"Let's go!"
In the air, Ziyad threw out the Ocean Ring. Black energy rumbled as it slammed into the body of Cheng Qianli's Supreme Desolation God. Bang! It shattered the Stellar Energy chains that Cheng Qianli had thrown at it, and then it began to flee.
Ziyad had participated in many different battles, but this could be said to be the strangest battle he had ever fought. It had started extremely quickly and ended extremely quickly.
Whoosh!
Behind Ziyad, Huoshu Huizang and Dusong Mangpoje also pushed back their opponents and fled like lightning bolts.
At this moment, Abu Muslim, who had pushed back Gao Xianzhi with a punch, also began to flee.
Boomboomboom!
Just as he was retreating into the distance, he suddenly heard an earth-shattering boom. Even though the shockwave was several tens of thousands of feet away, it still blew towards him.
"Not good!"
Abu Muslim's heart trembled as he turned around.
"It's Qutaybah!"
Even someone of Abu Muslim's cultivation level was alarmed by the intensity of the battle between these two energies. The only people on the battlefield who could give Abu Muslim this feeling were the Governor of War and that mysterious elder.
Abu Muslim suddenly turned his head. On the other end of the battlefield, he could see that a sandstorm with a radius of several dozen feet had soared into the sky, stretching for several hundred feet. This sandstorm was made up of countless rocks, dirt, warhorses, and the wreckage of countless soldiers. Torrents of energy spun rapidly in the void, whistling sharply. The momentum was incomparably terrifying.
Bang! A pile of corpses was struck by the edge of the sandstorm and instantly torn to shreds, and then they were pulled into the surging storm to add to its momentum.
In a flash, Abu Muslim's body went stiff, and he became motionless.
Someone of Qutaybah's personality would never retreat!
Abu Muslim suddenly recalled Qutaybah's order: "Those who retreat will die."
On the first day of battle, Abu Muslim had blown the horn and forced Qutaybah to retreat, but this could not be repeated. Given Qutaybah's pride, he would never be able to accept retreating in front of the Tang people.
More importantly, though Abu Muslim was the highest commander of the east, his orders had no effect on the soldiers under Qutaybah's command.
Not a single one of Qutaybah's top-class armies, whether it was the Revelation Army, Death Army, or Blood Beast Army, had retreated, and many of them were still hesitating. To the current Arab army, this was absolutely fatal.
"This is troublesome! I can't retreat! If we don't convince Qutaybah and retreat now, we'll be doomed! "
Almost at the same time, in the distance, Dalun Ruozan's eyelids twitched violently, and his face suddenly became gloomy.
If Qutaybah did not retreat and the others retreated, the three empires would suffer an unprecedented defeat. And if they ignored Qutaybah and retreated, leading to some unpredictable result, the Tang Dynasty would truly emerge victorious in this battle, and Arabia would have no chance of surviving.
"Boom!"
Just when Abu Muslim was prepared to issue the order to reinforce Qutaybah, there was a massive boom. Under the gazes of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the battlefield, the huge "sandstorm" that was dozens of meters tall suddenly exploded violently. Two unimaginably huge forces collided violently inside. With a "kacha" sound, the huge "sandstorm" was torn into two.
Bang! Bang!
Two figures, one gold and one black, appeared in the center of the sandstorm.
That golden figure that seemed like a god to them was thrown more than one hundred feet by this enormous energy. Clack! The golden helmet that had accompanied Qutaybah for more than ten years flew out of his head, shattering into countless cracks in the air. When it fell to the ground, the helmet had completely caved in. Without the protection of the helmet, Qutaybah's hair was in complete disarray.
Everyone was in an uproar at this sight.
The Arab cavalry stared with wide eyes in disbelief. In their minds, Qutaybah had always been strong, confident, and possessed the power to crush all. No one could make him retreat, which was why many of them had not retreated. All of Arabia, including Abu Muslim's subordinates, had Qutaybah's fans. He was the true War God of Arabia, but in all their years of battle, they had never seen Qutaybah in such a sorry state.
"Impossible! This is impossible! There's no one in this world that can defeat Milord! "
No one was more shocked than the army that Qutaybah had brought from the north. The sight of Qutaybah's helmet in disarray and his hair in disarray was like a tsunami in everyone's mind.
At this moment, Abu Muslim, Aybak, Ziyad, Huoshu Huicang, and the others were just as shocked as the other soldiers.
"How could this be?!"
Abu Muslim muttered to himself. The closer one was to Qutaybah, the more they understood just how powerful he was, and the more stunned they were by this sight.
