"Barbarian! Die!"
Wang Chong coldly stared at Faisal and fiercely spat out these words in Arabic.
Crack! Wang Chong snapped Faisal's neck with a single palm. At the same time, the last of Faisal's energy surged into Wang Chong's body. Bang! Wang Chong threw Faisal's corpse to the ground in a puff of dust.
With Faisal's energy, Wang Chong's strength had once more swelled. He had finally regained his original cultivation level, perhaps even ascending to an even more profound realm. Wang Chong had a vague feeling that after absorbing Faisal's energy, he was only a tiny distance away from that realm.
"Kill!"
After a brief moment of silence, the Mamelukes, spurred on by Faisal's death, once more charged forward. In the distance, the Arab cavalry that had been charging toward the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner were still some distance from where Wang Chong had fallen, but at this moment, they too began to charge forward. Countless Arab scimitars gleamed with cold light as they charged forward like a school of sharks, but before they could reach …
Rumble!
A black silhouette charged forward like a tiger into a flock of sheep.
Screams filled the air as countless Arab horsemen and horses were blown to pieces, their severed limbs flying through the air.
Boomboomboom! Fierce bolts of energy exploded from Wang Chong's body, sending countless warhorses flying into the air and swathes of Arab cavalry felling like weeds. In the blink of an eye, the Arab casualties had reached two to three thousand.
Not only that, Wang Chong was pushing the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art to its limits. Wherever he appeared, the energy and essence of the Arab cavalry would flow uncontrollably into Wang Chong's body.
Wang Chong's aura was getting stronger and stronger, and with the support of the origin of energy, Wang Chong was getting closer and closer to that final realm. His brutal and frenzied energy made everyone alarmed.
"Dusong Mangpoje, stop him!"
A voice came from the distance.
Dalun Ruozan stood in the distance, his eyes widening as he watched. Wang Chong had already transformed into a bloody shadow, and his aura was getting stronger and stronger. This terrifying rate of growth was enough to leave anyone alarmed.
But this was not the only thing that worried Dalun Ruozan. He had fought with Wang Chong far too many times, and based on his understanding of Wang Chong, he instinctively felt a deep sense of unease. Any place with Wang Chong represented countless variables. Dalun Ruozan had an ill foreboding.
"This bastard, why isn't he dead yet!"
Even Aybak was alarmed by the ruckus on the battlefield. He could not afford to be distracted in his battle with the Chief Of Wushang and the black-armored guard, but he could no longer afford to be careless in the current situation.
Aybak found it impossible to accept that this boy was still alive and well at this time.
Everyone had experienced Qutaybah's terror and power, but this brat had already taken two blows from Qutaybah, so he had never imagined that he would still be alive.
"Everyone, hear my order! Kill him! Anyone who dares to retreat will be immediately executed! "
Aybak's savage roar could be heard in the distance.
Wang Chong did not have enough Wushang cavalry at his side to use the Godking Yama. As long as he was not an Imperial Great General, no matter how powerful he was, he could still be killed.
Bang!
Aybak's words had a massive effect on the battlefield. Countless Arab cavalry surged toward Wang Chong. Even the Arab soldiers that had been charging at the Divine Martial Army, Divine Prison Army, Dragon Stallion Army, and the other Tang armies changed directions and made Wang Chong their target.
"Kill him! He's already been heavily injured by Lord Qutaybah. He's already an arrow at the end of its flight! "
"I don't believe that he can deal with so many of us! Everyone, let's go together! We can't let him leave alive! "
The Arab generals noticed the blood-covered Wang Chong and unsheathed their scimitars. With a wave of their arms, they led their soldiers in a furious charge at Wang Chong.
But before these Arab generals could strike, Wang Chong had already taken the initiative and charged forward. Rumble! The air trembled and Stellar Energy roiled. An Arab general instinctively sensed danger and unsheathed his scimitar, slashing it down at Wang Chong.
This slash was vast and unstoppable, its energy soaring more than one hundred feet into the air. But the Arab general had still been too slow. Not even Faisal was a match for Wang Chong, who had comprehended the origin of energy, much less anyone else.
Crack! A hand shot out like a bolt of lightning and gripped the Arab general's head like a pair of iron pincers. In a flash, the Arab general's essence blood and energy surged into Wang Chong's body like birds flying into a forest.
