As early as the beginning of the Battle of Huangyang Mountain, four figures had appeared in the sky, looking down at the entire battlefield from a high place.

Chu Kuangge! Yue Pengju! Temujin! Torre!

Although he is like the Battle of Lanzhou City, he has four eighth realms, but Torre, who has broken through the eighth realm with his own strength, is definitely several times stronger than Xiao Chuo. In addition, he has broken through to the third level of the eighth realm with his accumulation in previous years. Even Yue Pengju cannot guarantee that he can take it down.

At this time, seeing the coalition forces of 500,000 European Principals enter from the north, Toree laughed and said, "Terin Ding is indeed an incomparable plan. King of Chu and King Yue, what about?"

Chu Kuangge and Yue Pengju both looked a little ugly. After hearing this, the latter laughed angrily and suddenly returned to his smile: "This battle is not over yet. Tore, you should be happy, is it too early?"

Seeing that he refused to surrender, Tore sneered and was about to sarcastically, the man next to him suddenly said lightly: "Does are something that only the weak in the southeast can use. When did I, Dayuan, need to use words to win?"

Even though he was already the eight realms, when he heard the man's words, Torre still looked solemn and nodded respectfully.

Looking at the man, Yue Pengju and Chu Kuangge both had solemn eyes, as if they were facing a great enemy.

He was once one of the six major and eight realms of China, and once dominated the grasslands and was respectfully called "Genghis Khan" by all ethnic groups in the north. He was the Mongol Emperor Temujin, whose cultivation level had reached the eighth level.

Chu Kuangge and Yue Pengju are at the seventh level of the eighth level and the sixth level of the eighth level. Of course, they are not afraid of Temujin when they join forces, but because they have to separate one person to deal with Tore, the strength of the remaining people is simply not enough to fight against this Mongolian emperor.

Just as the scene was cold, the four of them suddenly felt the rolling cold current. They looked down and saw that just approaching the battlefield, more than 100,000 magicians had joined forces to summon a snowstorm that was overwhelming. The scale was more than ten times larger than the one summoned by Luo Rong and led the crowd before. They rumbled into the most powerful Song army formation.

Speaking of which, the literary and artistic army on the left wing was closer to the 500,000 army, but the Song army showed more momentum than them, so the magicians also targeted the Song army as soon as possible.

When the Song army was in chaos due to the blizzard, more than 200,000 European heavy cavalry had already formed a formation to charge. Fortunately, under the command of Deng Yitong, the Wenyi Army had already reduced its formation in advance, so that the area under attack could be reduced to the smallest. Then Yang Renjie and Xiang Beibei led the Western Chu Lei Cavalry to attack and collided with the European heavy cavalry that charged.

It was defeated by the Yuan Dynasty with only 100,000 people. The major European priests seemed to be weak, but in fact it was too scattered that they were defeated by the Yuan Dynasty.

Now that we are united, more than 200,000 heavy cavalry formed a formation to charge. How terrifying is that? Although the Western Chu Lei Cavalry is also at the top of the cavalry, it is still 40,000 people fighting against 200,000, but it is surrounded in an instant.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Deng Yitong quickly mobilized the army to evacuate. At the same time, Song Kai had summoned tens of thousands of Nether Bone Warriors to guard most of the Literary and Art Army. Then Han Tie Army, Yuanyang Army, and Bashan Army jointly defended other positions.

As for the Golden and Silver Wolf Cavalry led by Xiao Jianshan, they circulated around the literary and artistic army, constantly disintegrating the Yuan army's attacks one after another.

Taking advantage of the temporary blockage of the Yuan army's offensive, Song Kai quietly broke into the formation of European heavy cavalry alone, merged into the aura of death with the poison that penetrated his heart and soul, and continued to spread in the army. In a blink of an eye, thousands of heavy cavalry had been poisoned by him, and then turned into a dark bone warrior and stood up again, killing madly towards his former companions around him.

