"I've seen the pharmacist senior!" Zhang San was not angry, knowing that Huang Laoxie was this character, he hurriedly stepped forward and saluted with his fists.

"Okay, young man, don't be polite, I'm most annoyed by this in my life. ”

Huang Laoxie waved his hand, motioned for Zhang San to get up, and then said to Yang Dao: "How about it? Brother Yang can think about it? You don't want to celebrate Xiangyatou's birthday? How can there be any reason not to be there in person!"

Yang Guo frowned, and did not rush to agree, obviously still a little uneasy.

Zhang San saw it on the side, and understood that this Huang Laoxie wanted to invite Yang Guo to Xiangyang together, and immediately smiled: "Senior, do you want to invite Brother Yang to Xiangyang to have a look? I thought: "Just because you Yang Guo is leaving, you can show my Zhang San's means!"

When the heroes heard this, they also persuaded one after another: That's right, Engong will take the first step, and the brothers will arrive after they finish their work!"

"Okay, since that's the case, Yang Guo will take the lead and wait for your good news in Xiangyang City!"

Unable to withstand Huang Laoxi's repeated invitations and persuasion from everyone, Yang Guo finally agreed.

After discussion, eight masters, including Master Tanhua of Foguang Temple on Wutai Mountain, and Qing Lingzi, the head of the Kunlun faction, went to capture Darba alive, while Zhang San led the remaining masters to infiltrate Nanyang City and wait for an opportunity to burn grain, grass and gunpowder......

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In Nanyang City, the moon is scarce and the stars are scarce.

A group of black shadows silently sneaked into a private house at the foot of the wall, led by Zhang San.

It is an empty old-fashioned courtyard house, and the original residents of the Great Song Dynasty fled Nanyang City long before the Mongol soldiers entered the city.

"Is the situation clear?"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Zhang San lowered his head and asked.

The saint Yin Shitai, who was following Zhang Shan, nodded, and said: "It's all clear, the opposite side is a warehouse stacked with gunpowder, the defense is not very tight, the Mongols probably couldn't imagine that we would come to attack, and the grain and grass are the same, but the place is a little far from here, and they are all piled up in the warehouse in the north of the city." ”

Zhang San nodded after hearing this, pondered for a while, and then spoke: "In this case, let's do it on both sides at the same time, Shitai, you and Baicao Xian will take all the brothers to lurk outside the grain and grass warehouse, and I can do it alone, as soon as the fireworks signal comes out, let's do it together, and after completing the task, we will go directly out of the city from the north gate."

"This ...... Brother Zhang, wouldn't it be too dangerous for you to be alone?"

The Holy Cause Master was a little hesitant, and thought: Although you Zhang San is a great master of the peak realm of the day after tomorrow, will it be too big for you to act alone?

When Zhang San heard this, he immediately understood that this old nun had no confidence in himself and did not believe that he had the means to destroy gunpowder alone. So he smiled dumbly and said, "Master is too relieved, I, Zhang, will not joke with my own life, and only in this way can everyone evacuate safely." After all, this is located in the middle of the city, and it is easy to get stuck in traffic if you don't have enough foot strength. ”

"In this case, the poor nun is waiting for Brother Zhang in the north of the city. ”

Seeing that Zhang San had made up his mind and said it very reasonably, the Holy Master did not insist, and bowed slightly to Zhang San to show her respect for Zhang San's move......

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The wall of the house was close to a corner of the gunpowder warehouse, and Zhang San sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

At this time, the Yitian Sword was already out of its sheath, and it was lying horizontally on his legs, and a huge murderous aura emanated from Zhang San's body, but it was firmly locked on the Yitian Sword in front of him.

Since the departure of the Holy Cause Master and the others, Zhang San has put on such a posture, and after about an hour, the murderous aura has gathered to the peak.

I don't know when, Zhang San has quietly gotten up, and at this time, his spirit has obviously reached its peak!

