"Who is that? Mengshe Zhao's Great General has already opened a gap, so why hasn't he charged in yet? "
On another battlefield at the base of the mountain, the eyes of an Tier 7 Profound Martial Ouzan general chilled at the sight of the thousands of Mengshe – Ü-Tsang soldiers exploding into the air, an astonishing killing intent flashing through his eyes.
Clang! Unsheathing a peerless scimitar that gleamed with a cold light, the Ouzan general exuding a powerful aura flew toward the summit. A few moments later …
Bang!
The two swords collided and a monstrous strength invaded the atmosphere. The general of the seventh Xuan Qi layer released a monstrous amount of Qi, it was like thunder. The monstrous Qi even made the soldiers around him fly away.
Beneath his feet, a vast halo of Thorns enveloped the area. An invisible energy condensed into a yellow mist, which passed through the feet of this Tibetan general and madly gathered in his body, instantly increasing his strength. Translated by: Hypersheep325 Edited by: Michyrr
The Halo of the Great Earth!
The Ouzan did not understand the laws as well as the people of the Central Plains. Although this Tier 7 Profound Martial general did not have a very high understanding of the laws, it was enough for him to absorb energy from the earth and increase his own strength.
But this lightning-like strike that could split a boulder had collided with the strength of a mountain.
Boom! An explosion of energy almost flattened the entire mountain. Wang Chong's bewitching red hair danced in the wind, his entire body red like a brand. With just his two swords, he had managed to block the full-strength strike of the Ouzan general.
"How could this be?"
The Ouzan general's pupils constricted as he stared at the savage and crazed red eyes, his heart turning cold. He had put all his strength into this strike, but his opponent's two hands were raised, his feet seemingly rooted to the earth, not moving at all.
The power of this strike was enough to split apart steel, but Wang Chong's body was like a mountain. Not only did it not budge, it even sent a powerful force back at him.
"How could his body be this powerful?"
General Ouzan's eyes were wide open, his face was filled with disbelief.
Wang Chong's strength definitely didn't exceed the seventh stage of the Profound Martial Realm. But under the same cultivation, Lin Yun didn't even move an inch after taking his attack head-on. Lin Yun's internal organs would definitely be heavily injured.
Even he couldn't do this.
No, it was impossible for any cultivator in the seventh stage of the Profound Martial Realm, unless their physical body was strong to an inhuman level.
However, what shocked General Ouzan had yet to begin —
The sound of gears turning could be heard coming from the void. The light behind Wang Chong changed, and a gigantic and mighty Six-armed King Kong vaguely appeared. There were also faint sounds of Buddhist incantations.
"Six-Armed Ksitigarbha Vajra! Isn't this the unique skill of our Great Snow Mountain Temple? "
General Ouzan was shocked.
It was one thing for this fellow's body to be so powerful that he could block one of his swords. But he also knew a supreme skill of the Ouzan Plateau's Great Snow Mountain Temple!!
"Boom!"
Supported by the Six-armed Ksitigarbha Vaguely, Wang Chong struck out with both hands. Boom! This single strike sent this Ouzan Tier 7 Profound Martial general tumbling across the ground, leaving a trail of dust in his wake as he was sent flying.
"This is impossible!"
A hint of shock flashed through General Ouzan's face. While he was still stunned by the fact that he had been sent flying, a bloody light flashed over his head. Swish! He felt a pain in his neck as one of the heads of the six suns was sent flying.
"What speed!!"
General Ouzan's vision went dark, and he knew nothing else.
Ten, one hundred, one thousand … hundreds, thousands of Mengshe – Ü-Tsang soldiers fell around Wang Chong. Human corpses, horse corpses, and broken swords piled together, creating a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
More and more corpses fell around Wang Chong. He was like a tireless machine, madly slaughtering his way through the summit. The killing intent exuding from his body grew thicker and thicker, causing even the air around him to twist.
And the Stellar Energy in the bodies of the dead Mengshe – Ü-Tsang soldiers was constantly extracted by the Little Yinyang Sword, transforming it into bloody mist that fused into Wang Chong's body, constantly increasing his strength.
The Little Yinyang Art was known as the world's number one evil art, and its ability to endlessly increase a martial artist's strength was being displayed to its fullest at this moment.
Slowly, not even Wang Chong noticed it, but a powerful and oppressive aura began to erupt from his body.
At the start, all the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang soldiers had tirelessly charged forward, but now, as long as they got within a certain range of Wang Chong, they would begin to feel an intense unease and tremble. It was like the person standing in front of them was not a person, but a demon god.
"What's going on? How did he get so strong?"
"After fighting for so long, why hasn't his internal energy weakened, but gotten stronger and stronger?"
