"Haha, Abu Muslim, it's useless. Even Qutaybah has died in battle. Do you think that you can still fight me as an equal?!"
With a thought from Wang Chong, the air in a radius of several dozen feet began to shudder, all the air under Wang Chong's control fiercely surging and churning. An enormous attractive force emerged from Wang Chong's body, pulling on the thick walls of Khorasan and pulling him toward the top of the walls.
"Great Destruction Art!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chong immediately used the strongest technique of the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art. The entire world became deathly still, all light distorting. From a distance, it seemed like the walls of Khorasan had been plunged into darkness, and in the depths of this darkness was the most terrifying energy of destruction.
"Not good!"
With this shout, Abu Muslim and Ziyad began to tremble, expressions of extreme shock on their faces.
"Ocean Ring!"
"Asmodai's Fury!"
In the blink of an eye, the two of them were both shocked and enraged, and they both unleashed their most powerful techniques.
Rumble!
Three enormous floods of energy collided in the air, resulting in a heaven-shaking boom. Two screams rang out as Abu Muslim and Ziyad were sent flying like ragdolls. At the same time, with a thought, Wang Chong leaped over the wall like a hawk. His body twisted in midair and steadily landed on the wall.
Thumpthumpthump! A series of footsteps resounded in Wang Chong's ears, and Abu Muslim was forced back six or seven steps before he was able to stabilize himself.
Not far from him, plush! Ziyad's chest trembled and he vomited blood, his face pale. He raised his head to look at Wang Chong, who had descended like a demon god, and a hint of despair appeared in his eyes. He knew that Wang Chong was strong, but he never imagined that Wang Chong was strong to such an extent that they were no match for him even after joining forces.
"How is this possible? How could a person advance by leaps and bounds in such a short period of time? No one can be like this Tang people and possess such terrifying strength! "
Ziyad sensed the waves of pain in his body, his eyes ashen. From breaking into the Great General realm to reaching the peak, everyone had spent many years and months, but Wang Chong had used only a few days to accomplish this astonishing transformation.
Even thinking about it now, Ziyad still felt incredibly shocked.
All of this caused one to feel a deep sense of despair.
"Abu Muslim, Ziyad, it's all over. This is your final destination! Give me your life! "
Wang Chong's eyes were sharp as his resounding voice resounded through the heavens.
This war had begun because of Abu Muslim, because of Arabia's greed for the Tang Dynasty, and in the end, it would end with the two of them.
"Boom!"
Without the slightest hesitation, an enormous wave of Psychic Energy surged through the air, splitting into two and stabbing into the minds of Abu Muslim and Ziyad like the sharpest of spears. As their minds were shaken by Wang Chong's interference, the air rumbled and the halo under Wang Chong's feet shuddered. Golden Stellar Energy surged out of his body, filling the heavens with a momentum that could topple mountains and topple seas as it rumbled toward Abu Muslim and Ziyad.
Before Wang Chong's attack could even land, the sturdy walls beneath their feet began to crumble and cave in, a spiderweb of cracks appearing. The entire city of Khorasan began to hum and tremble, completely unable to endure this dreadful attack.
"Run!"
Even Abu Muslim and Ziyad grimaced at this sight. The strength Wang Chong had displayed had completely surpassed theirs, a strength that could make one despair.
Bang!
A hint of determination flashed through Abu Muslim's eyes, and with a thought, he stomped down on the ground and charged at Wang Chong, his energy surging. But Abu Muslim had only just begun to attack when a burst of energy collided with him from behind and sent him flying.
"Milord, run! I'll stop him! "
Before Abu Muslim could react, Ziyad was already charging at Wang Chong, his eyes bloodshot and a look of resolve on his face.
He could not escape. After this continuous battle, his injuries were far more severe than Abu Muslim's. Moreover, Ziyad knew that Wang Chong would never allow him to escape. In his current condition, his chances of escaping alive were minuscule.
Moreover, Qutaybah was dead, Aybak was dead, Osman was dead, and in the end, if even his commanding officer, Abu Muslim, was killed in battle, the Caliph would have no choice but to kill him and bury him with the rest of the governors.