"It's so dark and windy, it's just killing people and setting fires!"

Flicking his left finger against the sky in his hand, looking at the southern sky, Zhang San sighed leisurely, and then disappeared, and in response to him was the brilliant fireworks that illuminated the southern sky.

"Zizi ......"

Outside the dark powder storehouse, a ghostly figure was moving rapidly, and each flash must be accompanied by the silent fall of several night watch soldiers.

"Boom...... Rumble... Boom!"

The Mongol garrison was really lax, and in less than a few minutes, Zhang San had already retreated, and in the firelight one after another, Zhang San seemed to be strolling leisurely, stepping out, and arrived at the street outside the warehouse.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack ......"

"Ah......h

At this time, the north of the city was already in the same flames, and it was obvious that the Holy Master and others had also done their best!

Zhang San smiled at the corner of his mouth, casually dealt with a few Mongolian rebels who rushed to his side, and rushed over with all his strength, leaving behind the firelight and noise in the sky.

"Bold thief, the Great Mongolian warriors pull out the cool ashes here, eat me a shot. ”

Halfway to the road, facing a Mongolian warrior dressed as a general, galloping on horseback, followed by a team of Mongolian soldiers, seeing that Zhang San was killing the Great Mongolian soldiers, it must be a thief who burned the gunpowder warehouse.

Zhang San didn't care, he casually dealt with a few chaotic soldiers around him, lightly avoided the stabbing horse pistol under his feet, and then danced lightly to the sky, leaving a long row of phantoms, and in the flash of silver light, the people had already arrived behind this group of Mongolian soldiers.

"Well... Hurry up ......"

Zhang San didn't look back, walked straight forward, seeing that he was about to disappear at the end of the long street, this group of Mongolian soldiers fell down one after another, especially the leading Mongolian warriors, who were divided into two halves with men and horses, and only came to spit out the word 'so fast' and sprinkled blood on the long street.

After a while, Zhang San had rushed to the north of the city, at this time the north gate of the city wall had been killed, and all the heroes had been killed to the edge of the city gate, but they had been unable to break through the city because of the large number of Mongolian soldiers.

Zhang Sanda looked over and saw that the Holy Yin Master, the human cook, and the Baicao Immortal were fighting a strong man.

This big man's internal strength is very deep, so that a double hammer, but the dance is impermeable, obviously has reached the peak of the day after tomorrow, one person alone against three first-class masters, do not fall behind, it is precisely because this person restrained the Holy Cause Master Tai and other masters, which made the heroes not able to quickly get out of Nanyang City.

"I can't wait any longer, I have to fight quickly, otherwise when the Mongolian division and other masters arrive, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave if I want to." ”

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang San didn't have time to say hello, the ladder cloud went down, the silver light flashed, Zhang San had already killed behind the strong man, and then leaned on the sky and slashed.

"Ah!! I ...... painfully"

In the flash of silver light, Zhang San had removed one of Dahan's arms, and then the silver light flashed again, immediately blocking Dahan's screams back into his stomach.

For a while, Dahao's head flew high, blood spilled in the sky, and the two eyes on the skull revealed a thick unwillingness.

"Ah, Brother Zhang is here?"

is so powerful that the Holy Cause Master, the human cook, and the Baicao Immortal are all stunned on the spot!

Zhang Sanchao and a few people signaled slightly, and with a long roar, they had been killed to the edge of the city gate, and in the flash of silver light, dozens of Mongolian soldiers were in different places, leaning on the sky and dancing lightly, and the sword qi was sent down, and the rope of the suspension bridge had been cut.

"If you don't leave now, when will you stay!"

At this time, the city gate was already wide open, and Zhang San shouted and went out of the city first.

"Zhang Daxia is mighty! The brothers walked up. ”

All the heroes finally reacted, and immediately responded, and for a while, the sound of killing was like a tide, and soon they broke away from Nanyang City and gradually disappeared into the darkness......