Chapter 791: Dusong Mangpoje's Fear! (2)

Chapter 791

Dusong Mangpoche has never encountered such a thing in his life. He basically knows all the imperial generals in the world. The old man in black robes in front of him is not in his cognition at all. That breath, tyrannical, cruel, full of endless aggression and aggressiveness.

For a moment, Dusong Mangpoje even felt that what he saw was not a single person, but thousands of swords bursting out, but the core of the swords was pitch black, like a huge black hole.

"boom!"

Before Dusong Mangbuje could react, in the blink of an eye, another powerful aura erupted from the side like a landslide and tsunami.

In the eyes of Dusong Mangpoje, the old man with a staid look, pale hair, and trembling as if he couldn't stand still suddenly burst out with a huge aura like a landslide and tsunami. Martial realm..., the aura on the old man broke through to the peak of the holy martial realm in an instant.

"Dusong Mangpoje, I spared your life last time, why haven't you learned your lesson?"

In the thunderous voice, Wushang Village Chief suddenly raised his head and spoke.

"It's you?!"

Dusong Mangpoje trembled all over, as if struck by lightning, countless pictures flashed through his mind in a flash. Looking at the old face, he finally recognized it.

More than half a year ago, when he brought the eldest prince into the Tang capital, his identity was exposed by Wang Chong, and he had to flee in a hurry. He let the eldest prince go first and returned to the Uzang Plateau, while he led away the pursuers by himself.

At that time, he once strayed into a valley and almost died in it. Dusong Mangpoje never thought that the mysterious old man who defeated him in the valley would appear here.

The huge size even made Dusong Mangpoche, the Uzang imperial general, look astonished.

"not good!"

At this moment, Dusong Mangpoje trembled all over his body, a great fear tightly strangled his body. He suddenly understood why Wang Chong was so calm and dared to set foot on the plateau with only 5,000 troops to challenge the Uzbek troops in the entire northern border.

Dusong Mangpoje had always thought that Wang Chong was relying on Fumeng Lingcha, another great general of the Tang Dynasty, but it was only at this time that Dusong Mangbuchi realized that he was really wrong.

From setting foot on the plateau to the next two big victories,

Then to fleeing without a fight in the third battle, everything was under Wang Chong's control.

His reliance was not Fumeng Lingcha but these two terrifying old men in front of him. Everything, including Wang Chong deliberately opening the back door of Steel City to escape, was just to lure him.

In this battle, Wang Chong's target was not Dayan Mangboje but himself as the general of the empire. From the beginning to the end, although he did not participate in the battle, Wang Chong's eyes never left him.

"There is such a powerful person in the Tang Dynasty! With him here, we, Wusi, hiding in Qixi, may never be able to do anything."

At this moment, Dusongmangpoje trembled all over, and a deep chill suddenly surged in his heart. Although he had heard of Wang Chong's name a long time ago, and had also heard about his battle in the southwest from Daqin Ruozan and Huoshu Guizang, Dusong Mangbuzhi still felt a little unconcerned.

Wang Chong's cultivation was far from his.

However, it was not until this moment that Dusong Mangpoje realized how terrifying this young Tang boy was. His scariness did not lie in force, but in wisdom, and the kind of strategizing that was always under control.

"Walk!"

A thought flitted through his mind, and Dusong Mangpoje didn't even want to pull back immediately and run away. If there was only one opponent, Dusong Mangpoche would definitely fight to the death, but he was definitely not able to deal with two strong men of the imperial general level.

No imperial general can deal with two imperial generals of the same level at the same time.

It's a trap!

"Hahaha, Dusong Mangpoje, it's too late to think about running away?"

A voice of laughing came from outside the open city gate. At some point, Wang Chong who had been "running away" suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Dusong Mangbuzhi behind him.

"Boom!"

As if responding to Wang Chong's voice, the next moment, the sky shook, time stood still, and a loud, earth-shattering noise burst out suddenly.

Under the terrified gazes of countless people, a huge group of dazzling light that was countless times more intense than the sun burst out from the back door of this miniature steel city.

At that moment, there was a dead silence near the triangular gap, and the sound of the huge explosion overwhelmed all the sounds, screams, shouts, chaotic collisions and neighing of horses, all of which were suppressed.

And the huge light and heat, as well as the unparalleled violent energy radiated, squeezing the city wall, making the entire city wall near the back door squeeze and creak. In order to increase the strength of these city walls, Wang Chong engraved hundreds of strong inscriptions and defensive inscriptions inside.

But these powerful inscriptions were all broken like paper in front of the three top imperial generals, and even the entire steel city wall was twisted into twists.

"ah!"

A terrifying scream broke the silence, and Dusong Mangpoche flew out like a kite with a broken string under the shocked eyes of countless people.

"withdraw!"

