Heavens crossing system

Chapter 72 Siege of Bright Summit!
Mingjiao is located in the brightest and most distant region, and the road is far away. Ordinary people need several months to reach it. Even martial arts practitioners, who are physically strong and can travel day and night, need more than a month.But for Lin Yun, it was just a time to take a nap.

Slowly lowered his figure, landed on a mountain peak, looked up, and not far away, the scenery of Guangmingding was still the same, still so majestic and beautiful, but among the mountains and forests, he could faintly see many congregants walking back and forth, Apparently Mingjiao also knew about the movements of the six major sects and stepped up their defenses.

Seeing this situation, Lin Yun's heart moved, he stretched out his consciousness, and looked around.

Not long after, Lin Yun found hundreds of tents in the forest ten miles away from Guangmingding, and nearly a thousand people gathered here. Among these people were Taoists, nuns, and monks. Seeing this, Lin Yun knew He is a member of the six sects.

In the middle of the station, in a big tent, there are more than a dozen people sitting in it, talking with each other and discussing how to destroy the Demon Cult. The faction is still on the way.And outside the tent, the disciples of the six major sects also gathered in twos and threes, discussing how to strangle the devils of the Demon Cult. All of a sudden, it was extremely lively, the noise was deafening, and the noise was dizzy. , only took a rough look, and his spiritual sense hurriedly swept over it, exploring a further place.

If Lin Yun's prediction was correct, the troops led by Zhao Min, the Princess of the Yuan Dynasty, should also be nearby, quietly watching the battle between the six sects and Mingjiao.

Sure enough, a little far away from the six sects, in a very secret mountain depression, there are nearly a thousand people stationed here, all of these people are wearing armor, with stern expressions, they are obviously elite soldiers.

And in an exquisite tent, above the head seat, sat a handsome young man full of heroism. This young man had white skin and red lips, and he was full of confidence when talking and laughing, as well as a little lively and mischievous. It was revealed inadvertently that the boy was Zhao Min disguised as a man.

Below it on the left are two old men with gray hair. Although they are old men, they don't have the kindness that old men should have. , it is two officers, can sit here, think the position is not low.

Regardless of what they said, Lin Yun collected his consciousness and looked in the direction of the six sects, hesitating whether to clean up the six gates now and complete the task. After all, there is not much time left, Delay is useless.

But if you think about it, forget it. Although it is related to the mission, if you just go up and fight like this now, not to mention the six sects, even Lin Yun will feel baffled. Thinking of this, Lin Yun is not easy to rely on. If I want to bully them because of my high martial arts skills, I can only wait patiently and find an opportunity to intervene.

"It doesn't matter. The siege of Guangmingding should take two days. I'll wait for a while, but if we want to convince the people of the six sects, we need some means. After all, it is also the force to fight against the Mongolian Tartars." Said. Forget it, sit down cross-legged on the spot and practice.

The sun sets and the moon rises, the moon sets and the sun rises, so day and night alternate, and two days passed by in a flash. During these two days, as people from the six sects continued to gather, everyone was sharpening their knives, their expressions were agitated, and they wanted to kill immediately. Go up to the bright top.

In the early morning of the third day, after the last faction arrived, the momentum of the crowd was even higher. After a short rest, after breakfast, the six sects turned off the stove, tore down the tent, and rushed straight to Siwang Peak at Guangmingding.

Under the mountain peak, people from Mingjiao Five Elements Banner and Tianyingjiao had been waiting for a long time. When they saw people from the six sects rushing, they immediately set up their formations, showed their weapons, and waited for them.

"The devil is right in front, all the disciples follow me to kill the enemy!" Seeing the man with the Five Elements Banner, Miejue Shitai shouted angrily, and charged forward with his sword.

"Kill!" Emei sent everyone to shout angrily, and followed Master Miejue to kill the enemy.

"kill…"……

Not to be outdone, the rest of the sects shouted and rushed forward.

All of a sudden, blood splattered, stumps flew, screams, shouts, and clashes of weapons continued.

"Ah!" On the mountain peak, Lin Yun looked at the hell-like scene in front of him, and his heart was full of waves, but he suppressed it forcibly, and all his helplessness turned into a long sigh.

The battle below will not stop because of Lin Yun's sigh. Although there is no Yitian sword, Miejue Shitai is still fierce. After several hours of fighting, everyone in the Five Elements Banner was beaten and defeated. These people are also conquering the terrain step by step, hitting the bright top and sitting on Wangfeng Peak.

"I don't know where the master is going?" On the other side, at some time, Lin Yun came to the entrance of the secret road in the back mountain, looked at Cheng Kun who was seriously injured in front of him, and asked with a smile.

Originally, with Zhang Wuji's kung fu, Cheng Kun, who was seriously injured, would never be able to escape, but Zhang Wuji is a kind person. Under Cheng Kun's weakness and sighs, he hesitated for a while, so Cheng Kun seized the opportunity. Escaped into the secret path and got rid of Zhang Wuji.

"Ah! Who is it?" Cheng Kun, who was running away on his own, was startled, and looked up, but saw a young man in white standing behind him, looking at him, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and said to himself: "This kid is that boy?" At the door of the house, although I was seriously injured, my hearing power has not dropped, why did I not know that he came behind me?"

Cheng Kun's mind was full of thoughts, but he said in his mouth: "The little benefactor is a disciple of that family, why is he here?" His tone was very gentle, and he seemed to have some calculations.

But to Lin Yun, no matter what Cheng Kun did, he couldn't change anything, so he put away his playful thoughts and came to Cheng Kun's side in an instant, pointing at his acupuncture points.

Cheng Kun's eyes widened, full of disbelief. He didn't understand why a young boy could touch his acupuncture points so easily, even though he was seriously injured.

Lin Yun didn't care what Cheng Kun thought, just carried Cheng Kun casually, and walked up to the Bright Summit.

Not long after, Lin Yun arrived at Guangmingding, and came to a huge open-air square. Lin Yun lowered his figure, stood quietly on a pillar, and looked down.

At this time, there were two groups of people in the square, one group was lying or sitting, they were obviously injured, they were members of Mingjiao, and the other group were people from the six sects.

At this time, Zhang Wuji changed his face and stood in the middle of the two groups of people. Behind him, a petite girl with exquisite appearance was supporting the seriously injured white-browed eagle king Yin Tianzheng to retreat slowly.Without thinking too much, Lin Yun knew that this girl was Xiao Zhao.

At this time, Zhang Wuji seemed to be mediating the fight, and he said to the six sects: "Your junior is not talking nonsense, that Hunyuan Thunderbolt master Cheng Kun was all about stirring up discord between the six sects and Mingjiao, and later he joined Shaolin's sect. True. I once learned martial arts from him in Shaolin, this matter is absolutely true, if there are false words, the juniors are inferior to pigs and dogs, and after death, they will not be reborn."

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, a majestic monk in gray robes walked out from among the Shaolin crowd, loudly shouted the Buddha's chant, and said, "Master Zeng, why are you talking nonsense and repeatedly slandering me as a disciple of Shaolin? When did you enter my school?" Learning art in Shaolin Temple? Before becoming a hero in the world, how can Shaolin Qingming allow you to insult him casually?" The one who spoke was Kong Xing, one of the three great monks.

(End of this chapter)