Chapter 1128: Counterattack! The Arab Nightmare! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

”Barbarian, die!” Wang Chong said viciously, coldly staring at Faisal.

Crack! Wang Chong snapped Faisal's neck as the last surge of energy flowed into his body. Thump! Wang Chong threw Faisal's corpse to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

With Faisal's energy, Wang Chong's strength had swelled once more, returning to its original cultivation level and even a little higher, to a more profound and exquisite realm. Wang Chong could sense that he was now only a tiny distance from that realm.

”Kill!”

After a few moments of silence, the Mamelukes charged once more, spurred on by Faisal's death. In the distance, Arab cavalry that had already been charging at the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner and were rather far from where Wang Chong had fallen also began to charge at him. Countless Arabian scimitars gleamed with cold light as they descended upon him.

Rumble!

A black figure plunged into their ranks like a tiger into a flock of sheep.

Screams emerged from the chaos as Arab soldiers and their horses were transformed into showers of blood and mangled limbs.

Boomboomboom! Furious storms of energy erupted from Wang Chong's body, sending warhorses high into the air and cutting down swaths of the Arab cavalry like so many weeds. In the blink of an eye, the Arabs had lost two to three thousand men.

Moreover, Wang Chong was using the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art to its maximum. Wherever he appeared, the Arab soldiers would feel their energy unwillingly break free from their bodies and surge into Wang Chong.

Wang Chong was getting stronger and stronger, and with his understanding of the origin of energy, he was getting closer and closer to that final realm. His crazed aura was as alarming as it was brutal.

”Dusong Mangpoje, stop him!”

A voice came out of the distance.

From his distant vantage point, Dalun Ruozan watched what was happening in alarm. Wang Chong had already transformed into a bloody silhouette and his strength was only continuing to rise at an astonishing speed.

And this was not the only thing that Dalun Ruozan was worried about. He had clashed with Wang Chong far too many times and understood him very well, so he almost instinctively felt a deep unease. Any place where Wang Chong was present would be home to countless variables, and Dalun Ruozan had a vague sense that things were about to take a turn for the worst.

”This bastard! Why is he still alive!”

The mayhem created was so great that even Aybak was alarmed. It was simply impossible for him to divide his attention while fighting with the Wushang Village Chief and the black-armored guard, but even he was now forced to take notice of the situation.

Aybak simply couldn't accept that this boy was somehow still alive and well.

Everyone had seen Qutaybah's terrifying power, and yet this boy had managed to survive two of those strikes.

”Everyone, hear my order! Kill him! Anyone who dares to retreat will be immediately executed!” Aybak savagely roared.

Wang Chong currently didn't have enough Wushang Cavalry around him to use the Godking Yama. As long as he wasn't an Imperial Great General, he was still killable.

Bang!

Aybak's words immediately caused a massive shift on the battlefield. Countless Arab soldiers swept toward Wang Chong, even the soldiers that had been charging at the Divine Martial Army, Divine Prison Army, Dragon Stallion Army, and the other Tang armies.

”Kill him! He's already been heavily injured by Lord Qutaybah. He should be at the limits of his strength!”

”I don't believe that he can deal with so many of us! If we all go together, he'll never be able to leave alive!”

The Arab generals had also noticed Wang Chong and the bloody light around him. They unsheathed their scimitars and led their soldiers surging toward Wang Chong.

But before these Arab generals could enter the fray, Wang Chong had come to them. Boom! The air resonated with Stellar Energy, and an Arab general instinctively trembled and slashed his scimitar overhead at the approaching Wang Chong.

This scimitar had a vast and unstoppable momentum, the saber energy rising more than one hundred feet, but this Arab general had still reacted too slowly. After comprehending the origin of energy, Wang Chong could even suppress Faisal, let alone anyone else.

Kaclack! A palm shot out as fast as lightning, its five fingers firmly clenching around the Arab general's head as if they were made of steel. A moment later, a fountain of blood and energy flew out of the general's body like birds taking flight from the forest and surged into Wang Chong.

”Aaaah!”

A terrible scream erupted from this burly Arab general, more than eight feet tall, as he began to wither. When only skin and bones were left, he dropped from his horse together with his suit of armor.