The sky and the earth were cold, and the ice and snow found their way into the soldiers' clothes with the biting wind, trying to freeze them into ice cubes, making them shiver. But they all looked at Xia Xiao in front of the army, holding the cold iron in their hands tightly like looking at plums to quench their thirst, and wiped off the small ice cubes frozen in front of their eyelashes again and again.

Xia Xiao in front of the army turned into a ball of fire, standing in the snow. His scorching heat made it impossible for a single snowflake to fall around him. Ah Zhu was like holding a brazier, constantly moving closer to him. But this battle would be the final one, and she was ready for a fierce battle, but she was very cold and shivered all the time.

Xia Xiao looked through the enchanting snow and saw the army behind them. They were constantly groping forward, as if they wanted to launch a surprise attack. But before that, he said loudly:

"Everyone, after this battle, there will be no Xia Xiao in Xiyang anymore. But when I return, I hope you have driven the southern merchants out of our land completely!"

After he finished speaking, a thousand-foot-high flame ignited on his simple sword, which he waved in the air twice, and then swept out with a sword. The mighty wave of energy suddenly melted the ice and snow in front of him, and the air was filled with scalding heat. Countless snowflakes turned into raindrops, which were heated by the air and hit the armor of many soldiers when they fell, splashing out strange flowers.

"charge--"

Lin Tian shouted loudly to see Xia Xiao and Azhu off, and also gave up his main seat so that they could rush to the front of the army and fight this final battle with the most magnificent momentum and posture.

The soldiers of Daxia followed the resolute figures of Xia Xiao and Azhu, facing the heavy rain, and rushed forward. The hot raindrops fell all over their bodies, and they seemed to be activated in the heavy rain. Their previously stiff and cold bodies suddenly became energetic, their steps became bigger, and their palms holding the swords became more powerful.

The moment they left the rainstorm, the hot air from the scalding raindrops crawled and spread on the ground, but as soon as they left the rainstorm, they were quickly frozen into ice by the cold air that rushed in from all directions, and even tried to turn them into ice sculptures. But the blood of the southern merchants would become a new rainstorm, but in a splashing way, not dripping.

The hot rain eventually stopped, and after everyone ran past, it lost its temperature in just a few minutes, and the heavy snow returned to its previous state, like a dancer who kept dancing, trying to conquer all the audience with her graceful dance. But the blood of the southern merchants would never stop flowing, because the enemy in front of them was a guy who wanted to tear them apart.

"kill!"

It was this sentence again, and Xia Xiao's heart was already shouted out by everyone. They used their weapons to cut off each other's arms and legs in the ice and snow. When the limbs flew out, they realized that it was not difficult to do this in extremely cold weather. Therefore, today everyone can realize the dream of cutting off the enemy's arm with a knife or a sword. But they also have to be careful, because they are also in extremely cold weather and are likely to suffer cruel attacks from the enemy.

For many soldiers, it was the first time to fight in the heavy snow, so they were very excited. They imagined the scene of a girl dancing with a sword in the snow in their minds. At the same time, they kept a steady pace in their body movements and swung their arms without mercy.

What kind of girl would dare to dance with a sword in such an environment?

The soldiers' minds were extremely confused, but when they saw Azhu, they finally understood that only someone with strong power and background like her would dare to dance in such an environment.

Holding a three-foot iron sword, Ah Zhu's figure was as light as snow. She no longer needed to tie her chestnut hair up, and now a few strands of her hair floated in front of her eyes. But because she turned around very quickly, they floated behind her head and between her ears, making her look extremely dashing and full of unparalleled heroic spirit.

Ah Zhu thrust the sword, and after the cloud sword shuttled through, she turned around and picked up the sword. Everything was in good order. In the eyes of outsiders, she looked like a heroine who was worthy of praise and was as brave as a man. But in fact, Ah Zhu was very panicked and afraid of being hurt, so she quickly retreated to Xia Xiao's side and watched him wield the spiritual weapon in his hand, which suddenly blew up a thousand-meter snowfield, killing his soldiers in the boiling magma.

Everyone's vision was blocked by the hot air they exhaled, but the practitioners who came quickly were always fast enough to cut them off. Xia Xiao quickly locked onto the practitioner coming towards him from the Southern Merchant Army. His body suddenly stopped, and his palms swung out like claws, almost tearing off Xia Xiao's face, but it only disrupted his hot air.

"Just you? That's too few!"

Nan Shang had obviously made corresponding countermeasures against Xia Xiao, as could be seen from the attacks launched by his soldiers against him, but using only one cultivator to stop him was obviously not enough.

Sure enough, as soon as Xia Xiao finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet began to shake continuously, as if someone was controlling it, trying to trap Xia Xiao and Azhu in place at the same time.

"Don't be afraid."

Ah Zhu looked around, but Xia Xiao grabbed his waist with one hand, and then he left the spot and rose into the air. Amid screams, snowflakes were everywhere. When Xia Xiao's feet were bound by rocks, a figure rushed towards Ah Zhu, and the knife in Xia Xiao's hand was casually inserted into the ground by him, and at the same time, his hands formed seals.

Ju Mang flew out of the wood space and turned quickly in the air, blowing up strong winds and thunder, protecting and catching Ah Zhu. Ju Mang and Xia Xiao cooperated very well. His falling knife stirred up a few snowflakes, causing the man underground to suddenly drill out. The scratches and blood on his face were beyond Xia Xiao's expectations. However, just two people were not enough.