"This fellow isn't human at all! No one can last this long!"
"Everyone, be careful! Don't get too close to him!"
"Why is it like this? When I get close, my entire body trembles, and I can't even hold my saber!"
… …
At the start, Wang Chong had seemed like he could rely on numbers to kill him, but now that Wang Chong had advanced to Profound Martial Tier 7 and Tier 8, everything had changed.
All of them sensed an extreme danger from Wang Chong, like a sharp blade that could stab into their hearts at any moment.
"That fellow … is he the commander of the Tang dynasty?"
In a place where Wang Chong could not see, a figure stood, his eyes slightly narrowed and exuding a cold light. Wang Chong's appearance had greatly changed, but Tumi Sangzha was still able to determine his identity from his thin figure.
After fighting for more than half a month, that youth forever standing beneath the banner on the high mountain had been deeply branded into the minds of every Mengshe – Ü-Tsang commander.
Ouzan's side was particularly different. Everyone now knew that the Prime Minister hated that youth of the Tang dynasty to the bone. He had even said that even if the entire Annam Protectorate was to be let off, that youth called Wang Chong could not be spared.
"Hmph, if I kill him, I'll be the number one warrior of the plateau!"
Tumi Sangzha leaped onto the massive metal giant next to him and stood on its left shoulder. A moment later, the earth rumbled as the black metal giant raised one of its massive feet and began to stride up the mountain with Tumi Sangzha.
Behind him, another steel giant followed closely with countless iron men.
"Out of the way!"
An Ouzan voice thundered over the summit. All the Ouzan soldiers retreated like the receding tide. Only Mengshe Zhao and the others had no idea what he was talking about.
However, before they could react, the sky darkened. Two mountain-sized iron fists, one on the left and one on the right, brought along gusts of strong winds as they smashed towards the bloody light on the mountain peak like lightning.
Bang!
The earth sank and shuddered like a deck encountering a hidden wave. Under everyone's shocked gazes, the fists of the two metal giants smashed down on Wang Chong's head.
Hiss! There was a gasp. On the summit, Wang Chong raised his head to the sky, his two red-hot arms firmly blocking the fists of the metal giants.
The two fists that could shatter mountains had failed to injure him in the slightest.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were suffused with deep apprehension!
"Hmph! Take my saber! "
An icy voice came from above. As Wang Chong was doing his best to block the two metal giants, Tumi Sangzha leaped down from the metal giant's shoulder.
"Boom!"
A saber glow tore through the air. Tumi Sangzha had become one with his saber, leaving behind a saber energy ten-some zhang in the air as he slashed down at Wang Chong.
Boom! A blood-red shroud of light erupted from Wang Chong's body. Within the shroud of light, Wang Chong raised his two swords to block Tumi Sangzha's sure-kill strike.
But Tumi Sangzha's strike contained boundless strength that sent Wang Chong's saber crashing into the earth. The rocks beneath his feet shattered, and in the end, only half his body was left on the ground.
"Damn it! He didn't die even after this! "
Tumi Sangzha's pupils constricted as he stared at the ground in shock. He had used the two metal giants to restrain Wang Chong so that he could use his final strike to kill Wang Chong. But he hadn't expected that Wang Chong would still be alive.
Bzzz! Tumi Sangzha swung his scimitar, preparing to strike while the iron was hot with a furious storm of attacks. But in a flash of bloody light, Wang Chong suddenly vanished from in front of him.
This was completely outside of Tumi Sangzha's expectations, but before he could react, he heard an indistinct but sharp whistle.
It was faintly discernible, but it was incredibly sharp. It was so fast that even Tumi Sangzha was inwardly alarmed.
"Not good!"
Tumi Sangzha was alarmed. Without thinking, he leapt into the air towards the nearby metal giant. Boom! At almost the same time, there was a flash of bloody light as a sharp sword energy swept past where Tumi Sangzha had been standing.
The sword energy missed, but the metal fists of the two metal giants were cleaved in two and sent flying high into the air, the cuts as smooth as a mirror.
Even Tumi Sangzha was secretly alarmed at this sight, goosebumps rising all over his body. If he had been just a little slower, the one cleaved in two would not have been the metal giants, but him.
But this was not the end. The bloody arc of light flashed as it once more slashed at Tumi Sangzha.
Boom! Tumi Sangzha had just raised his hand to block this sword when another bloody light swept past him, but this time, it was not in front of him, but behind him.
"How could … how could he be so fast!"
Tumi Sangzha was stronger than Jiao Serro, let alone those ordinary commanders. In terms of martial arts, not even Wang Chong was a match for him.
But the speed and dexterity Wang Chong displayed was something not even an expert of Tumi Sangzha's level could achieve.
Fast!
Too fast, too fast!
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