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"Rush in and kill them all. "The rebels were fierce, all the members entered the eleventh layer, more than a hundred people didn't care about anything, they were not afraid of anything, and they collided directly with the soldiers of the Imperial Society.

In terms of individual battles alone, the rebels are superior, and one can defeat three Imperial Soldiers. So at the beginning, the rebels defeated the front-line men of the Imperial Society soldiers with three strikes and five divisions, but unfortunately they couldn't stand the opponent's large number of people. The tactics of crowds, often seven or eight together, the back pushes the front, and the attacks are continuous.

A rebel slaughtered into the enemy and was soon surrounded, with a dozen spears piercing him, and his life was rapidly drained with blood. But he didn't admit defeat, he was still desperately waving his fists, yelling desperately, moving forward desperately, and blowing up the heads of the Imperial Society soldiers one by one.

A rebel was placed in the body of a magic weapon, which can concentrate the energy of life to cause an explosion, and after several stabs in his body, he knew that he was at the end of his rope, so he had the mentality of dying with the enemy, even if he died, he would pull a few more pads. So there was an explosion, and hundreds of people were blown up in a blur of flesh and blood, and it was unbearable to see.

An Imperial Soldier was beaten to the point that he had only half a life left, but he still clung to the rebels' legs and held him back. The other Imperial Soldiers lived up to his efforts and swarmed up with butcher knives, slashing the rebels to pieces.

The more the two sides fought, the more crazy they became, and in the blink of an eye, the corpses were all over the field, and more than 300 Imperial Society soldiers had fallen in a pool of blood, and some even had no bones, under the supervision of the two big men in the rear. Resist wave after wave of attacks.

And the rebels were also killed and wounded, although they were fierce, but after all, they were not well-trained troops, and An Luo had no experience in commanding troops in battle, and there was no formation, which was similar to a plate of loose sand.

Soon Anlo found out that the rebels were divided. Many people were left alone, surrounded by groups, and finally drowned by the sea. The number is decreasing one by one.

"Gather in the middle of the road, don't scatter. "An Luo didn't know how to command the battle, so he could only think of the only way to gather everyone. So the rebels moved. Keep killing in the middle lane, trying to get together.

"Get out of here!" A rebel army is infinitely powerful, grabbing the legs of two Imperial Society soldiers as weapons to wield, smashing the surrounding enemies are people on their backs, kicking out, and kicking over a large group, very violent, so far, he has only suffered a little skin injury, but has killed more than 20 Emperor Hui soldiers.

Others also took a kick. First gather in pairs, and then go to the middle lane together. Some cut off four heads with one sword, and some knocked over the Imperial Society soldiers with their strong **.

In the face of the desperate and ferocious offensive of the rebels, the Imperial Society soldiers guarding the middle road suffered a great impact. Dead and wounded and wounded, they couldn't bear it at all, they fell down one after another, and the emperor would injure more than 200 people.

This An Luo went down again, twisted his hands, and shifted his strength. Like a storm, wherever it blows, the Imperial Hui soldiers will fly up, empty the surroundings, and completely open the way to the middle, as long as the rebels regroup, they can kill them in one go.

Then, things didn't go so smoothly at all, several rebels were killing and killing, and when the killing was rising, suddenly their whole bodies turned black, and they didn't even have time to make fears and screams, and their whole bodies were corroded, first the skin and flesh, and then the bones, which were corroded little by little, and finally turned into a pool of blood.

"What, what's going on!" Seeing this scene, An Luo and the other rebels were shocked, although they were not afraid of death, but in the face of this unknown threat and terrifying means, they still had a sense of fear, and everyone's faces couldn't help but tense.

Not only that, but even the soldiers of the Imperial Society were scared, they were going to attack them in groups, but now they retreated one after another, not daring to delay for a moment, as if something terrible was about to happen.

An Luo faintly heard the soldiers of the Imperial Society shouting that the poison venerable had made a move, everyone ran quickly and something like that, and he understood what was going on, and his heart couldn't help but sink, and the time to come finally came.

A ghostly figure appeared, his eyes full of gloom, and his smile was evil, standing ten paces away from An Luo, looking at it with interest.

The rebels, who were just about to fight to the death, were actually frightened when they saw this person, and fear appeared on every face. They will not forget the identity of this person, how his hands turned people into blood, how cruel his methods were, he was simply the formation of a demon. The most vicious of the four Venerables, he is the Poison Venerable who makes the eighteen layers of Shidao terrified.

"The strongest blood, very good, you sent it to the door yourself, I also want to ask for advice, the research results of our Emperor Guild back then. Poison Venerable sneered at An Luo, his hands were already spread out, exuding some highly poisonous aura, which scared everyone to avoid it.

