December 25th, night.

The night is deep, dark clouds cover the moonlight, and there is not even a single star, and the sky is dim and dull.

On the endless plain, two camps were holding each other. The lights stretched for hundreds of miles, like a galaxy falling from the ground, illuminating the dark night.

Before the war began, the world was filled with heavy murderous intent that was almost breathless.

In a gorgeous tent, two naked bodies were wrapped around the extreme. After a very short phoenix sound, the beauty in her arms was sweating profusely, weak and boneless, and her whole body exuded a lazy and charming atmosphere.

Xia Yunmo gently corrected a strand of hair beside her rosy lips. This beauty is Zhu Yuyan, the queen of Yin. She is not young, but she has profound skills, is proficient in charming skills, has a peerless appearance, and her mature and seductive charm is not comparable to a girl.

A subtle sound of footsteps came from outside the door, very light, very light.

Xia Yunmo thought and smiled and said, "Wan, why are you here?"

A voice from the tent came from the 18th floor of the Demon Dafa.”

The little witch's voice was soft and hesitant, as if she was hiding in the deep boudoir and had never seen anyone. She was not at all like the little witch of the Yinkui Sect who made countless wealthy families tremble at all.

"Since you have mastered it, let's go in." Xia Yunmo smiled.

Zhu Yuyan was about to get up, but Xia Yunmo held her slender waist less than a squeezing her. She glanced at the other person charmingly and continued to lie in his arms, enjoying the warmth.

The little witch outside the door was wandering, hesitating, and finally bit her red lips and walked in resolutely, giving people the feeling of stepping onto the guillotine and sacrificing herself to die.

But as soon as Wu Xiao lifted the thick curtain, she saw the situation inside, her cheeks immediately seemed to be burning, and even her delicate body was trembling slightly: "I, I, I, I, I will go out first."

Turning around and leaving, Xia Yunmo smiled and said, "There is someone who can still leave when you come." He grabbed the five fingers and used the Beiming divine art. He immediately generated a powerful suction force. The little witch screamed "Ah" and flew towards the bed.

The woman exhaled slowly, her whole body was as hot as fire, and she twisted like a white snake drinking realgar wine: "I am still a little short of the 18th floor of the Demon Dafa. I just said it wrong, let me go."

Xia Yunmo grinned and said, "It's okay, I'll teach you how to practice the great Dharma of dual cultivation, combine yin and yang to achieve the great way." Then she peeled her clothes clean and her body was covered with jade.

So a gentle voice sounded quickly in the tent.

...

On December 28th, it was snowing heavily and dark clouds were as thick as ink.

The decisive battle is coming.

One million Mongolian troops, at first glance, could not see the end.

The same one million Song army was covered with strong and sharp arms, and the momentum was faintly integrated.

The two armies are facing each other, and the battle is about to break out!

boom!!

In the Mongolian army, a figure flew into the air, with red hair as flames, majestic body, and muscles like hills, as if a casual blow could destroy the world, and a vast aura was emitted all over the body, boundless.

He was alone, which made the millions of troops in the Song Dynasty feel suffocating, as if a sacred mountain that has existed since ancient times was pressing on his head, and could suppress it at any time and crush the millions of troops into meat sauce.

Even some innate, masters and masters are no exception.

"Khan! Khan!"

"Khan! Khan!"

One million Mongolian troops raised their arms and shouted, and the wind and snow were shattered by the sound, and their momentum increased. Everyone was pious and respectful.

This is their Khan and their god.

At the same time, the huge momentum formed by millions of troops gathered together into a whole, like a substance, rolling towards Kublai Khan.

Rumble!!

At this moment, Kublai Khan's aura became stronger, and his whole aura reached the extreme.

This is the reason why Xia Yunmo and Kublai Khan summoned the army.

Because they are all in their own dragon energy, as long as they have their own creatures on this battlefield, they can bless them.

If there are first-class masters in our side, or if thousands of troops die and their momentum is released, the power blessing they receive will be sharply reduced.

Otherwise, the decisive battle would not require a million troops. All the masters would directly fight, and whoever wins will be finished.

"Where is Xia Yunmo?" Xue Yue Chiyun spoke lightly, whispering softly, but it was like the earth-shaking thunder roaring between the sky and the earth, shaking people's eardrums buzzing and hurting.

"This sect is here again!"

On the Song Dynasty, a man rose into the air with an unparalleled sharp aura.

If Kublai Khan is a vast sacred mountain that covers the sky and suppresses millions of troops.

Then Xia Yunmo is a sword, a divine sword that is extremely sharp. The sword energy traverses three thousand miles, and the sword light is cold in the nineteen continents.

And that sacred mountain was also split by a sword, allowing the sky to reappear in the world. All the pressure was also shattered.

"Leader!Leader!"

"Leader!Leader!"

On the Song Dynasty, one million troops shouted in unison to boost their military power.

There were also martial arts masters who had not participated in the war, looking into the center of countless tents. But they saw a man wearing a dragon robe and looking like an emperor looking up.

"It's certainly not..."

The secret that the emperor was disguised as the leader of the martial arts world, Xia Yunmo, has been circulating among the people, but no one has ever confirmed it.

Now it seems ridiculous. I think it is the wealthy family who are secretly stumbling.

Xia Yunmo and Xueyue Chiyun's eyes met, and the invisible momentum collided back and forth between the two, causing endless winds, and the air was blown rumbling like thunder.

These two men have such power before they can fight. If these two men fight among millions of troops, they will probably destroy countless vitality and lives in an instant.

"It's been three years." Blood Moon Chiyun sighed.

Xia Yunmo also said: "Yes, it's been three years."

After three years, the two met again. The last time they both reached the peak and fought for a while, but finally ended in vain.

And this time, it is both a distinction between high and low, and a life and death, which further determines the fate of the country.

"Go a hundred miles away?" Kublai Khan said.

"Okay!" Xia Yunmo said.

Naturally, the two of them would not fight here. They flashed away and suddenly disappeared in front of a million troops.

"kill!"

"kill!"

After they left, the army on both sides remained silent for a moment, and then they broke out in a murderous intent, and a battle officially kicked off.

This battle will determine the fate of Xia Yunmo and Kublai Khan.

They either fell to death or became the masters of this world, and took this to a higher level and became great masters of the heavenly beings.

At the same time, it will also determine the fate of the Song Dynasty, Mongolia and dozens of other countries.

This battle is crucial.

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Chapter completed!