The heavens: pushing across all realms

"Report—the Shaolin sect is leading three hundred people, coming from the northeast!"

"Report - the Emei and Kongtong factions are attacking Guangmingding from the south, and the Ruijin Banner brothers are intercepting them!"

"Report—Six hundred people from the Huashan and Kunlun factions are going up the mountain from the southeast. The disciples of the Flood Banner cannot resist and have retreated!"

As reports came one after another, disciples outside rushed into the hall with news.

Feng Ji is sitting in the first place, with five scattered people below him, and on the left and right sides are Dai Qisi, the Purple-shirted Dragon King, and Wei Yixiao, the Green-winged Bat King.

Feng Ji nodded slightly and asked, "Where is the Eagle King?"

Zhao Yunhu of the White Tiger Altar immediately replied: "Reporting to the leader, the Eagle King leads Tianshi Hall and Tianwei Hall to set up an ambush in the northeast to block the Shaolin Sect."

Feng Ji nodded slightly and started thinking rapidly.

"The reason why the five major sects are besieging Guangmingding this time is because the good and the evil have been grudges for a long time, but why are they uniting now?"

"Is it really because I'm so angry that I'm exterminated?"

"Is the Mongolian court involved in this?"

Feng Ji still remembers that in the original plot, all this was just a conspiracy designed by Zhao Min and Cheng Kun of the Ruyang Palace in Mongolia.

However, the five major factions are currently besieging Guangmingding several years in advance. Logically speaking, Zhao Min should not have taken charge of the Ruyang Palace yet, and he would not have already planned to deal with the Jianghu people.

So could this be planned by Cheng Kun?

If Cheng Kun takes action, he will definitely join forces with the Ruyang Palace.

It's just that the person in charge of all this in Ruyang Palace may not be Zhao Min.

Thinking of this, Feng Ji looked thoughtful and said in a deep voice: "Order the Five Elements Flag not to use all its strength and leave some manpower behind. The four gates of heaven and earth, wind and thunder, are stationed in ambush at the foot of the mountain, waiting for orders."

"Sky Eagle's teaching staff separated some of them and lurked on several secret roads under Guangmingding Mountain."

Feng Ji's series of commands surprised everyone present.

"Leader, if the five major sects attack Guangmingding, where will the prestige of our Ming Cult remain?"

"Yes, leader, why don't you go all out?"

"Master, what else do you have to worry about?"

Everyone started asking questions one after another.

Feng Ji nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "The five major factions arrived quickly enough, but will there be other forces intervening behind this?"

"We cannot use all our forces on the five major factions. We must be careful of enemies."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was suddenly surprised.

"There are still enemies? Is the leader worried about the Wu-Tang Clan?"

"No way, the Wudang Sect and the Sky Eagle Sect are considered in-laws after all, right?"

"I wonder which enemy the leader is worried about?"

Everyone looked at Feng Ji and asked.

Feng Ji looked at the sand table, flicked his finger, and a command flag shot out, landing in the center of the sand table. It was the capital of the Yuan Dynasty!

Everyone was shocked. Peng Yingyu couldn't help but stood up, with a look of shock on her face, and said, "Is the leader worried about the court?"

Feng Ji nodded slightly: "Yes, the world is in chaos right now. If there are smart people among the Mongols, they may not take the opportunity to take action and sweep away the world."

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly looked solemn.

Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao couldn't help but said: "What the leader said is absolutely true. We have all focused our attention on the rivers and lakes, where good and evil are fighting, but we have ignored the Mongolian Tatars!"

"Yes, if the five major sects and our Mingjiao both suffer losses, wouldn't it mean that the Mongolian Tatars will benefit?"

Among the people present, there were many knowledgeable people who had led soldiers and fought in battles.

For example, Peng Yingyu, the leader of the five altars outside the Tianying Sect.

They all thought of this at this time and couldn't help but feel a little solemn.

Wei Yixiao couldn't help but look at Dai Qisi and asked: "Mrs. Han, among the four Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult, you were the smartest in terms of resourcefulness and resourcefulness. What do you think?"