"Milord, we've fought side by side for ten-some years, and you've always taken care of me. This time, let me 'take care' of Milord. At the very least, if Milord survives, you will have a chance to avenge me and Lord Qutaybah! "
Ziyad's hair danced in the howling winds as he stared at Wang Chong, his fists clenched tightly.
"Tang people, come! I'll fight you to the death! "
Ziyad roared, and without the slightest hesitation, he flicked his wrist. The Ocean Ring immediately began to churn up thousands of black torrents that surged toward Wang Chong from all sides.
"You overestimate yourself!"
Wang Chong coldly snorted.
His body vibrated with golden light and boomed like a tide, shattering Ziyad's attack with a single blow. Crack! Before anyone else could react, Wang Chong had already closed in, his five fingers gripping Ziyad's neck like a pair of iron pincers, sealing off all his Stellar Energy and slowly lifting him off the ground.
With the Ocean Ring and the power of his ritual tool, Ziyad was on par with Cheng Qianli in his Supreme Desolation God form. Seven or eight days ago, when Wang Chong had yet to become a Great General, Ziyad might have been able to put up a fight against him. But now, Ziyad was simply too naive to think that he could contend against him.
But surprisingly, Ziyad, with his vitals under Wang Chong's control and his life in Wang Chong's hands, didn't seem to care at all. He used all his strength to let out a heart-rending roar.
"Milord, run! Run! "
This roar was like a clap of thunder, shaking the souls of many people. Even Wang Chong was taken aback. He had never imagined that the Arabs, famed for their savagery and cruelty, would have someone like Ziyad. At the last moment, Abu Muslim was not thinking of himself, but of Ziyad, completely disregarding his own death.
Fwoosh!
Ten-some zhang away, Abu Muslim had been about to charge at Wang Chong, but when he heard this roar, his body trembled and his mind began to churn in great waves.
"Ziyad!"
Abu Muslim's teeth were clenched so tightly that they were about to shatter.
"Run!"
Ziyad harshly said.
"Kill!"
At this moment, not far from Abu Muslim, a Tang Dynasty warrior used the Flying Chains to scale the walls, and behind him, more and more people began to climb the walls.
"Charge with me! Open the gates! "
Meanwhile, Khorasan was in turmoil, the clashing of swords and sabers as more and more Khorasani entered the city through the tunnels. The eight-thousand-some Aswaran Cataphracts that the Arabs had been searching for this entire time had appeared in front of Abu Muslim in a way that no one could have imagined, and they were rapidly charging toward the city gates.
Abu Muslim could see that Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, and the Evil Emperor were also making their way over.
The situation was hopeless!
At this moment, Abu Muslim understood that whether he was willing or not, whether he stayed or not, Khorasan was fated to fall.
"Ah!"
Even someone as iron-blooded as Abu Muslim couldn't help but let out a tragic roar.
"Wang Chong, Gao Xianzhi! The grudge between us will not end here! There will come a day when my soldiers will reach the walls and truly set foot on the lands of the Central Plains! "
With these words, Abu Muslim leaped off the wall and flew off like a bolt of lightning. An Aswaran Cataphract saw Abu Muslim and charged forward, but he was sent flying fifty to sixty zhang by Abu Muslim's palm. Before his body could even hit the ground, his famed Aswaran Cataphract had been shattered into countless pieces.
"Hmph, Abu Muslim, you won't get the chance!"
Wang Chong sneered, activating the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art as he snapped Ziyad's neck. Wang Chong had no pity for these enemies of the Tang Dynasty. As invaders, they had to be prepared to pay a price if their invasion failed. Abu Muslim's group had only been forced into desperate straits. If these two had won, they would have had a completely different and savage appearance, and what awaited the Tang Dynasty would have been nothing more than a tragic loss of territory.
"Sympathizing with the enemy is being cruel to yourself. Ziyad, go in peace. Abu Muslim will soon join you!"
Wang Chong glanced at Ziyad's corpse and coldly said.
Wang Chong made a gesture, and a group of Tang Dynasty soldiers quickly slid down the walls and began to head toward the eastern gate of Khorasan. In the distance, ten-some Aswaran Cataphracts urged their horses forward and began to ride toward the gate. Rumble! A few moments later, there was a heaven-shaking boom as the sturdy gate of Khorasan slowly opened.
Khorasan had been formally breached!
"How about it? Do you want to give chase?"
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