Wu Xue, Wanyan Peacock, Zou Buyi and Duan Zun also took action one after another, bombarding the surrounding enemy forces with large-scale spiritual techniques.

However, although the Literary and Art Army had already fought with all its strength, the European Union's military strength was too large, with a total of 500,000. In addition to more than 200,000 heavy cavalry attacking the formation of the Literary and Art Army, the remaining 300,000 troops decisively attacked the Song army and fought with them.

With the entry of these 500,000 troops, the situation in Huangyang Mountain changed instantly. Originally, the Yuan army had 800,000 people. Although nearly 200,000 were killed in battle before, after adding these 500,000, the number of people instantly jumped to one million, completely suppressing the Song and Wen coalition forces with the tactics of the sea of ​​people.

Just as the entire Huangyang Mountain war became more and more intense, Cai Xudong, who was fighting with Yang Lulu, frowned slightly. He was extremely sensitive to blood and energy after mastering the Great Way of Blood. Just now, he sensed that there seemed to be countless magnificent blood and energy approaching here in the distance.

When he realized that he was distracted, Yang Lulu's gun blade shook and everything entered from the flaws of the sea of ​​blood. Cai Xudong was so shocked that he quickly tightened his mind and used the "Scarlet Secret Technique" to restrain the other party with all his strength.

When Cai Xudong was sensing something, Xu Xuanrong, who was besieged by Wanyan Tiefeng and three other seven realms, also had a sudden ripples in his heart. She mastered the Origin Heavenly Way and obviously sensed that a qi in the distance was approaching quickly.

In today's world, there are only two who have mastered the power of the way of heaven. In addition to Xu Xuanrong, they naturally have the only one who has comprehended the end of the way of heaven.

Finally, under the vague attention of Xu Xuanrong, the smoke and dust suddenly rose behind the 200,000 heavy European cavalrymen. The Dark Night Dragon Cavalry exiled the Iron Cavalry, the Western Liang Iron Cavalry, and the Fierce Wolf Cavalry turned into four torrents and galloped from the horizon. Then there were tens of thousands of amazing bears, who were approaching the battlefield at a slower pace.

"Dark Night Dragon Knight, Unparalleled in the Formation!"

Wang Liangchen, who was riding the horse at the first place, roared loudly, leading the Black Dragon Army into a black dragon and soared into the air. Then more than 10,000 Dark Night Dragon Cavalry were all rolled up, wrapping them with people and horses. When the entire army completely turned into shadows, they attacked three times, and they rushed into more than 200,000 heavy cavalry like lightning.

The power of the heavenly-level troops is amazing. Before the Dark Night Dragon Cavalry has arrived, the military force of more than 200,000 heavy cavalry has been faintly shaken. When they are about to enter, with a loud bang, the tens of thousands of heavy cavalry troops landing behind collapsed and flee around with a scream.

But at this moment, hundreds of thousands of people were crowded together, and they had no chance to escape. They were instantly inserted into the formation like a steel knife. The horse's hooves passed by were killed and the vast blood and energy were swallowed by the shadows on their bodies, turning into endless power and pouring into the bones of their bodies.

The exiled cavalry led by Wang Weizheng, Yin Wuji, Yelu Wudan, the exiled cavalry, the Western Liang Iron Cavalry and the Xunlie Wolf Cavalry followed closely into the battlefield. The heavy cavalry whose morale had collapsed could not block their troops, and their formation was torn apart like paper.

Unexpectedly, Yao Ruoyu would arrive at the battlefield at this time. The three parties on the battlefield were all mixed, and the Yuan army was naturally shocked and angry, while everyone on the Song and Wen coalition were happy.

Just as Wang Liangchen, Wang Weizheng and others led their army to defeat the European heavy cavalry, Yao Ruoyu had already escaped behind a seventh-level magician who was casting spells. A sword light flashed around him, and a big head had already soared into the sky.

