Clang! Clang! Clang!
Tumi Sangzha pushed his strength to the limit, his scimitar impenetrable as he put all his strength into each attack. But in the face of Wang Chong's furious barrage of attacks, he could only parry, unable to counterattack.
Wang Chong's speed had completely surpassed the limits of his cultivation, and not even Tumi Sangzha could keep up. When Wang Chong reached Profound Martial Tier 7 and Tier 8, his Phantom Steps had undergone a qualitative transformation, reaching a new level.
The more Tumi Sangzha fought, the more alarmed he became. In the end, he couldn't help but shout.
"Ouzan soldiers, hear my order! The one Prime Minister wants to kill, Wang Chong, is here! Everyone, come and kill him! … "
Tumi Sangzha's panicked roar exploded over the summit, his voice echoing over the entire battlefield. Not only did it attract the attention of the generals of the Ouzan Ngari Royal Lineage, it also attracted the attention of Dalun Ruozan at the base of the mountain.
"Wang Chong!!!"
At the base of the mountain, Dalun Ruozan's eyes chilled as he turned like a bolt of lightning toward the source of the voice. Wang Chong's name was like a curse that instantly stimulated Dalun Ruozan.
If there was one thing that Dalun Ruozan was more concerned about than the outcome of this battle, it was Wang Chong's life or death.
"Pass on my order! Ignore the Annam Protectorate! First kill Wang Chong! No matter what, he can't be allowed to leave alive! Longqinba and Ciren Xiangxiong, have them go as well! "
Dalun Ruozan stared at the summit where the bloody light had come from, making no attempt to conceal the naked killing intent in his eyes.
"Buzz!"
Dalun Ruozan's order quickly spread to the entire battlefield, and with this order, the Ouzan army on the mountain immediately began to transform.
"The Prime Minister has ordered us to kill Wang Chong!"
"Everyone, listen up! Southeast direction, kill your way to the top!"
…
From the top of the mountain, there was a roar that sounded like a landslide or a tsunami. Looking down from the sky, one could only hear the neighing of war horses. Countless Ouzan cavalrymen were charging towards the mountain top in the southeast.
"Kill Wang Chong there! He will be conferred the title of the strongest warrior of the plateau! "
One by one, the warhorses leaped up the mountain peak. The Ouzan general on the back of the horse had a gaze as sharp as a knife, and a powerful aura burst out from his body like a hurricane.
Compared to ordinary soldiers, these Tibetan commanders were much more valiant and ferocious.
Rumble, the steel trembled, and one after another, Great Thorny Halo descended. Each Great Thorny Halo represented an Ouzan Profound Martial Realm general.
"Neigh!"
Amidst the shocking neighing of the warhorses, more than ten Ouzan generals had ferocious looks in their eyes. They became one with their horses, and they swung their scimitars towards Wang Chong from all directions.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One by one, the warhorses fell to the ground, and huge bloody holes appeared on their bodies. Before they could even get close, all the Ouzan generals were attacked like lightning.
"Neigh!"
One of the Ouzan generals was riding on the back of his horse, and his body was still in the position of leaping forward. In the next moment, a bloody light flashed, and this Ouzan general was instantly cut in half along with his horse.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A second, a third, a fourth … before the Ouzan generals could get very far, they were cut down by Wang Chong on the summit. After they died, their inner energies condensed into a bloody mist that filled the air and surged into Wang Chong's body.
Kaclack! In just a few short moments, Wang Chong's strength once more rose. From Profound Martial Level 7, Profound Martial Level 8, all the way to Profound Martial Level 9, and then to the peak of Profound Martial Level 9.
"Not good!"
Tumi Sangzha paled. No matter how slow he was, he now realized that he had made a massive mistake.
His original intention had been to summon more top-class experts to help him out of his predicament and attack Wang Chong with him, killing this mortal malady of the Ouzan Empire on the summit.
But Tumi Sangzha had forgotten that with Wang Chong's current cultivation, many of the Ouzan generals were no longer a match for him.
If these low-level Ouzan generals charged onto the summit, they would only become nourishment for Wang Chong. With their cultivation stripped away, Wang Chong would become even more terrifying.
When Wang Chong was only at Profound Martial Level 7 or 8, he had already been able to threaten him, even make him feel like he was hovering on the edge of death. Now that he had obtained the inner energies of these Ouzan generals, wouldn't that mean …
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Tumi Sangzha's body went stiff. A faint bloody mark as thin as a hair suddenly appeared on his forehead, spreading from his forehead to his nose, mouth, chest … in the end, it spread to the metal giant's body, cleaving the metal giant in two.
"I didn't think … that I would die to his hand!"
Tumi Sangzha's eyes went round, his entire body freezing. Wang Chong was too fast, too fast. He didn't even have time to unsheathe his saber before he was slain by Wang Chong.
Bang!
As countless people watched, Tumi Sangzha, standing on the shoulder of the metal giant, exploded.
