Chapter 414 Kill the Great Prince Uzang!

Chapter Four Hundred and Fourteen

"not good!"

In the crowd, seeing this scene, Huang Qian'er's expression tightened suddenly, and her whole heartstrings suddenly tightened. With the strength of the Great Prince Uzang, no matter what, Wang Chong is no match.

At the same time, there was a look of worry in Eagle's eyes.

Although he spoke calmly, the tension in his heart was no less than that of Huang Qian'er.

Around the training ground, the crowd even let out exclamations.

"Hey hey, this kid is dead!"

A group of cavalrymen from the Uzbek Mission gathered together and sneered, looking at Wang Chong as if they were looking at a dead person.

No one is optimistic about Wang Chong, even those who hope that the eldest prince will be defeated can see it. With Wang Chong like this, he is definitely not a match for the Great Prince Uzang.

"Hmph, you asked for it yourself. You can't blame me!"

On the buildings on the edge of the practice field, there was a gentle breeze, and a figure of Honglu Temple leaned on the railing with both hands, and sneered.

It was impossible for Honglu Temple to deal with Wang Chong, but if Wang Chong wanted to die by himself, then it would be no wonder to them. Even if the Holy Emperor came, they could not be blamed.

At this time, the only one who still maintains confidence in Wang Chong is probably himself.

Twenty feet!

ten feet!

Bazhang!

...

Time seemed to slow down countless times at this moment. Wang Chong's eyes were sharp. Just when he was six feet away from Prince Uzang, Wang Chong's eyes flashed coldly, and then a sudden change occurred.

"Whoosh!"

With a shake of Wang Chong's palm, a flash of cold light suddenly burst out through the air. But this ray of cold light did not go towards Prince U-Tsang, but towards the barley horse that Prince U-Tsang stepped off.

hum!

In just the blink of an eye, Wang Chong's "Gang Qi Iron Clothes" the size of Castanopsis castata sank into the barley horse's open mouth.

Instantly submerged from the mouth into the stomach.

With such a short distance, even Prince Uzang had no time to react.

"laugh!"

Just before the two of them were about to collide, the white-hoofed crow reached its peak speed and it was almost impossible to change its direction. It suddenly turned and drew an arc with a slight difference. A few feet away, the prince passed by.

This move not only stunned the audience, but even Prince Uzang was stunned. Everyone around, the faster the speed, the more difficult it is to change direction in a short time.

Because of the huge inertia, it is by no means so easy to eliminate. As a result of hastily changing direction, the horse will only be unable to support its own inertia, and finally its bones will be broken and its tendons will be broken, and it will fall down.

If you want to do this, it is definitely not something that ordinary war horses can do.

"Boom!"

Before he had time to think about it, the war horse rumbled, and the barley horse that Prince Uzang stepped down neighed, like a rolling rock at a high speed, leading Prince Uzang to fall out.

"Whoosh!"

And almost at the same time, after Wang Chong rushed out for more than ten feet, he suddenly made an S-shaped circle, and immediately went back and forth. The speed not only did not decrease, but increased a lot. Pointing at Prince Uzang who had just stood up from the horse corpse, he rushed away.

"Not good! Serpentine circle! How could this young man be such an advanced rider!"

In the distance, seeing Wang Chong perform this move, Uzang General Dusong Mangbuzhi's pupils shrank, and instantly recognized this exquisite riding technique performed by Wang Chong, his whole face changed.

"Snake loop!"

This is one of the top riding skills in the world. In a narrow range, those top riders can increase the speed for a short time without slowing down or stopping, and at the same time make a 180-degree circle in the direction.

On the battlefield where cavalry dominates and is highly valued, the role of this riding technique can be imagined.

However, no matter in the Tang Dynasty or in Wusi Tibet, this riding skill is beyond the control of ordinary people. At least one needs to reach the level of a general to be able to control the horse to such a delicate level.

In any case, this is not something that an ordinary young man from an aristocratic family, or a son of the capital, can grasp. Wang Chong's display is really too proficient.

A strong sense of danger rose from his heart, Dusong Mangbuzhi's heart tightened, and with a whoosh, he shot out of the crowd without even thinking about it.

Dusong Mangpoje's reaction was already fast, but Wang Chong's reaction was even faster.

"Boom!"

On the huge practice field, Wang Chong rode so far that the earth shattered and the sky collapsed. With the speed of the White-hoofed Crow, coupled with the aura of Wu Zou and Wang Chong's own strength, at this moment, Wang Chong has the strength comparable to that of a real martial arts fifth-level expert.

"bring it on!"

Wang Chong yelled suddenly, and the silver spear in his hand shot out a shocking light. At this moment, Wang Chong was as majestic as a god of war.

At the same time, on the practice field, the eldest prince Wu Sizang, whose horse was killed, sneered darkly, and suddenly did something that no one thought of.

