A violent explosion, a fire that soared into the sky.

This is what Ma Heima saw first after entering the city.

The entire inn was flooded with hundreds of kilograms of gunpowder, and the thick black smoke seemed so scary in the morning light.

"What happened?"

Ma Heima's heart was so satisfied that he immediately stopped, and then he felt the trembling feeling on the ground spread along the horse's hooves to his whole body.

What exactly happened?

"Weiyang has artillery?" This is a terrible thing that Ma Heima thought of immediately.

If that guy had a cannon, he would come up at the door of the Khan Palace and face his bedroom!

hiss--

The entire Khan City woke up.

The people climbed up to their roofs in panic, but they only saw the dead city.

The troops on the top of the city were speechless, and no one knew what was going on.

Tens of thousands of cavalrymen stood blankly at the city gate, unable to speak for a long time.

"Come and take a look!" Ma Heima immediately ordered, "You go to the fire warehouse and interrogate the guards carefully. Such a loud explosion must have caused a large amount of gunpowder to be stolen."

As he said that, he retreated a few steps back.

Several masters immediately came up to protect him and waited until the cavalry on both sides ran past.

But everyone was watching the surroundings vigilantly, and everyone was afraid that a shell would suddenly be fired from the corner!

Ma Heima did not dare to go to the inn first, and under the protection of the troops, he immediately returned to the Khan Palace.

At this time, the safest thing in Khan Palace!

But the soldiers who arrived at the inn first were shocked.

After they broke into the door, they saw corpses all over the ground.

They were all very good, and they seemed to be just sleepy and lying on the ground to rest.

"What's going on?" Someone shouted and wanted to grab a few people to interrogate.

But when they pulled the person and tried to pull it up, they suddenly saw black blood spitting out of the corpse.

I don’t know how many people in the Manchu Inn are all like this.

There was no living person in the small inn. No one who was resting in the house or on duty in the yard was shattered and died on the spot.

"This, what's going on?" The generals and generals of the Turpan cavalry who knew a little about artillery were completely stunned on the spot.

Can anyone tell me what kind of shell this is?

No one can answer.

However, after hearing a cry outside the Khan Palace Gate, Wei Yang laughed and said, "Ma Heima Sutan, are you satisfied with this gift?"

Ma Heima didn't know what kind of miserable situation the people in the inn were not very afraid. Under the protection of more than a dozen masters, he immediately looked outside the door, looking at the enemy standing at the door, with seven or eight corpses falling from his feet, and fire could be spewed out of his eyes.

Ma Heima shouted: "My surname is Wei, you can come today and you must go!"

Wei Yang chuckled and said, "So, do you want to know where I brought the artillery from?"

He pointed his finger to the next side.

There is a courtyard wall blocking it, and Ma Heima cannot see the scene inside.

As soon as he arrived at the Khan Palace, he saw Wei Yang standing at the door with a sword. The entourage bravely struggling behind him seemed to be in his eyes.

not good!

"Get out, retreat quickly!" Ma Heima shouted.

At the same time, he turned around and was about to run away.

He had the cannon in his hand, if he had come in person, then...

Wei Yang laughed and said, "Why don't you go and cut off the lead?"

Someone really fell for a fool and jumped up from outside the courtyard wall.

Those were some of the masters under Ma Heima.

Wei Yang did not hesitate anymore, and rushed forward with his sword. The sword technique of warding off evil was fully unfolded for a moment. Everyone saw ghosts passing by in the morning light. In an instant, seven or eight entourages followed the sword in their throats, and all fell to the ground with a few thumping sounds.

"What a fast sword technique!" Several masters guarding Ma Heima turned around and shouted in surprise.

They only care about Ma Heima's life, giving Wei Yang a room to kill the enemy.

The nameless magic skill activates the true energy and rotates rapidly. The evil-repelling sword technique is both fast and only passes through the enemy's throat.

In the blink of an eye three or five times, all the more than ten cavalrymen at the forefront were killed.