Dai Qisi seemed to be in a trance. Wei Yixiao yelled a few times before she came back to her senses. A look of confusion suddenly appeared in her eyes: "What...what?"

Wei Yixiao couldn't help but frown and said, "Mrs. Han, what are you thinking about?"

Dai Qisi's face turned slightly red and she glanced at Feng Ji subconsciously.

Feng Ji also glanced at her, and the two looked at each other. Dai Qisi's eyes instantly wandered to the side and said, "I don't have much idea. I haven't recovered from my old injuries recently. I'm sorry."

When Wei Yixiao heard this, he immediately thought of something and said with a smile: "Mrs. Han, you haven't recovered from the cold poison you suffered back then? It just so happens that the Nine Yang Magic Skill practiced by the leader is very effective against cold poison. Otherwise, why don't you find the leader? Can you help me try?"

Dai Qisi's face instantly turned red and she glanced at Feng Ji hesitantly.

Feng Ji immediately said in a deep voice: "Purple Shirt Dragon King, if your injury has not recovered, you can come to me at any time, don't force it."

"Okay, everyone, leave some of your troops as I just said to prevent the Mongolian Tatars from taking advantage of them. As for the five major factions, let's see where they can go!"

"Yes, leader!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

After everyone dispersed, Feng Ji stood up and walked to the backyard.

But in the yard, Yin Li, Yang Buhui and Xiao Zhao were practicing the Nine Yang Magic Skill.

Although Yang Buhui practiced early, she was young and did not work hard.

On the contrary, Yin Li came from behind and was able to teach them both now.

Feng Ji smiled and was about to turn around when he suddenly noticed something and turned to look at the corridor not far away.

But in the corridor, Dai Qisi's beautiful eyes were also looking at her.

The two looked at each other, Dai Qisi quickly turned around and left in a hurry.

Feng Ji looked at her plump figure and frowned slightly.

In three days, the five major factions attacked extremely quickly and reached the foot of Guangmingding Mountain.

Now the five major sects have finally gathered together, and the leader is Kong Wen of the Shaolin sect!

At this time, Kongwen was still one-armed, but there were three elderly monks standing behind him.

These three old monks are very old, they are seventy or eighty years old.

Even Kong Wen was very respectful when next to them.

"Uncle Du'e, there is Guangmingding ahead, and the evil demons have gathered there."

It turns out that these three old monks are the three most senior people in Shaolin. They can overcome disasters, tribulations and disasters!

Not only had Kong Wen and the other three been defeated miserably at the hands of Feng Ji at Wudang Golden Summit, Kong Wen even had his arm broken.

This time when attacking Guangmingding, they had already prepared for Feng Ji to come to support them, so Kong Wen invited three uncle-level masters who had never left the mountain.

At the moment, Shaolin can be regarded as the team with the most violent attacks and the fastest progress among the five major sects.

Not only are each of this team a master, but they are also good at forming formations to fight against the enemy.

"Amitabha, let's only get rid of the first evil, and don't commit more murders."

"Yes, uncle."

While the Shaolin sect was talking, they saw Huangshan rolling in the distance, and another group of people came.

The visitors are all women, wearing yellow, gray and white long skirts, each holding a sword.

Headed by a group of nuns in black robes.

"Master Kongwen, Shaolin sent us here very quickly!"

But he saw a tall nun among the nuns. He jumped over and was already approaching.

Kong Wen clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Turns out she is a female warrior from the Emei Sect. Congratulations to Master Jingxuan for your great progress in martial arts."

Jingxuan smiled and said, "I would also like to thank Shaolin for letting go of his sectarian views and sharing Nine Yang Kung with me, Emei."

It turned out that that day at Emei Golden Summit, after Kong Wen paid homage to Master Miejie, he actually exchanged Shaolin Nine Yang Kung Fu with Jing Xuan.

Jingxuan confirmed the Shaolin Nine-Yang Kung Fu and the Emei Nine-Yang Kung Fu with each other, and his skills improved rapidly. At this time, his skills were no longer inferior to those of his master!