Abu Muslim almost subconsciously turned his head to look across from Qutaybah. That mysterious black-clothed elder was floating in the air, his hair in disarray and his face pale. It seemed like his injuries were no less severe than Qutaybah's.
"Who dares to retreat!"
In the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint, an extremely cold voice sounded in his ears.
Qutaybah stared at the Evil Emperor, his eyes vicious and his hair in disarray, the killing intent in his heart only rising. Bzzz! The space in a radius of one hundred feet began to twist, making everything blurry and indistinct.
"Old thing, you've angered me!"
Qutaybah fiercely glared at the Evil Emperor.
In his life, no one had ever been able to force him to such a state. Even Abu Muslim had to lower his head in front of him and endure. For the first time, Qutaybah was determined to kill this eastern elder he had never seen before and even spoke a different language.
"Barbarians of the Western Regions, do you really think that no one can subdue you!"
The Evil Emperor's expression was cold and aloof, and though his face was pale, he showed no signs of yielding. In that battle just now, both he and Qutaybah had been evenly matched, with neither gaining the upper hand.
"Master!"
At this moment, a concerned shout came from the distance.
Wang Chong, riding on the White-hoofed Shadow, looked at the distant Evil Emperor with concern and concern in his eyes. Although Qutaybah was in a sorry state, his master, the Evil Emperor, was not in a good condition. In Wang Chong's mind, the Evil Emperor held an unparalleled status. Deep within, Wang Chong did not wish for any harm to befall him.
"Lord Gao, General Cheng, Father, Village Chief, General Li! Everyone, attack together and kill Qutaybah! "
Wang Chong's voice resounded through the sky.
With these words, Wang Chong and his seven thousand Wushang Cavalry charged at Qutaybah, abandoning the three main forces behind them.
At almost the same time, Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, Wang Yan, Chief Of Wushang, and even the black-armored guard maintaining the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner charged at Qutaybah.
As long as they killed Qutaybah, this battle would be won.
Wang Chong leaned against his horse, his eyes blazing with a light even brighter than the sun. The central figure in this battle was Qutaybah. Once Qutaybah was killed, the Arab army would no longer have the strength to reverse the situation.
The sound of hooves galloping could be heard. The situation of the entire battlefield rapidly changed. It instantly became incomparably tense, more dangerous than ever before.
Bang!
A black boot that was twice the size of an ordinary man's boot stomped forward. The primary duty of the banner holder was to protect the banner, but as long as this did not violate their own objectives, they could also participate in the fierce battle.
One, two, three, four … seven enormous consciousnesses of the Great General level flew through the air and locked onto Qutaybah.
At this moment, even Qutaybah couldn't help but grimace. If they were just ordinary Great Generals, Qutaybah would have been able to deal with them alone. Other than Cheng Qianli and the others, Qutaybah could ignore them, but including the Demonic Emperor Old Man, Qutaybah sensed three existences that posed a powerful threat to him.
"Let's go!"
Abu Muslim roared, his face fraught with worry. In the current situation, Osman was heavily injured and could no longer participate in the battle. Once the battle began, Abu Muslim was not confident that he could defeat the Tang people without a Great General.
Qutaybah remained motionless as he watched the powerful auras rapidly approach him, all of which were as vast as mountains and seas. As the proud Arab War God, it was no easy task for him to make Qutaybah retreat.
"Hurry and go!"
Abu Muslim was burning with anxiety. If he missed this opportunity, he really wouldn't be able to leave.
"Brother Wenfu, I've come to help you!"
At this moment, an elderly voice spoke. The Chief Of Wushang was the closest, so he was the first to arrive.
Rumble! In a flash of light and a fierce gale, countless strands of Origin Energy began to gather in a radius of one hundred li around the Chief Of Wushang. And in the center of this Origin Energy, a massive azure hand the size of a mountain shot through the air toward Qutaybah.
"Buzz!"
Qutaybah grimaced at this sight.
The Chief Of Wushang had used a technique that was seventy to eighty percent similar to the Evil Emperor's. Just like him, the two of them had vaguely touched upon that level of existence. Qutaybah would never retreat against the Evil Emperor. But with the addition of the Chief Of Wushang, everything was different.
Bang!
A vast and majestic beam of golden Sword Qi flew through the air toward the massive azure hand that the Chief Of Wushang had unleashed. At almost the same time, the surrounding Origin Energy converged into a massive mountain fist that rumbled toward Qutaybah.
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