Infinite evolution: I know all the plots

After hearing this, Kong Zhi waved his hands again and again, and said, "What is Zhang Jiaozhu talking about.

Although the monks of our school have learned some boxing skills, they don't know anything about marching and fighting.In recent years, Mingjiao has created a huge career, and no one in the world knows it.

It is heard that only the Mingjiao people are strong enough to fight against the army of Tartars.I, Shaolin, promoted Master Zhang to issue an order to lead the world's heroes to deal with the Tartars to the death. "

After the heroes listened, the six factions that had received Ling Yun's favor began to applaud loudly.

Although Ling Yun is young and not convincing, but his martial arts are strong, he just fought against the three monks of Shaolin, his inner demons entered his body, and killed several people instantly.

And Mingjiao Han Shantong, Xu Shouhui, Zhu Yuanzhang and other people from all walks of life raised up in Huaisi, Yu'e and other places, attacking the city and conquering the territory, and the momentum is like a rainbow, which is well known.

When it comes to the experience of marching and fighting, it is beyond the reach of other sects.The masters of all factions and gangs thought that apart from Mingjiao, no one could take on this great task.

The heads of the six major sects all spoke out at the same time, electing Ling Yun as the leader of the martial arts alliance, and he will command the army against the imperial court.

Seeing this, Ling Yun no longer pretended to refuse, and immediately saluted everyone:
"That kid would be more respectful than obedient."

Ling Yun paused for a moment, and suddenly his face changed, looking at the crowd, he said sharply:

"This time when the imperial court besieged Shaolin with [-] soldiers, we have no way out. I don't care what conflicts and enmity you had before, but from now on, put away your little thoughts. Everyone must strictly follow the order, If anyone disobeys orders, they will be killed without mercy!"

The cold gaze swept the audience around, the masters of all factions and gangs thought of the battle on the top of the mountain, and when Ling Yun glanced over, they all felt their scalps go numb, their hearts trembled, and they really didn't dare to have other thoughts.

At this moment, Xie Xun, the golden lion king, took a step forward and suddenly said loudly:

"I, Xie Xun, did a lot of evil. I didn't expect to live to this day. Among the heroes in the world, which relatives, mentors and friends were killed by Xie, so I invited him to take Xie's life. I have absolutely no complaints."

It turned out that Xie Xun saw that many family members of the masters of various sects were killed by him, and his heart must be full of resentment. Now that the situation is critical, he worried that these people would make trouble at the critical moment, so he simply stood up and wanted to sacrifice himself so that everyone can go up and down wholeheartedly against the imperial court

Although many of the heroes had deep hatred against him, they also understood at this moment that everything was Cheng Kun's conspiracy. The golden lion king was just being used by others.

Coupled with the fact that Mingjiao masters are all out now, and the six major sects have received Mingjiao's favor, I'm afraid they will all stand by Mingjiao's side.

Ling Yun didn't speak, and stood beside Xie Xun coldly, with a gloomy face, as if whoever stood up at this moment and said that he wanted to kill Xie Xun for revenge, he would definitely not stand idly by.

Suddenly a man came out from the crowd and said: "Xie Xun, my father, Old Hero Qiu, was wounded by you with the Yanling Flying Sword. I'm here to avenge my late father." He walked up to him.

Xie Xun said dejectedly: "That's right, your father was indeed the victim, so I ask brother Qiu to do it." The man surnamed Qiu drew his sword in his hand and took two steps.

The man surnamed Qiu raised his sword to his chest, suddenly tears came from his eyes, spit on Xie Xun's face, choked up and said: "My father was a hero, like an old man in the sky, seeing me slaying a blind man who has lost all martial arts, he must Annoy me for being unworthy" with a clang, he fell to the ground single-handedly, covered his face and ran into the crowd.

Then another middle-aged woman came out and said: "Xie Xun, I'm here to avenge my husband Qin Dapeng, the judge of Yin and Yang." Walking in front of Xie Xun, she also spit on his face and walked away crying.

People came out one after another from the crowd, some slapped Xie Xun twice, some kicked him, and some cursed, Xie Xun kept his head down and endured, neither retreating nor reciprocating.

Ling Yun knew that everyone's retaliation was fulfilling Xie Xun's wish. After many years, he could finally solve this martial arts case and practice Buddhism with peace of mind.

Not long after, Xie Xun saw that no one among the heroes came out to take revenge, he let out a long breath, turned around, pulled out the Dragon Slaying Saber from his back, and stuffed it into Ling Yun's hand.

"Wuji boy, take good care of the Dragon Slaying Knife in the future, and don't let it fall into the wrong hands again."

After Xie Xun finished speaking, it seemed as if he had let go of a heavy burden, his whole body felt light, and a smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, the heroes realized that the thing wrapped in cotton cloth was actually the Supreme Dragon Slaying Sword of Wulin. The sound of breathing gradually became heavier, and many people's eyes shone brightly.

With a shake of Ling Yun's right hand, the cotton cloth was scattered, and the dragon-slaying sword finally saw the light of day again.

I saw that it was not as dazzling and extremely sharp as other weapons.The swarthy blade looked like a piece of unforged black iron.

Ling Yun looked at the dragon-slaying knife, which was engraved with thin and simple cloud patterns like the Yitian sword.

It's just that because the color of the blade is too dark, only Ling Yun can see it.

Gently stroking the cloud pattern on the blade, Ling Yun knew that it was not for studying the wonderful cloud pattern at this moment, so he put the dragon-slaying knife behind his back and tied it behind his back.

Suddenly, the clatter of horseshoes was heard outside the gate of the temple, and two horses galloped over.The sound of hooves stopped abruptly outside the door.

Followed by two men hurriedly rushing into the hall.

When the heroes looked at their clothes, they knew that they were the followers of Mingjiao.

The two walked up to Zhang Wuji and bowed to salute, one of them reported: "I would like to report to the leader: Five thousand Tartar soldiers vanguard, came to attack Shaolin Temple, saying that people in martial arts gathered a crowd to rebel and wanted to crush Shaolin."

The man went on to say: "A lot of great monks along the way have been killed by Tazi soldiers. The Tartars said: Today we will conquer Shaolin and kill all the masters who participated in the martial arts conference."

After hearing this, everyone shouted out of righteous indignation, and said: "If you don't fight to the death with the Tartar soldiers, you will be ashamed to be the descendants of the Yellow Emperor."

Because at this time, although the Song Dynasty had fallen for nearly a hundred years, the heroes in the martial arts always regarded the Mongolian officers and soldiers as barbarians and refused to submit to their control.

At this time, when they heard that the Mongolian soldiers had arrived, everyone's blood boiled with enthusiasm, and they were all eager to fight.

Seeing the enthusiasm of the crowd, Ling Yun immediately said loudly: "Heroes, today is the time for men to kill the enemy and serve the country. Today we will talk about the expulsion of barbarians from Shaolin Temple. Today's hero meeting, our Central Plains martial arts will surely be famous forever."

After hearing this, all the heroes in the main hall cheered and shouted, and they were united as one.

At this moment, there was a loud shout from the foot of the mountain, two Shaolin monks rushed into the hall, covered in blood, and hurriedly reported: "The Mongolian soldiers are coming up the mountain."

All the heroes in the hall heard Yuan soldiers coming, each drew their weapons, rushed out one after another, and rushed down the mountain.

Seeing the crowd rushing out, Ling Yun could not help but sigh softly in his heart.

After all, people in the martial arts are not a regular army, and they really have no organization and discipline at all.

Usually these people are high above the top, with their eyes above the top, and they don't pay attention to the ordinary army at all.