The armor Gao Xianzhi was wearing had been bestowed upon him by the Holy Emperor and was extremely tough. Even divine weapons would find it very difficult to damage it. In his ten-some years in the Western Regions, this armor had always protected Gao Xianzhi, but in the end, it had been destroyed by Abu Muslim. One could easily imagine how powerful Abu Muslim was.
Boom! Gao Xianzhi had already consumed a great deal of his strength to fight against the Behemoths, and now that Abu Muslim was in peak condition, he instantly suppressed Gao Xianzhi. The assault of the four Behemoths and the two hundred thousand soldiers was a severe test for the Tang Dynasty, and Abu Muslim's appearance was like adding hail to snow, putting the Tang Dynasty in an extremely disadvantageous position.
On the other side, with Gao Xianzhi's attack blocked, the giant ape had no more obstacles. Its steely fist smashed down with the weight of Mount Tai at Wang Chong, and no one could help Wang Chong. But Gao Xianzhi's attack was not completely useless. The giant ape's fist was about to smash down on Wang Chong's head, and in just a moment, Wang Chong would die to the giant ape's fist.
Bzzz! Suddenly, he heard the explosion of Gao Xianzhi and Abu Muslim's clash, and he came back to his senses.
"It's him!"
The sight of the giant hairy fist and that hawk-like, deep-nosed, muscular, and callous figure behind it made Wang Chong's heart tremble. Rumble! The giant ape's mountainous fist smashed into the ground, creating a huge crater. Crack! Crack! Crack! The earth trembled, and countless cracks spread out in all directions. Countless rocks and soil fragments shot out in all directions.
The power of that punch was so great that it shocked everyone!
"Wonderful!"
Deep underground, Masil clenched his fists, his eyes shining with bloodthirsty excitement.
"We finally killed this bastard!"
The young commander of the Tang Dynasty, the bastard who killed his three-headed beast, was finally killed by him using the Consecrated. At this moment, Masil felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. Rumble! Under Masil's command, the giant ape slowly raised its fist, its scarlet eyes sweeping over the ground.
"Those who dare to oppose me will not have a good ending! Although I can't turn your head into a toilet bowl, it's not bad to enjoy the sight of your crushed body! "
Deep underground, Masil's eyes glimmered with excitement. Masil had many perverted hobbies that no one knew about. Other than bathing in the blood of his opponents underground, Masil also enjoyed watching them die a miserable death. The stronger an opponent, the higher their status, and the more fiercely they resisted, the more irresistibly attracted Masil.
Wang Chong had killed three of his Behemoths and dealt a heavy blow to his army. Nothing was more attractive to Masil than watching him die a miserable death. This was a feast that belonged to him alone.
But a moment later, the excitement on Masil's face froze. The ground that the giant ape had smashed open was empty. There was nothing there, not even a trace of blood, let alone a corpse.
"What's going on?"
Masil's pupils constricted, and his entire body paled. A moment later, Masil scanned the ground and noticed a familiar figure.
"Damn it, how could this be!"
Masil's teeth were clenched so tightly that they were about to shatter. He had never imagined that at such a close distance, Wang Chong would still be able to escape from the giant ape's attack. A powerful killing intent exploded from his mind.
"I don't care about anyone else in this war, but you must die! Do you think you can escape? "
Masil's heart seethed with killing intent, and without the slightest hesitation, the giant ape leaped forward in pursuit of Wang Chong. While still in the air, the giant ape raised one of its massive arms and smashed down on Wang Chong's head with the weight of Mount Tai. This time, it was even faster and more urgent.
"Marquis, watch out!"
Xue Qianjun yelled in the distance. He had already breathed a sigh of relief, but this sight made him tense up once more. The others also cried out in alarm, their faces pale and their hearts leaping into their throats. Wang Chong was the commander of the three armies, the Qixi Protector-General, deeply loved and respected by all.
If Wang Chong were to be heavily injured or killed in battle, the morale of the army would be dealt a devastating blow. The entire army would instantly crumble!
But the giant fist smashed down. Boom! Wang Chong blinked away, leaving behind a series of afterimages as he once more dodged by a hair.
Wang Chong's strength had already reached Tier 8 of the Saint Martial realm, so no matter how powerful the giant ape was, killing Wang Chong would not be an easy task.
"Die! Die! Die! "
Deep underground, Masil was at first dazed, and then his eyes went red with rage. The more Wang Chong dodged, the more intense the killing intent in his heart became.
"I don't believe that you can dodge once, but you can dodge a hundred times, a thousand times!"