Seeing that Yao Ruoyu actually killed his companion with one sword, the two European Seventh-level warriors roared angrily. Before Kublai and others could stop them in horror, they had already rushed over with their swords.

"The ignorant is fearless!"

Yao Ruoyu, who had scanned the entire battlefield situation, had a ferocious face. The Zhenxian Sword was out of the sheath. When the exterminated dragon shadow appeared behind him, a sword light had pierced through dozens of feet of void and pierced the throat of a seventh European realm out of thin air. Then the sword light flashed and turned into a vast sword energy to completely tear it apart.

One sword and one seventh realm!

Seeing that Yao Ruoyu would kill a seventh realm with one sword every time. The remaining European seventh realm did not dare to kill him, so he quickly turned his head and ran away. However, before he could escape thousands of feet, he had already made a dragon roar behind him. Yao Ruoyu, who had escaped with the shadow dragon sword shadow, cut off the head of this person with a light sword.

After killing three masters and seven realms in a row, Yao Ruoyu was full of sword energy, and he was brave and invincible in his power to break through the battlefield and pounced on Kublai Khan who was fighting with Zong Ze, Long Wu and Liu Dongman.

Staring at the invisible shadow, Torre's thick eyebrows jumped and his face was full of anger. Obviously, if it weren't for fear of Chu Kuangge and Yue Pengju, he had already smashed his punch.

"Torre, it seems that I won the Song Dynasty today!"

Chu Kuangge smiled, reached out and took out a ox horn helmet and put it on his head. His pair of tiger eyes threatened the world.

Seeing Chu Kuangge sneering repeatedly, Toree laughed anxiously: "Even if he participates in the battle against King Wen, can he still affect the battle between us and the emperor?"

Compared to Torey's violent temper, Temujin was more cunning. Seeing Chu Kuangge and Yue Pengju both sneered, their hearts sank unconsciously, and they said coldly: "It seems that you are indeed prepared!"

"Genghis Khan is worthy of being Genghis Khan, with a quick mind. It's a pity that the fate of the demise of the Yuan Dynasty today is destined."

Accompanied by the gentle and gentle man's whisper, a middle-aged man in a white robe walked out of the void, with his cuffs tied up, his hands covered with his back, and a gentle and positive aura lingered in his body, and there was a faint momentum of whaling the sky and the earth.

Zhuge Zheng me in the Great Song Dynasty Shenhou Mansion.

Stepping beside the four eight realms, Zhuge Zheng, I was not even apart. None of the eight realms thoughts that could impact the soul-catching could invade ten feet around him.

The energy flows like the world is round!

Feeling the aura on Zhuge Zheng's body, Temujin's face suddenly became solemn and said in a deep voice: "You actually left Hangdu? Do you want to break your oath?"

With a faint smile, Zhuge Zheng smiled gently: "Sorry, it is the current Lord of the Lord who is here."

Temujin's eyes twitched slightly, and the seemingly idle aura instantly gathered, turning into a great force that wanted to swallow the sky. Chu Kuangge and Yue Pengju saw this and the tiger bodies moved together. The two major dynasties' divine thoughts were rising like a tsunami, intertwining them to block Temujin's divine thoughts.

Seeing this, Tore grinned, his right fist tightly condensed with surging lightning, and he was about to attack Yue Pengju.

But he had just taken a step here, and a white shadow suddenly cut into the right side. His sleeve brushed past like white lining, and he quietly reached out and pressed his hand on Tore's fist.

Before the thunder power burst out, Zhuge, whose clothes were all white, was flowing all over my body, like a huge vortex, twisting all the thunder power that had not yet exploded.

In just a dozen breaths, the fist power that was originally enough to kill the seventh level in an instant was actually wiped out by Zhuge Zheng.

Seeing this scene, even though Torre was arrogant, his expression changed slightly. At this moment, he could not tell that this man with only seventh level was just a complete eighth level emperor-level powerhouse.
Chapter completed!