She was extremely ambitious at this time, with a look of pride on her face, and said, "Are the people from Kunlun, Huashan, Kongtong, and the Seventy-two Gang on the way?"

"Amitabha, it should be not far away."

"Let's camp here. When everyone joins up, we will attack Guangmingding." Jingxuan raised his scabbard and pointed at Guangmingding, his face filled with murderous intent.

Kong Wen nodded and said in a deep voice: "If the demon sect is not eradicated, the martial arts world will be in trouble."

While talking, I saw yellow sand rolling in the distance again, and a large number of people and horses were coming.

Kongwen and Jingxuan turned their heads and looked into the distance, smiling immediately.

"The Kunlun and Huashan factions have also arrived."

"Mr. Tieqin and Head Xian are here together. They are very determined to exterminate demons." Jingxuan said with a smile.

Before he finished speaking, he saw a long roar coming from the yellow sand.

"Huashan Xianyutong, I would like to pay my respects to all of you comrades."

His voice was loud and clear, showing off his considerable inner strength.

It's just that this internal force is too weak, so when the sound reaches everyone's ears amidst the rolling yellow sand, it is already vague.

Jingxuan smiled faintly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

But I saw the same male and female voice coming from the Kunlun Sect.

"Kunlun He Taichong and Kunlun Ban Shuxian, I have met all of you colleagues!"

Among the people and horses, a man and a woman were seen flying towards them. They were really cool and unrestrained.

Unfortunately, when I looked at her recently, I found that the woman was a bit older. She seemed to be more than ten years older than He Taichong.

A strange look flashed in everyone's eyes, and they all snickered secretly.

But when He Taichong landed on the ground, holding a sword in his hand, he cupped his fists and smiled: "I've seen Master Kongwen, Master Jingxuan, Brother Xian!"

"Mr. Tieqin, you are polite, what are these behind you?"

Abbot Kongwen looked behind He Taichong and the others, and saw that behind them, many disciples wearing Five Elements Flag costumes were tied up with hemp ropes.

Xian Yutong chuckled and said, "These are the demons from the Demon Cult that we caught on the way. I plan to have them charge for us when we get to Guangmingding in a while to prevent any trap from the Demon Cult."

Hearing this, Jingxuan couldn't help but clapped his hands and said, "What a great idea. Those Demon Sect monsters can't defeat us head-on, so why don't they use some insidious tricks?"

Everyone nodded, feeling that it made sense.

At that moment, they each went around to capture some ordinary Mingjiao disciples, tied them together, and drove them to climb mountains.

This scene was noticed by the people of Tianying Cult from a distance.

The White-browed Eagle King witnessed this scene with his own eyes and felt furious.

"What a well-known and upright person, he actually uses my disciples as a shield!"

"How is this behavior different from those of the Mongolian Tatars?"

Li Tianyuan, the leader of Tianshi Hall, also yelled angrily and was obviously very angry.

Because there are disciples of our sect who serve as the opponent's shield, there is no use in laying an ambush now.

At that moment, Yin Tianzheng said in a deep voice: "Retreat first, to Guangmingding!"

"Senior brother, are you withdrawing now? Don't you want to test their strength?"

Li Tianyuan couldn't help but ask.

Yin Tianzheng shook his head: "We don't have enough people. Although the three old monks of the Shaolin Sect didn't make many moves along the way, I can see that the three of them are one. Even if you and I go together, they are no match. The only choice is to go back now." , let Feng Ji take action."

Speaking of Feng Ji, there was a hint of weirdness in his expression.

A few days ago, he rushed back to Guangmingding and learned that Feng Ji had become the leader of the Ming Cult.

He was shocked when he heard the news, and immediately rushed to Guangmingding himself.

But he saw a scene that shocked him. The arrogant Yang Xiao was actually crippled.

After asking, he found out that it was Feng Ji who had beaten him.

Then Wu Sanren, who was carefree and at ease, actually respected Feng Ji.