Roooar! The Behemoth roared as Masil controlled the giant ape to unleash a barrage of attacks, its two thick arms swinging up and down like wheels of wheels against Wang Chong. But not even Masil realized that as he dodged the giant ape's attacks, Wang Chong's eyes were growing clearer and clearer, his expression more determined.
I can't retreat! I can't retreat!
A voice rumbled in Wang Chong's mind, and it was getting louder and louder.
The Tang Dynasty can't lose! There has to be hope!
The wind howled in his ears, the air rushing past his armor and hissing like swords. Wang Chong could hear the screams of the army, the panicked cries of the soldiers retreating, the gurgling of blood into the earth, the snapping of swords and banners.
Other than the last battle of his life, Wang Chong had never faced such a predicament.
Opening his eyes, Wang Chong saw the fierce battle in the air between Abu Muslim and Gao Xianzhi. The former Anxi War God was now in dire straits. Nearby, the bearded Deputy Governor of the Tang Dynasty Ziyad was also engaged in a fierce battle with Cheng Qianli. Countless cracks had appeared on Cheng Qianli's Supreme Desolation God, and the Stellar Energy chains were also covered in cracks. Even more shocking was that the pitch-black Supreme Desolation God was slowly becoming translucent.
This was a sign that the avatar had run out of energy and was about to crumble.
The battle between Ziyad and the Behemoth had inflicted heavy casualties on the Anxi Protectorate army. Without the support of the Anxi Protectorate army, even Cheng Qianli's Supreme Desolation God would find it difficult to hold out.
"Wang Chong, run!!"
All of a sudden, a thunderous roar reverberated through the surroundings. As he was fighting with Arab Deputy Governor Ziyad, Cheng Qianli's Supreme Desolation God suddenly turned his head to look at Wang Chong, his eyes brimming with anxiety and urgency.
The Tang Dynasty had already lost this battle. Whether they were willing or not, this was a fact.
Whether it was in terms of numbers or the Behemoths, the Arabs had far surpassed the limits of what the Tang Dynasty could resist. The Tang Dynasty should be relocating its soldiers and preserving its strength.
"Wang Chong, hurry!"
Cheng Qianli's eyes were on the verge of bleeding. Everything had a price, and he and the Protector-General could no longer escape. Right now, the only person capable of leading the army out of this place was Wang Chong. He should not have appeared here in the first place. The Qixi Protectorate had come here to save them.
Only the Anxi Protectorate army could bring up the rear!
Moreover, both he and Gao Xianzhi were soldiers, and they were no longer young. But Wang Chong was different. He was still too young, only seventeen, but the intelligence, strategy, ability, and talent he had displayed had already reached the pinnacle, a level that even he and Gao Xianzhi had to sigh in admiration.
If he could survive, Wang Chong would have limitless possibilities! The Tang Dynasty would also have limitless possibilities!
This was why he and Gao Xianzhi had instantly made the decision to sacrifice themselves.
If only one person could survive, Wang Chong was the best choice.
"Rumble!"
Unknowingly, a huge thunderbolt split the sky like an axe and swept through the clouds. At some point, dark clouds had begun to gather in the sky, and all of Talas was trembling under the weight of the thunder.
"Buzz!"
The moment the lightning bolt struck, Wang Chong raised his head and swiftly took action. His body swayed, but he did not retreat. Instead, he suddenly flew toward the giant ape that he could not see the end of.
"Wang Chong!"
"Protector-General Wang!"
Cries of alarm came from both Gao Xianzhi and Cheng Qianli. Neither of them had expected that not only would Wang Chong not retreat, he would actually charge at the Behemoths. But at this moment, Wang Chong could hear nothing. Retreat meant death, an abyss of eternal damnation. No matter what, he would not retreat.
"Ha!"
With a loud bellow, Wang Chong leaped up the giant ape's arm like a tiny ant. Still in the air, he swung his WuZi Steel sword, unleashing a blazing white Sword Qi ten-some zhang long. As it swayed through the air, it turned from white to violet and cut into the giant ape's body.
In this attack, Wang Chong had actually added the characteristics of the Strength of Lu Wu to the Art of God and Demon Obliteration.
Awooo!
The giant ape howled in grief as it drew back its arm, its body trembling in pain. Those scarlet eyes that had been brimming with cruelty and savagery were now thrown into chaos.
"Boom!"
As Wang Chong stood on the shattered earth and stared at the howling giant ape, he suddenly punched.
"Something's wrong!"
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