Infinite evolution: I know all the plots

Ling Yun seemed to be enraged by this situation, the black mist in his eyes rolled more and more, and the golden area became smaller and smaller.

Unreconciled, Ling Yun seemed to lose his mind, frantically inputting internal energy into Yitianjian again and again, but there was still no slight change, every time the internal energy was ruthlessly absorbed by Yitianjian.

Seeing that Ling Yun's eyes were getting more and more murderous, Kong Zhi thought it was not good, so he winked, and everyone moved slowly towards Ling Yun, ready to strike at any time.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the half-dead Miejue Shitai in Ling Yun's left hand suddenly let out a sneer, making everyone stop.

Ling Yun stopped the movements of his hands, withdrew his true energy, and slowly turned his head to look at Master Miejue.

Miejue Shitai looked at Ling Yun with disdain, and said weakly:

"Yitian Sword is the treasure of my family in Emei. You evil heretics also want to control it? It's just wishful thinking."

After speaking, he tilted his head and fainted due to excessive blood loss, with a deep disdain still on his face.

As soon as Ling Yun heard it, he immediately understood that the Yitian Sword must have other secrets, and the specific operation method must only be known to Miejue Shitai, the only head of Emei.

So Ling Yun quickly sent his internal force over, stabilizing Miejue Shitai's injury, and then threw it on the ground, raising his head to look at the masters of various factions who were slowly approaching.

Seeing that Ling Yun's facial features are extremely ferocious at the moment, his eyes are full of black mist, and only a faint golden light is still floating in his eyes, knowing that there is no longer any delay, and he has no chance in his heart, he roars:
"Everyone make a move together, don't hold anything back!"

Xian Yutong added fuel to the fire and shouted:

"Remove harm for the martial arts!"

Song Yuanqiao felt extremely heartbroken. Finally, the fifth brother's child grew up and possessed peerless martial arts. Who would have thought that he would be possessed by a heart demon. If he really wanted to kill him, it would be better to let him die in the hands of the Wudang faction.

So Song Yuanqiao, relying on Wudang School's outstanding lightness kung fu, rushed to Ling Yun first, and stabbed at Ling Yun's dantian with the move of "immortal guiding the way".

It seemed that although he was determined, he still couldn't deal with it when things came to an end. He just wanted to abolish Ling Yun's martial arts, and at the worst, take him back to Wudang, so that he can live a peaceful life.

A sharp look flashed in Ling Yun's eyes, Song Yuanqiao hadn't seen the movement clearly, he only heard a sound in his ears, the long sword in his hand was broken in two, his face felt a sharp pain, he was hit by Ling Yun's sword, and flew straight back.

Song Yuanqiao landed ten feet away with a bang, and just about to get up, he only heard a few bang bang bang bangs, and a few figures fell around him instantly, and when he took a closer look, all the masters of the sects surrounding Ling Yun were successively killed by him Shot it back with the Yitian sword.

It's just that although everyone was bloody, none of them were seriously injured. I think Ling Yun still had a clear mind, avoided the vital points, and didn't kill everyone.

But Ling Yun was standing in the field at the moment, trembling involuntarily all over his body, and there was a voice in his heart shouting:

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

This incomparably strong killing intent urged Ling Yun, wanting him to kill everyone in front of him, only then could he relieve the hatred in his heart.

But the trace of clarity in Ling Yun's mind kept blocking his body, and every time he wanted to make a move, he avoided the vital points of everyone.

At this moment, Ling Yun was in a battle between heaven and man, his head was swollen, and the pain was unspeakable.

Ling Yun couldn't bear this kind of heart-piercing pain anymore, let go of his hand, Yi Tianjian fell to the ground, put his head in his hands, squatted on the ground and yelled.

The roar was extremely low but loud, and it didn't sound like a human being at all, but rather like the hiss of an ancient giant beast.

Seeing Ling Yun's changes, everyone in the arena stood still and did not dare to move.

It's just that no one noticed that apart from the terrified people among the six sects, there were also a few people staring at Yitianjian at Ling Yun's feet with incomparably greedy eyes.

After all, not to mention the sharpness of the Yitian Sword, everyone has witnessed the power of the martial arts performed by Miejue Shitai. If you can snatch the Yitian Sword, take it back and study it carefully, maybe you can find a way to use it, then Aoli Wulin will be just around the corner.

After a while, everyone saw that Ling Yun kept this posture unchanged. Gradually, some bold people began to gear up and move forward slowly.

Kong Zhi and the others stood up at this moment, looked at Ling Yun, but did not dare to make any moves.

Yu Guangzhong Kongzhi saw the strange movement in the crowd of the six major factions, he felt bad, and was about to open his mouth to scold, but in the six factions, except for Shaolin, Wudang and Emei, the other three factions all jumped out with several people and showed their strength. Qinggong, scrambling to fly towards Ling Yun.

"No!"

Seeing this, Kong Zhi was so frightened that he quickly stretched out his hand to stop him and shouted.

It was only then that the crowd discovered the strange behavior of these people, and as a result, more people from the three factions jumped out and rushed towards Ling Yun, with unconcealable greed in their eyes.

The first person who rushed to Ling Yun's side looked at the clothes, and he was indeed from the Kongtong school.

The man stopped in front of Ling Yun, observed for a few seconds, saw that the person behind him was about to approach, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and quickly lowered his head to pick up the Yitian Sword.

In the end, Ling Yun didn't notice any movement, but still hugged his head and howled on the ground.

Others also rushed to Ling Yun's side one after another, all staring greedily at the man with the sword.

After this person got the Yitian Sword, he knew that he could not control it. Looking at the people around him who were as uneasy as himself, he suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

He turned around, looked at Ling Yun who was squatting on the ground, and thought in his heart that it would be better to take advantage of this kid's lack of resistance and kill him.

Then I became the hero of the six major sects besieging Mingjiao this time, even if I returned the Yitian Sword, I would get some benefits to some extent.

So he didn't hesitate any longer, he became ruthless, gathered all his strength, and slammed his sword at Ling Yun's head.

Kong Zhi and the heads of various sects are jumping in the air, ready to stop this group of shameless greedy people.

Suddenly seeing that this person was so bold, he couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart. He glanced at the expressions of the people around him and found that besides him and Song Yuanqiao, there were so many people who hoped that this person would succeed.

Seeing that the sword was about to strike Ling Yun's head, but the person holding the sword found that Ling Yun's whole body seemed to be covered by a layer of true energy, and when he struck three inches above his head, he could no longer advance an inch.

And Ling Yun seemed to be stimulated by this attack, and suddenly stopped howling, and slowly raised his head, staring at the person holding the sword with a pair of black eyes.

I saw that Ling Yun's eyes were filled with black mist, and the entire eye sockets were covered in black, and there was no trace of pale gold in sight.

Kong Zhi and the others happened to arrive by leaps and bounds.

Kong Zhi looked into Ling Yun's eyes and said in his heart:

"It's over!"

This monk, one of the three sages of Shaolin, seemed to be drained of all his strength, and his legs began to tremble involuntarily in despair.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"