"Aaaah!"
With a scream, this stalwart Arab general, more than eight feet tall, instantly withered away, leaving behind only a skeleton and armor as he fell from his horse.
The Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art did not require physical contact, but once Wang Chong touched one's body, it meant that one's Stellar Energy and essence blood would be drained at a much faster rate, and if one's vitals were seized, it would be even more impossible to block.
Bangbangbang! Wang Chong was like a tiger in a flock of sheep, pushing the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art to its limits. The golden and red images of the sun and moon constantly appeared on Wang Chong's left and right shoulders, vibrating back and forth. In a flash of bloody light, these powerful Arab generals had become Wang Chong's primary targets.
"Marquis!"
The first to cheer at Wang Chong's heroic display were Li Siye and Wushang's cavalry, who had charged over in high spirits. This was especially so for Li Siye, who stared at this scene in a daze. He was extremely excited.
"Wonderful! Wonderful! "
His hands and body, which were holding the giant sword, were trembling violently because of his excitement. He had once believed that Wang Chong had died here, and Li Siye had even mentally prepared himself to accompany this youngest and most hot-blooded commander of the Tang Dynasty, brimming with ambition and ambition, in eternal slumber.
To fight side by side with this hero of the Tang Dynasty and fight to the death was the best ending and supreme glory for Li Siye.
But Wang Chong was not dead. There seemed to be an inextinguishable flame burning in his body, and it seemed like nothing in the world could destroy his steely will and resolve.
"Kill!"
Li Siye's eyes were moist as he fiercely slashed with his sword.
Boom! The nearly one hundred Arab horsemen in front of Li Siye were sent flying by Li Siye's majestic Sword Qi. This sharp Sword Qi left a trail of sword energy several dozen zhang long in the ground. This was like a signal, and the Wushang cavalry immediately joined Li Siye in charging in Wang Chong's direction.
The hero was invincible! Even though Li Siye's force was only a few hundred, they were all determined to die, exploding with an unimaginable lethality. These few hundred people were able to rampage through the Arab army as if there was no one stopping them. All the sabers and swords slashed at the Wushang cavalry, but they were all repelled.
The top-class weapons and armor Wang Chong had equipped the Wushang cavalry with had once more played a crucial role on this battlefield.
Swish!
The Wushang cavalry was not injured, but his swift slash had cleaved the armor and weapons of countless Arab cavalry into two. An Arab horseman's eyes were wide open, and before he could react, he was beheaded by the invincible WuZi Steel sword. The headless body of the Arab warhorse took a long time to fall to the ground.
"Marquis!"
Riding on the Scarlet Hare, Li Siye led the army to Wang Chong's side.
"Li Siye, don't worry about me. Lead the Wushang cavalry back to the formation and help Su Hanshan and the ballista army stabilize their position!"
Wang Chong's back was to Li Siye. His body was mottled with blood, but his voice was abnormally calm.
Li Siye's heart trembled, and he seemed to sense something. Following Wang Chong's gaze, Li Siye could clearly see a stalwart figure exuding a storm of energy.
Dusong Mangpoje!
Li Siye's body shook violently. In a daze, he finally understood. Attracted by Wang Chong's slaughter, Dusong Mangpoje finally stood up, his enormous energy locking onto Wang Chong.
The sounds of fighting shook the heavens, but the place where Li Siye and Wang Chong stood was deathly still. If Wang Chong still had seven thousand Wushang cavalry, he could use the Godking Yama and have nothing to fear even against Dusong Mangpoje. But Wang Chong only had four hundred soldiers at his side.
"Marquis, I'll go with you to deal with him!"
Li Siye clenched his hands and raised his WuZi Steel sword.
"There's no need! I'll deal with Dusong Mangpoje! "
Wang Chong fiercely stared ahead, his voice tinged with a different tone. Before Li Siye could react, bang! Wang Chong took a step forward and began to walk forward.
"Kill!"
The surrounding Arab cavalry were alarmed and afraid, but they relied on their numbers to charge like wolves and tigers.
Bang!
As Wang Chong's Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art spread out, the energy on the battlefield began to churn. Before the Arab cavalry could even get close, their armor began to twist and deform, their blood energy transforming into a roiling mist that surged into Wang Chong's body.
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