A panicked roar resounded throughout the world. Dusong Mangpoche had just hit the ground, and immediately touched the ground and left. In Dusong Mangpoche's life, he had never been so frightened and uneasy, that kind of intense danger. The feeling is like a shadow, and it is so intense that it cannot be added.

Those two people far surpassed Dusong Mangpoche's expectations in terms of strength, aura, fighting skills, and use of the stellar energy. The fierceness and terror of those two people would have been unimaginable if they hadn't fought against them in person.

On them, every bit of aura has been brought into full play to the limit. Especially the black-haired old man, one portion of Gang Qi can fully exert the effect of three parts of Gang Qi in his hands.

Therefore, although his realm cultivation base is not the highest, but the degree of threat and fear is the strongest among the three. Although Dusong Mangpoje has been at the peak of the Holy Martial Realm for more than ten years and is a senior general of the empire, when it comes to understanding martial arts and qi, he is not at the same level as the black-robed old man.

Before this, Dusong Mangpoje had never thought that someone could use the stellar qi in his body to an extraordinary and refined level, to the point where this kind of skill was so close to the Tao.

Facing this kind of opponent whose experience and strength are far superior to his own, Dusong Mangpoje has no thought of fighting at all, and just wants to stay as far away from him as possible.

"Since you're here, do you still want to leave?"

A cold voice came from behind, into the ears of Dusong Mangbuche, and he heard his ghost come out of his body. In Dusong Mangpoje's induction, two storm-like breaths chased after him one after the other.

The old man Xiedi joined hands with the head of Wushang Village, and followed closely behind.

For this battle, Wang Chong spent a long time. He specially invited his master Xiedi from the Lingmai Mountain outside the capital, and he sent the village chief of Wushang Village by letter.

The whole operation, Wang Chong, was very secretive. The village chief Wushang and the old man Xiedi arrived at night, so no one was alarmed.

Moreover, when stepping into the plateau and entering the triangular gap, Wushang village head and the old man Xiedi were mixed among the eight thousand craftsmen and came in as craftsmen.

In the previous two battles, the two of them just watched from the city wall and didn't get involved at all. Even when Wang Chong and Dayan Mangboje were fighting the most fiercely, neither of them intended to get involved. What I'm waiting for now is the moment when Dusong Mangbu will be in the net.

"boom!"

With a flash of light, a huge roar came from behind. The old man in black robes, the evil emperor, punched casually. In an instant, the air wave exploded like a landslide and tsunami. The sword, covering the sky and covering the earth, moved mountains and seas, and blasted towards Dusong Mangbuzhi in front.

Myriad Qi Sea Art!

When the old man of the evil emperor made a move, the sky darkened, and the whole city seemed unable to bear the pressure, and was about to collapse at any moment. The Sea of ​​Thousands of Qi Art has reached the level of the old man of the evil emperor, and his hands are magnificent and majestic, which is no less than the Great Yin and Yang Heaven and Earth Good Fortune Art.

Not only that, the old man Evil Emperor's understanding of "Qi" has surpassed the imagination of all warriors. An imperial general like Dusong Mangpoje, who was at the pinnacle of the holy military mirror, had a very strong sense for opponents of the same level.

Therefore, even if Dusong Mangpoje and Fumeng Lingcha couldn't see each other, they could still feel each other's presence.

However, this trick is completely ineffective against the old man Evil Emperor.

The old man Xiedi just manipulated the surrounding information to completely cut off Dusong Mangbuche's induction, which can only be achieved by the Thousand Thousand Qi Sea Technique.

"Boom!"

The strength exploded, and Dusong Mangbuzhi dodged it with a slight difference. Dusong Mangpoje's unique technique of movement in the Daxueshan Temple was used to the limit, but he still couldn't completely avoid the attack of the old man of the evil emperor. The huge destructive air wave shook Dusong Mangbuchi violently rolling in the air, After finally stabilizing his figure, he continued to run forward, and in the blink of an eye, another comet-like attack roared over.

At this moment, Wushang Village Chief's attacks came one after another!

At this moment, Dusong Mangpoje's scalp was numb, and the feeling of hovering on the verge of life and death was almost insane.

However, there was one person who felt more frightened and crazy than Dusong Mangpoche.

"Who is this guy? Where did that kid find such a powerful master?!"

Dayan Mangboje's pupils contracted, and a deep sense of despair arose in his heart.

In the moment of fighting just now, he at least felt that there were two more superpowers of the imperial general level in this city, which was tantamount to a slap in the face and a heavy blow to Dayan Manbojie.

Although Dayan Mangboje is known as the Shura God of War of the Uzbek Empire, he is only a brigadier general after all, not a general. Two powerful men at the level of imperial generals suddenly descended from the sky and appeared in this small city, completely overturning his cognition.

This is simply not something he can fight at the moment.

"Walk!"

Before the old man Xiedi and the head of Wushang village rushed over, Dayan Mangbojie turned around and rushed out.