Faced with Wang Chong's full blow, instead of retreating and dodging, he drew out his long saber and slashed at Wang Chong with all his strength, completely ignoring the flaws exposed on his body.

"asshole!"

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

"Use this trick again!"

...

Seeing this scene, the crowd in the practice field was furious, and the crowd began to curse angrily. Everyone was very familiar with the scene in front of them. Prince Uzang was clearly repeating his old trick, and wanted to use his body as a shield to deal with Wang Chong again in the same way he used to deal with the children of those aristocratic families.

"Hmph! You're courting death! No one can blame you!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Chong sneered differently, and looked at Prince U-Tsang as if he was looking dead. The eldest prince Uzang wanted to use this trick to deal with him, so he was really looking for the wrong person.

Others may be cautious and dare not kill him. But he, Wang Chong, is definitely no longer in this list!

"Boom"

Hearing an earth-shattering loud noise, Wang Chong united with his horse and finally collided heavily with Prince Uzang in mid-air.

Like two comets colliding in the void, unparalleled vigor swept across the surroundings, sweeping the entire practice field like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the people and horses collided, Wang Chong was ejected from the horse's back, clang! Before the people around could react, a cold light flashed, and Wang Chong stepped forward, and the Uzi steel sword in his hand ruthlessly penetrated into the acupuncture point on the top of his head at the moment when Prince Uzang was most caught off guard.

Time is here!

The dark red blood roared down from the top of Prince Uzang like a fountain, drowning the eyes, eyebrows, nose, and lips.

The eldest prince Uzang opened his eyes wide, his lips squirmed, but he couldn't utter a word.

"Boom boom!"

The body was like a wooden stake, and it fell down like a golden mountain. Until the end, Prince Uzang's eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe that Wang Chong really dared to kill him.

The two countries are against each other!

In the war between the Uzbek Empire and the Tang Dynasty, millions of people were involved, and countless soldiers lay dead on the battlefield... Isn't he afraid?

Doesn't he know the consequences?

He actually... really dared to kill him!

"boom!"

After a short period of silence, cheers like a landslide and tsunami erupted suddenly on the training ground. At this moment, no matter whether they knew Wang Chong or not, and no matter which family they belonged to, they all raised their arms involuntarily and cheered excitedly.

Wang Chong did it!

Wang Chong actually killed that arrogant U-Tsang Prince!

"Crack!"

A wooden railing was inadvertently pulled down, and an official from Honglu Temple slammed his palm on the railing on a nearby building.

"Bastard! The Wang family... Is the Wang family planning to rebel?!"

The face of the official of Honglu Temple was blue and purple, and the palms clasped on the railing were even more veined. Because of excessive shock and anger, his body trembled with excitement.

The Great Prince of Uzbekistan!

The Great Prince of Uzbekistan! ... That wicked beast of the Wang family actually killed him! This is a great disaster!

Does he even know what he did?

At this moment, he only felt that he could not stand firmly on his feet, and the sky was about to change.

And in the whole building, as long as they are people from Honglu Temple who know a little about politics, their faces are all pale at this moment.

They already had a premonition of a great disaster.

The same pallor appeared on the faces of another group of people.

"Prince Uzang...he actually killed him!"

Huang Qian'er tightly held the edge of her sleeve, her face was pale. Wang Chong defeated the strong with the weak, which was something to be happy about.

But now, Huang Qian'er was irritated by another matter and panicked.

The eldest prince of Uzang died, and was beheaded by Wang Chong. She could already foresee a severe storm.

And the Wang family is the center of this storm.

The Huang family just joined the Wang family. The Wang family was swept in, and the Huang family might not be able to escape as well.

Wang Chong was too impulsive!

"Boy, take your life!"

Suddenly, a shout full of anger came, which broke everyone's cheers. On the huge practice field, a billowing torrent of golden Gang Qi swept towards Wang Chong like an avalanche.

Compared with this destructive force, the battle between Wang Chong and Prince Uzang just now was like a child's play.

This blow, sent out with anger, is afraid that the steel will be crushed into powder, let alone the flesh and blood.

"not good!"

The eagle was taken aback, and raised his arm to signal without thinking. Boom, a thick iron arrow dragged out a long white air wave, and shot towards the training ground with lightning speed.

However, the thick iron arrow shot by the sharp archer shot on the golden torrent of stellar energy, but it made a roar like hitting steel, and was directly blasted out, breaking into pieces in mid-air.

This scene happened so suddenly, no one thought that such a master was hidden among the Tibetans of Uzbekistan. Even the eagle can't react.

"My son..."

Eagle's heart sank, and he rushed out without thinking. But it's too late now. Seeing Wang Chong die under the torrent of golden stellar energy, suddenly, everyone heard a low voice:

"Dusong Mangpoje! Can you lose your temper so quickly?"

The voice was not loud, but it was just that sentence, the roiling, destructive torrent of golden stellar energy seemed to have encountered some natural enemy, and suddenly stopped abruptly, just standing there, as if time and space had stagnated !