Xia Xiao looked around at the two of them. One was of the Wood Element and used Wind, while the other was of the Earth Element and used Rock. Even though their strength was comparable to his, they were still a little behind.

"Don't look at it, there's me."

The voice behind him made Xia Xiao turn around. It was a man standing in the flames. He was enough to hold him back.

"It seems that Nan Shang has finally figured out how to deal with me."

"You think you're strong?"

The man covered in flames raised the machete in his hand and pointed it directly at Xia Xiao. His tone was somewhat disdainful, but what he was about to say was true.

"I admit that you are indeed not weak, but the reason you can cause such a big commotion is only because of your identity. If you were not from the academy, not a follower of the Pope of the Zou Shou Church, or not a person who came from afar, but an ordinary soldier like us, then you would have died long ago, and died a thorough death!"

The man spoke calmly, as if he had the ability to kill Xia Xiao. But the latter's attitude was as cold as usual. These identities were his conditions, and he had them since he came to the Great Wilderness. No matter what they said, they were just jealous and afraid. Si Yi saw it clearly, so he didn't get angry, but just urged his vitality.

The energy that overflowed from his body melted the ice and snow, causing hot air to rise in the air. The three practitioners in front of him immediately lifted up the thick snow on the ground and rushed towards Xia Xiao. The latter took a step forward, and the fire energy suddenly gushed out, and the snowflakes that came stopped in place and turned into countless slowly falling water droplets.

Xia Xiao rushed forward and smashed the water droplets. The sharp knife in his hand cut the water droplets in half with a sharp aura, making it difficult to heal. His body rushed over a hundred meters on the ground in an instant, stirring up countless cold air, dispersing the vitality released by the three people, and wrapped them up, almost rushing off the ground.

"Is that all?"

Turning around, Xia Xiao put his elbows together and brushed the long sword. When it became cold and shiny again, without any blurred water marks, the three practitioners' eyes revealed the essence of vitality in the heavy snow, and their persistence was terrifying. Their task today was simple, to hold Xia Xiao back, and not let him be so presumptuous and kill the soldiers of Nan Shang at will. This legend on the battlefield ended here.

With a tap of his toes, Xia Xiao rushed out again. This time, his sword was even faster, but the three practitioners of the same level blocked all his attacks. Then they kept a distance from each other while turning around and each performed their own moves.

Where the snow flutters, the wind also continues. But suddenly, the snowflakes in the air lost their vitality like stones falling from the sea, and just fell down like death. The wind in the air continued to gather and became a dragon with bared fangs and claws. The same thing was a rock dragon that emerged from the violently shaking earth. The two were well prepared, one above and one below. But Xia Xiao's left eye was swirling with wind, and his right eye burned like a furnace, making the wind in the air violent again, and separated from the previous wind dragon, becoming one again, and roaring through the world.

Xia Xiao's wind was still more domineering, so it occupied the home turf in the sky, and no matter how the broken wind dragon bit it, it was no match.

The wood cultivators and snow eagles in the air continued to attack the embarrassed wind dragon. Whenever Xia Xiao landed a little, the rock dragon below would open its exaggerated mouth and crush him. Therefore, Xia Xiao always maintained a similar height. Every time he swung the knife in his hand, a great spirit was torn out, but it was a little weak, so the fire cultivator laughed at him after a head-on collision:

"You won't be so arrogant for long!"

Xia Xiao did not answer. He and Ju Mang Azhu could stay here. As for the Golden Spirit Beast and the Furious Fighter, they had already carved out a new graveyard on the battlefield. They were like a pair of partners, one extremely sharp and hard, the other swift and ghostly, vicious and fiery, both killers. At this time, they tore a gap in the tightly defended army, and the Great Xia army had a chance to charge.

The three practitioners in front of him didn't seem to notice what was going on there, but that was right. They had to be extremely alert when facing Xia Xiao. They had learned enough lessons from the deaths and injuries. But the wings behind him remained unchanged, and the aura around him suddenly became cold, as if it had merged with the heaven and earth. Then, thousands of wind and snow whistled around the knife, and the entire sky twisted.

"The ice and snow played their swan song, which seemed like a good ending."

Xia Xiao muttered to himself that he would disappear from the eyes of the southern merchants in the heavy snow, but he would once again leave a strong enough figure to terrify them, dominate their every uneasy night, and turn into a nightmare to torture these ruthless invaders who tried to occupy the land of Daxia.

It was snowing heavily, and Xia Xiao cut down the rock dragon. The rocks rolled and hit the ground, creating thick snowflakes, and then continued to collide with a ball of fire. It was an extremely stunning scene. Every impact caused the snowflakes to explode, but they were only temporarily separated from the snowflakes. Today, this world cannot do without the falling snowflakes as a foil.

This battle was not as long as the previous ones, and ended hastily after only an hour. Because the wind and snow were so strong, even the cultivators lost their way due to their presence, and their perception also found that the error was getting worse. In the end, both sides retreated, but the scene of their departure was always accompanied by shouting again and again.

Some of the wounded were buried in the snow because of their mobility problems. If they were found, they would survive. If they were ignored, they would die miserably. The survival rate of the wounded in Daxia was relatively high. After all, Xia Xiao had been looking for the wounded. The power of water could be used here, just like finding fish in the sea by following the current. However, there were many casualties on the Nanshang side, and many people were abandoned. Only when the ice and snow melted could they see the world again.