Among the four Dharma Kings, the Green-winged Bat King and the Purple-Shirt Dragon King actually volunteered to assist Feng Ji.

This moment made him a little distracted.

He didn't even know that Feng Ji had infiltrated the Ming Cult and became the leader of the Ming Cult, gaining everyone's support!

But now that the five major sects are under siege, he is not in a position to fight among himself. At the moment, he can only accept Feng Ji as the leader, and other matters will be discussed later.

At this time, he was secretly grateful to see the three old monks from the Shaolin Sect.

Fortunately, Feng Ji is here, otherwise, who in the world can deal with these three old Shaolin monks?

At that moment, a group of people quickly evacuated and went straight to Guangmingding.

The five major sects forced the Mingjiao disciples to explore the way ahead, all the way to Guangmingding.

But I saw that the top of the light was already filled with Mingjiao masters.

On an altar several meters high, a huge bronze cauldron was lit, with blazing flames inside.

Feng Ji stood in front of the cauldron, with green smoke billowing behind him. He was wearing a white robe, his expression was as calm as water, and he was looking at the masters of the five major sects coming below.

At the bottom of the altar are the purple-shirted Dragon King, the White-browed Eagle King, and the Green-winged Bat King.

Further down, five scattered people stood aside, sneering at the masters of the five major sects coming down the mountain.

Apart from that, there was no one else.

When Kong Wen and others saw this, they immediately looked wary and stopped immediately.

"Everyone, be careful of fraud!"

"Everyone, be careful. If the Demon Cult monster dares to be so unscrupulous, he must have a treacherous plan."

"Take precautions all around."

Everyone shouted to be on guard.

But on the altar, Zhou Dian, who had the most irritable temper, spoke.

"Hahaha, you cowards of the five major sects, since you have come to our Mingjiao headquarters, prepare to die!"

On the side of the five major sects, Jingxuan immediately roared angrily: "Demon sect demons, you are about to die, how dare you show off your violence?"

She pointed her long sword at Feng Ji, her eyes were red and full of resentment, and she cursed: "Feng, today I will avenge my master! Hand over the Yitian Sword!"

At this time, Kong Wen also stood up, with a solemn look on his face, and shouted: "Feng Ji, on top of the Golden Summit of Wudang, the old monk's skills are not as good as others. You broke one of his arms. Today, together with my senior brother Kong Jian's hatred, he is gone." !”

On the other side of the Kongtong sect, Zong Weixia, the leader of the Five Elders of Kongtong, shouted: "Monsters of the Ming Cult, since you are unwilling to hand over the dog thief Xie Xun, then today you will use your dog heads to avenge the heroes who sacrificed their lives on our righteous path! "

But I saw Xian Yutong from the Huashan Sect holding a folding fan and shouting: "My senior brother Bai Yuan died in the hands of the Mingjiao villain. Today, everyone in the Huashan Sect will destroy the entire Mingjiao family and avenge my senior brother!"

Among the five major sects, four have come forward to accuse Mingjiao of crimes and punishments, but only the Kunlun sect has not yet spoken.

In fact, when He Taichong saw Feng Ji, he immediately remembered the horrific scene at Wudang Golden Summit that day, and he was so frightened that his momentum weakened by three points.

Feng Ji glanced at the people of the five major sects indifferently, looked at the Kunlun sect, and said: "Kunlun sect He Taichong, Ban Shuxian, why don't you two say something high-sounding?"

Although his voice was light, it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Everyone felt their hearts trembled upon hearing this, and their expressions changed slightly.

"This thief has so much inner strength!"

"This thief is even more powerful than he was in Wudang Mountain!"

"I don't know if we can kill this thief if we go up in groups."

"The three old Shaolin monks should be able to stop him if they take action!"

…

The thoughts of everyone present were spinning in their hearts.

Then I heard Ban Shuxian shouting in a deep voice: "You demon sect, my master Bai Luzi was assassinated by you back then, and I will kill you all today to appease my ancestor's spirit in heaven!"