Wei Yang was no longer indulging in battle, jumped onto the high wall, and for a moment he developed the light skills that Elder Hao had famous in the world. He had a long internal strength and high light skills. He had three or five ups and downs, and he was like a swallow. He stepped on the courtyard wall and flashed in front of thousands of horses. When the masters discovered that he had been luring the tiger away from the mountain, Wei Yang was already on the roof of the courtyard wall, and the feather arrow could not reach it. The master could not catch up with him, so he had to watch him holding the long sword of blood, which was quick but not panic.

Wei Yang jumped a hundred feet away, Zixia's magical skills were at its peak. While vigilantly, a master chasing him behind him, he said loudly: "Ma Hei Ma Sutan, next one, I want Qilan's subordinates to surrender to your Yimi's head. You have plotted to death Qilan and killed your eldest son with my sword, but you want to annex their army and strengthen your own strength. Have I ever agreed?!"

Ma Heima was afraid and angry. This voice reached the ears of every military and civilian in the small city of Turpan, which was to threaten the Yimi and military nobles who had just obeyed him!

But he couldn't refute for a moment.

I dare not refute it either.

He just wanted to know how that guy transported the cannon into Khan City.

The first ray of sunshine shone on the city of Khan in Turpan. The soldiers on the city wall saw the corpses at the gate of the Khan Palace from afar.

Someone actually reached out to touch his neck and murmured: "Next, who dares to protect me, isn't I waiting?"

The morale of the army is already in chaos.

Suddenly, the west gate screamed repeatedly. Wei Yang was like a big bird, stepping on the female wall and swept past the city. The sword in his hand killed several more people. When he reached the city, no one dared to be there. He looked at the broken horse and black-hide big flag with one sword, and rose up and threw half of the flag under the city. The flag rushed out more than ten feet, and plunged into the soil with a thud.

It is a coincidence that the place where it lands is at the middle of the avenue!

Wei Yang slowly walked down the city tower with a sword. Someone on the top of the city was waiting to fight back with a bow and arrow. He saw him holding a sword and trembling. Some soldiers curled up under the female wall were already terrified. Some were closed with their eyes and fearful. They were at his feet, but he turned a blind eye. He only chased the person who dared to fight back with a bow and arrow, and whispered loudly: "Those who dare to fight back with a army, kill, who dares to stop me?"

There were hundreds of soldiers on the top of the city, but no one dared to stop him. But wherever he saw that there was a scimitar holding a scimitar falling to the ground, and the bow and arrow were abandoned in horror, and the flag holder, when he saw him, he hurriedly threw down the object in his hand and stood upright quickly.

There was the first one and the second one. In a moment, the troops on the front of the city stood on both sides, leaving a wide avenue in the middle. When Wei Yang walked by, the troops all breathed a sigh of relief. Some timid people burst into tears, but no officer dared to scold him.

Wei Yang chased after dozens of feet in a row, and from behind he caught up with the person who dared to fight back, slashed his head with one sword, held his hair in his hand, and slowly walked down the stairs of the city wall with a long sword inverted.

The city gate was still open, and Wei Yang nodded to the two people fighting on both sides and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Who dares to pay attention to this joke with him?

Wei Yang did not feel embarrassed, and walked out of the city gate slowly and hung the thief on the suspension bridge cable. At this point, Ma Heima sent a team of 100 people to chase and the three or five masters to come to the city gate cave.

Wei Yang raised his blood on the sword and wiped it off with the sole of his shoe. He looked at the group of people, but no one dared to chase them. The masters did not dare to shout, but only stared at him with anger.

Wei Yang asked with a smile: "You are also experts who are very good at it, how can you be so timid?"

When someone got angry, he suddenly saw him rushing toward him with his sword and shouted loudly: "Western Weiyang is here, who dares to fight to the death?"

The horse was also robbed by its momentum, and the first neighing sounded and turned around and ran away.

Poor three or five masters, none of them are inferior to Wei Yang in terms of martial arts.

However, no one dared to stop him, and he killed three or five more people and calmly came out. There were no feather arrows on the top of the city, and the city gates were closed for a while.
Chapter completed!