind outside is too strong. Once the door is opened, the cold air from outside will come in, causing an imbalance in air pressure and temperature between the inside and outside. In addition, the strong crosswinds from the main door and the back room will also carry in yellow sand.

In that situation, the entire inn would turn into a "furnace" within seconds.

Then it will quickly burst into flames, and the thick smoke will make it impossible for people to leave.

It's hard to say about the people on the first floor, but those on the second floor definitely can't escape.

Fortunately, Timur reacted quickly and led several Mongol soldiers back to charge at the man.

Just as someone was about to touch the bolt, Timur drew his sword and threw it, pinning the man to the door. "Get out of the way! Don't open the door!"

Wang Jiuling ignored the problem at the door. He had just raised his hand to force the fire back to the counter with his palm, but he was alerted in time.

No, pushing the palm horizontally like that will probably fan the flames rather than extinguish them!

Not to mention other places, even the staircase on the side of the counter would be instantly set ablaze, because there are too many people there.

At this moment, the fire has formed a firebreak, and its spread is alarmingly fast.

Wang Jiuling watched as the fire spread faster and faster, and at this moment the inn was filled with thick smoke.

Thick smoke billowed upwards, choking people on the stairs, causing them to stagger and fall. In the scuffle, some fell directly down, suffering broken bones or sprains, while others were thrown directly into the flames.

A scream immediately rang out.

Wang Jiuling used his light-footed skills to grab several people who were about to fall and throw them out.

Among them were Camel Boss and Zhao Xiaoer.

Shi Jingqing followed behind to rescue people.

The lobby on the first floor was also in complete chaos, with many people frantically trying to open doors and run away.

Fortunately, Timur and his men stopped them. Although his methods were ruthless, they were effective.

"Hurry up! Get down!"

Wang Jiuling shouted upstairs, and Kong Jian and Tie Yaozi were pulling the mad monk toward the stairs.

But there was no time. Wang Jiuling shouted, "Jump!"

Seeing that some people hadn't come downstairs yet, he didn't care about anything else, held his breath, and rushed directly into the spreading sea of ​​fire.

"Brother Wang! Cough cough!" Shi Jingqing waved his sleeve to disperse the smoke in front of him, coughing as he tried to pull Wang Jiuling back.

However, Wang Jiuling was not going to his death.

He pushed off with his feet and leaped into the air, soaring two or three zhang high before landing headfirst on the roof beam.

Using the downward force, Wang Jiuling executed a "thousand-pound drop" technique, simultaneously drawing circles with both hands. As his true energy surged, his body became vertical, slamming violently down onto the ground.

Everyone seemed to hear the sound of ocean waves.

Wang Jiuling's palm strike was imbued with his true energy, and the violent force of the palm struck the path of the spreading sea of ​​fire.

The floor tiles shattered instantly, sand flew everywhere, and the air was compressed. The flames that had just spread were slowed down by this slap.

It even created a temporary, small horizontal barrier in front of them, preventing the flames from completely engulfing the hall in a short time.

Even in ancient times, the laws of physics still existed.

This violent energy does not disappear into thin air; as soon as the flames stop advancing, they immediately surge upwards again.

Thick smoke instantly covered the entire upper layer.

In a confined environment, the most deadly factors are dense smoke and lack of oxygen; many people have already been choked by the dense smoke and cannot stand up straight.

Moreover, although Wang Jiuling's palm strike had an effect, it could only slow down the fire at most.

It happened so fast! In a very short time, the entire first floor of the inn was about to be engulfed in flames.

"Cough cough! This won't do! Commander! We have to open the door!"

Mongol soldiers were already advocating for the gates to be opened.

Timur was also hesitant; the sandstorm outside was too strong, making it difficult for people to stand or walk.

"Open! Open the door!"

Finally, Timur steeled himself and gave the order.

Because the wind was too strong outside, the gate was fixed in place. At this moment, Timur ordered the gate to be smashed down.

They were the group closest to the gate, and once the gate opened, they didn't know whether they would have an easy time.

Anyway, the people who came after them suffered.

Some people are even trapped on the second floor. By the time they escape, the raging fire, fueled by the strong winds, could engulf countless others.

Wang Jiuling was also in a dilemma.

If we don't run, the fire will get out of control; if we do run, who knows how many people will die.

Just as Timur was about to smash the door, Wang Jiuling looked up and saw the inn's roof being licked by thick smoke.

He had been busy rescuing people and stopping the fire, and only now did he have time to look up.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He leaped up, stepped on the pillar, and used the Golden Goose Skill to head towards the roof.

At the same time, he used his inner energy to seal his mouth and nose, and then slammed his palm against the roof.

Click!

The roof suddenly cracked open, and fine yellow sand fell down, but it was still supported by the load-bearing pillars and wooden frame, so it did not collapse.

Wang Jiuling landed gracefully, then, without caring whether he hurt anyone, he casually flicked his sleeve, whipping up sand and stones that flew in all directions, causing those around him to wince in pain and quickly dodge.

"Hurry! Hurry up!"

At the door, Timur and his men were trying to remove the bolt, but it was stuck and difficult to remove.

From now on, the inn will almost instantly "explode" whenever he opens the door; this bastard doesn't care about the lives of others at all.