An Luo couldn't help frowning, he smelled a little poisonous gas, and suddenly felt dizzy and uncomfortable, and his heart couldn't help but feel cold, just a little bit of inhalation is so powerful, how powerful is the poison cast by this poison venerable.

"Don't worry, boy, you are precious, I won't poison you. Poison Zun laughed, but before he finished laughing with his smug face, he couldn't see An Luo's figure. Before he could react, An Luo appeared in front of him like lightning, and a heavy punch slammed up, the punch was like thunder, and it hit hard.

"What's the matter, you ......" Poison Zun couldn't believe it, An Luo smelled his poisonous gas, but he was not affected at all, and under his carelessness, he took a blow, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the pain in the middle fist was almost heartbreaking.

"Idiot, knowing that I am the strongest blood, and still release poison gas, don't you know that my blood is immune to any poison?" An Luo slammed another punch into the poison venerable's face, slapping the face he hated and knocking him out at the same time.

"Damn, I forgot, when we studied the strongest blood, we deliberately added a kind of blood that can fight against all poisons in the world, the strongest blood, and all poisons will not invade. As soon as Poison Zun came up, he was beaten continuously, and while he was angry, he also secretly blamed himself for being careless. After regaining his footing, a solemn expression appeared on his face, and the poisonous gas emitted from his whole body was stronger and stronger, and there were bursts of disgusting breath, even if An Luo was not poisonous, and it smelled uncomfortable.

"Do you still want to use poison? Haven't you learned how to behave? An Luo disagreed, took a step forward, and suddenly an inexplicable feeling hit his heart, it was a threat, a big threat.

Just when An Luo didn't know where this threat came from, an earth-shattering voice rang out, with an indescribable grief, with a deep despair, that touched everyone's hearts.

A tall and mighty man walked out among the soldiers of the Imperial Society, his steps were so solemn, his eyes were full of grief and despair, and the aura he exuded was simply a beast about to explode, which invisibly put a lot of pressure on An Luo.

From his desperate and sad appearance, it can be guessed that something unfortunate must have happened to him, so he was grief-stricken, and he wanted to use battle to vent.

"Boy, beware, he is the most lifeless of the four. The rebels immediately reminded that now that An Luo was facing both Compassion and Poison at the same time, it was still a big question whether he could win.

Even others sweated for An Luo, not to mention the pressure he himself was under, he was only at the ninth level of the Holy Rank, and facing two demigod realm guys at the same time, this battle was difficult to fight.

However, at this time, something worse happened, and the two sturdy figures stepped out of the passage on the eleventh floor, and looked at the scene of corpses all over the field and rivers of blood, and they were stunned at first. It seems that they didn't expect the battle to be so fierce that it would be so intense.

"Haha, the two of you are here too, and you just happened to clean up this boy who doesn't know the height of the sky. "Poison Zun laughed so hard that he was almost happy, because even luck was on his side, at this critical time, Fazun and Nuzun also rushed over, and the four Venerables were all together, and under the joint force, were you afraid that you wouldn't be able to take a stinky kid?

Seeing that even the Fa Zun and Nu Zun were coming, the remaining rebels showed a look of despair, how did they fight over the four statues, and the hope that finally lit up in their hearts was completely dimmed.

An Luo's face was even more solemn, at this moment he knew that he had made a mistake, he should lead the rebels to the first layer to kill, so that as long as his side faced Fa Zun and Nu Zun, there was still a little chance of victory. And not the current situation of being surrounded by four statues.

Originally, An Luo thought that maybe by killing layer by layer and releasing prisoners, he would meet some very powerful characters who could help him. But he was too optimistic, and the only chance of victory was gone, and it was he who brought the rebels into a place of no return.

Now, the four Venerables that An Luo has to face are all very strong, the Fazun is the third level of the first god rank of the four, and the other three are all demigod realms.

"Boy, do you still want to resist stubbornly, with us, you can't fly today. "Nuzun has the biggest temper, he was angry before, and the eighteenth floor of Shidao that he was responsible for was made like this, so he was naturally anxious to settle accounts with An Luo.

"Okay, if you have the ability, you can come. An Luo's mouth was hard, but he knew clearly in his heart that he had no chance of winning at all.

Just when the two sides were tense and about to start a war at any time, suddenly an extremely unconcealed aura swept in, an astonishing sense of oppression, an astonishing power, and a terrifying Cheng dù, and the entire eighteenth layer of Shidao seemed to be unable to withstand this breath. Even the four statues' faces changed, because they knew who this qi belonged to.

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