The five major sects all applauded, and they couldn't help but praise Ban Shuxian.

He Taichong couldn't keep it off his face. He was too afraid to speak just now. Fortunately, Ban Shuxian spoke in time and saved the Kunlun Sect's face.

At this time, he also came back to his senses and immediately shouted: "Yes, if the demon sect is not destroyed today, we will never give up!"

"The Demon Cult will never be destroyed and we will never give up!"

Everyone was shouting and yelling.

For a moment, the power was overwhelming, and the thousands of people and horses in front of them seemed to shout out the momentum of tens of thousands.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Feng Ji suddenly laughed wildly. He had so much inner strength that he could suppress all the heroes with his own strength!

The people from the five major sects who were directly suppressing them couldn't hear what they were shouting.

Everyone was horrified, and their voices weakened.

Feng Ji stopped laughing, and suddenly the five major sects said: "These are your last words?"

"presumptuous!"

"I bother!"

The five major factions cursed one after another.

Feng Ji smiled coldly, was too lazy to talk nonsense, and suddenly waved his hand.

But he saw a golden flag suddenly appear in his hand.

As the golden flag waved, in an instant, figures stood out on the rock walls on both sides.

Each of these people wore white cloth on their heads, and each had a set of bows and arrows, a long javelin, and a short throwing axe!

The leading man clasped his fists at Feng Ji and shouted: "Wu Jincao, the flag bearer of the Ruijin Banner, leads five hundred brothers to kowtow to the leader!"

"Kowtow to the leader!"

Feng Ji smiled and waved his hand again, only to see a cyan flag.

Suddenly, there was a roaring sound near the square, and five hundred members of the giant wooden flag sect were seen wearing green cloth wrappers. Ten people each carried a giant tree and rushed towards them quickly. Each huge tree weighs more than a thousand kilograms. There are iron hooks on the wood. Each person holds an iron hook and steps very neatly.

"The flag bearer of the giant wooden flag, Wen Cangsong, led five hundred brothers to kowtow to the leader!"

Feng smiled again, and then waved a red flag, but saw five hundred members of the Fiery Flag Cult with red scarves on their heads rushing in. Everyone holds a spray can. The leader is the flag bearer Xing Ran.

"Fortunately, the flag bearer of the Fierce Fire Flag led five hundred brothers to kowtow to the leader!"

Immediately afterwards, Hong Hongqi appeared, but there were not many people present, only three hundred people.

Feng Ji took a deep look at Tang Yang, the flag bearer of the Flood Flag, but said nothing.

When the Five Elements Flag disciples were all around, Feng Jiyou threw out a Ziwei Eagle Flag!

Suddenly there was a loud roar from the bottom of the mountain, like thousands of troops and horses galloping towards them.

But they saw Bai Guishou and others leading the Tianying Sect disciples and surrounding them directly from the bottom of the mountain.

For a moment, the five major factions that originally had the upper hand were surrounded in the blink of an eye!

When it comes to numbers, they are far behind compared to the Ming Cult disciples.

Rao is the leader of the five major sects, and his expression can't help but change slightly at this time.

Kong Wen immediately shouted: "Don't panic, everyone, these are just ordinary people, not skilled in martial arts!"

Jingxuan also immediately shouted: "Yes, they are just ordinary people. Feng Ji, you will only use the lives of ordinary people to stop us?"

Feng Ji immediately sneered and said: "People from the five major sects, I will teach you a lesson today."

"When marching and fighting, martial arts alone are of no use. You are so powerful, why haven't I seen you able to drive away the Mongolian Tatars?"

"On the battlefield, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still just ants."

After finishing speaking, Feng Ji took out the last flag.

The flag was yellow, and Feng Ji waved the flag gently.

Rumble——!

Suddenly the entire Guangmingding Square trembled violently.

Dust is flying all over the ground, and yellow sand is rolling!

The ground rumbled and collapsed!

Suddenly all decent people were caught off guard and fell into the pit one after another!

It is the thick soil flag among the Five Elements Flags!