Infinite evolution: I know all the plots

At this moment, I heard that only [-] soldiers and vanguards have come, all of them have greatly increased their confidence, thinking that they can easily kill them with their high-strength martial arts.

Ling Yun didn't stop him either, he said in his heart that he would let them charge for a while, let's get rid of their vigor first, so that they could truly obey the command and deployment.

Ling Yun glanced at Wei Yixiao, the blue-winged bat king in the crowd, Wei Yixiao understood, and immediately stepped forward.

Ling Yun whispered to Wei Yixiao to use the wing suit to escape from the top of the mountain and go down the mountain to contact the nearby Mingjiao Rebel Army to come to help.

After Wei Yixiao took the order, he immediately turned around and used all his lightness kung fu to go straight to the top of the back mountain of Shaolin Temple.

Ling Yun pulls Xiao Zhao over, takes Xiao Zhao to the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun, and tells Xiao Zhao to take good care of Xie Xun in the hall.

Xiao Zhao knew in his heart that the young master was worried about his own safety and didn't want to put himself in danger. He said he was taking care of Xie Xun, but in fact he wanted Xie Xun to protect him.

Xiao Zhao was moved, and obediently stood behind Xie Xun, knowing that it would be more appropriate for him to stay in the main hall, so that Ling Yun could command the battle at the front without being distracted.

After Ling Yun made the arrangements, he gave an order and led the Mingjiao congregation to run down the mountain, following the masters of each faction.

Ling Yun rushed out of the hall first, and went to the half-mountain pavilion to inspect. He saw that more than [-] Mongolian vanguards had already attacked the mountainside, and Ling Yun arranged a round of hard crossbow javelins from the Ruijin Banner, killing many and slowing down the attack. Slowed down.

Everyone looked far and wide, and groups of Mongolian soldiers came windingly, with neat military appearance and murderous aura.Sure enough, he is a well-trained, unrivaled elite soldier in the world.

Suddenly there was a loud shout in front of him, it turned out that the masters of various factions had already rushed to the front of the Mongolian army and began to fight each other.

All the martial arts masters rushed into the formation like a group of tigers and wolves, and each used their secret martial arts skills to kill the Mongolian officers and soldiers with all their strength.

In an instant, a large area of ​​Mongolian officers and soldiers fell in front of the formation, causing casualties.

All I heard was Yuan Bingchang standing behind the formation on horseback, his brows frowned, and the Mongolian soldiers changed formation immediately at an order, and the whole team spread out like a fan and retreated slowly.

While retreating, he intentionally separated the masters who rushed into the formation slowly.

Not long after, all the masters found that they had no companions around them, and at a glance, they were surrounded by Mongolian soldiers.

Everyone felt cold, only then did they know that the Mongolian army had been on the battlefield for a long time, and they had a certain degree of advance and retreat.

Under the command of Chief Wan, all the masters have been cut and separated, surrounded one by one, leaving everyone isolated and helpless, and then killed alone.

Although all the masters are highly skilled in martial arts, there is no danger for a while, but after hearing the order, the Mongolian soldiers seemed to completely ignore the casualties.

After a while, many masters were surrounded by corpses of Mongolian soldiers. The blades in their hands were curled up, and their hands began to tremble slightly.

The crowd killed hundreds of Mongolian officers and soldiers, but they were still unable to break through the encirclement circle of Mongolian officers and soldiers.

If the fight continues like this, everyone will eventually exhaust their internal strength and be killed by random knives and guns.

After all, not everyone has as strong and long internal energy as Ling Yun.

Only a few screams were heard on the mountainside, and some masters with insufficient internal strength were hacked to the ground by Mongolian soldiers.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lingyun immediately ordered: "The three flags of Ruijin, Flood, and Liehuo guard the main road up the mountain. The two banners of Jumu and Houtu quickly cut down the wood and moved it up to build barriers to prevent the enemy from attacking." Receive the order in unison, and direct the subordinates to arm themselves.

Then with an order, he led Yang Xiao, Fan Yao, Wu Sanren and several other top experts in the Ming Cult to kill in the formation.

Ling Yun led the crowd to fly to the place where the Wudang faction was besieged, jumped in mid-air, stretched his right hand behind his back, drew out the dragon-slaying knife tied behind his back, swung it vigorously, and brought the more than ten Mongolian soldiers who came to stop them with their weapons. All cut in half.

Yang Xiao and the others followed closely behind, and they performed their respective functions. Immediately, the team of Mongolian soldiers was invincible, and immediately rescued all the masters of the Wudang School and blocked them behind them.

Except for Song Yuanqiao and a few seniors of the Wudang faction, almost everyone was wounded and covered in blood. After being rescued at this moment, they were all panting heavily, with a look of lingering fear.

Ling Yun stopped attacking at this moment, looked back at the Wudang faction, and said:

"Everyone take out the Thunderbolt and Thunderbolt, and try to throw them where there are as many people as possible."

At this time, everyone suddenly realized that they remembered that during the battle on the top of the mountain, everyone had collected a lot of thunderbolts and put them in their arms, but they didn't think about taking them out to kill the enemy.

Everyone in Wudang stopped delaying immediately and took out Thunderbolt Fireballs from their bosoms, aimed at the place where the Mongolian officers and soldiers were the most, and threw Thunderbolt Fireballs non-stop towards the place where the crowd was densest.

Immediately, there were loud bangs and bangs from many places in the Mongolian army formation, and puffs of smoke filled the air.

Countless Mongolian officers and soldiers were blown to pieces, soldiers a little further away were also affected by embers, and countless people were on fire everywhere.

All kinds of screams filled the mountainside for a while, and countless people covered in flames rolled all over the ground.

This blow only caused chaos in the Mongolian army formation, and the besieged martial arts masters got a chance to breathe, and rushed back with all their strength, fighting a bloody path.

Commander Wan of the Mongolian army obviously didn't expect such powerful firearms in the hands of martial arts masters.

After hearing the order, the Mongolian army began to retreat slowly, leaving corpses all over the ground.

Mr. Wan looked at Ling Yun from a distance, knowing that the reason for not completing the task this time was because of this person's sudden appearance, so he sat on the horse and looked at Ling Yun fiercely.

Ling Yun sensed Mrs. Wan's eyes full of hatred, so he didn't say a word, but summoned up his true energy, and shouted:
"Half Moon Cut!"

A two-meter-high, half-moon-shaped white knife light visible to the naked eye spewed out from the knife body, and slashed towards Chief Wan.

Daomang plowed the entire ground into a deep trench, and rushed to the front of the Mongolian soldiers in an instant.

Before the Mongolian soldiers had time to react, they passed in a straight line, and all the soldiers blocking the road were split in half by the extremely sharp blade light.

The sword glow penetrated 50 meters into the formation before barely disappearing.

All the Mongolian soldiers were taken aback by the incomparable sword light, and someone shouted, and the soldiers retreated faster.

Ling Yun put away his knife and stood up, thinking that the distance between Mr. Wan and him is still too far, it seems that he can only teach them a lesson.

With a wave of his right hand, Ling Yun led the crowd back up the mountain, and all the troops from both sides withdrew, leaving behind corpses all over the place and blood all over the mountain.

At this moment, the two banners of Jumu and Houtu have seen the wood and piled up big stones to build a solid barrier on the mountainside.

Ling Yun ordered the two banner owners to guard the barrier, and led the crowd back to the main hall.