At the same time that he died, the Iron Men and Iron Men summoned under the effect of the Halo of Black Iron also fell heavily and turned into countless iron filings and fragments.
"Kill!" "Kill!"
An unending stream of Ouzan soldiers charged up the mountain, drowning Wang Chong in a massive wave. In this sort of situation, any general, no matter how powerful, would be doomed to death from exhaustion.
But Wang Chong was different.
He was like an inexhaustible killing machine, constantly unleashing attacks from the summit. More and more corpses piled up, the corpses of the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang soldiers piling up into a sea.
In this slaughter, Wang Chong grew stronger and stronger. In the end, under countless fearful gazes, he charged toward the Imperial Martial realm that countless martial artists looked up to.
"I won't lose! I definitely won't lose! I'll never lose! … "
The shouts in Wang Chong's mind were getting louder and louder. He could no longer feel any pain. Countless sabers and swords slashed at his body, but they were either blocked by his tough armor or bounced off by his boundless bloody Stellar Energy.
One quarter, two quarters, three quarters …
Time had lost all meaning to Wang Chong. He had already forgotten the outside world, forgotten himself, forgotten everything. The only thought left in his mind was to fight.
The corpses piled higher and higher on the mountain. After some time, a majestic and scorching energy like the lava of a volcano erupted from Wang Chong's body.
Rumble!
Wang Chong only heard a heaven-shaking boom in his mind.
In a flash, the entire world seemed to fall silent. For the first time, the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang soldiers, who seemed to never fear death, showed fear and panic on their faces.
"The Imperial Martial realm! He's reached the Imperial Martial realm! "
"How?!!"
"We're just True Martial realm warriors. We can't possibly deal with an Imperial Martial realm expert!"
"Retreat! Hurry and retreat! "
"Prime Minister has given the order! Anyone who retreats will die! If we can't reach the summit, only death awaits us! "
… …
Countless gazes stared at Wang Chong in fear and shock, some of them even trembling in fear.
From the very start, Wang Chong had killed tens of thousands of Mengshe Zhao and Ouzan soldiers. Everyone believed that he would die of exhaustion, but in reality, not only had Wang Chong not fallen, he had only grown more and more frightening, even breaking into the Imperial Martial realm in one fell swoop.
Wang Chong stood atop the thousands of corpses, his hair blowing against his face, but it could not conceal his vicious, cruel, crazed, and bloodthirsty eyes.
Wang Chong looked down from his vantage point. With a simple glance, cries of alarm rang out around him, the boundless and terrifying killing intent causing all the warhorses and soldiers to retreat in fear.
"Stand aside! I'll kill him! "
An icy and callous voice came from the sky, and then a massive figure descended from the sky, landing in front of Wang Chong.
Clang! A massive ten-armed bodhi appeared on the summit, its ten arms pointed at the sky like sharp swords. At first glance, it looked like a dark golden sun.
The ten-armed bodhi was slightly bowed as it looked down at Wang Chong, its entire body exuding waves of thunderous energy.
Longqinba. At this moment, the leader of the Five Tiger Generals had finally arrived.
Bang!
Before anyone could react, a dark golden Saber Qi, ten-some zhang tall, suddenly descended from the sky. At this moment, Longqinba's body hadn't even moved.
In terms of speed and strength, Longqinba could show disdain for all his peers. He was only above Wang Chong, not below him.
Bzzz! Longqinba was fast, but Wang Chong was no slower. Wang Chong swiftly raised his arms to block Longqinba's saber.
Rumble! The mountain range trembled. In front of the dark golden ten-armed bodhi tree, a ten-meter-long ravine appeared on the ground. Billowing smoke and dust soared into the sky and filled the mountain top.
But the area in front of Wang Chong was completely calm, the ground flat. There was no sign of Saber Qi.
Longqinba's powerful attack had been completely blocked by Wang Chong.
"How could this be? He was actually able to block an attack from my bodhi? "
Within the ten-armed bodhi, Longqinba's pupils constricted, a look of shock on his face. Other than Wang Yan, Xianyu Zhongtong, Huoshu Huizang, Duan Gequan, and Gelofeng, the Meng, Ü-Tsang, and Ü-Tsang commanders, only Sun Liuyue could contend against him.
But not even Sun Liuyue could use this sort of method to block his saber. He simply didn't dare to believe that a youth famed for his intelligence like Wang Chong could actually contend against him in martial arts.
Just what sort of martial art does he cultivate? No one can contend against the martial arts of the Great Snow Mountain Temple! This is impossible!
Longqinba felt like he had been dealt a massive blow.
Wang Chong had actually managed to advance by leaps and bounds in such a short amount of time. This completely defied the principles and common sense of martial arts. Not even the vast collection of martial arts manuals or the Great Snow Mountain Temple could do this.
"Brat, just what are you?"
Longqinba suddenly realized that just like Prime Minister, he had completely underestimated this youth of the Tang Dynasty. Nothing about him could be understood through common sense.
Boom!
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